I slipped my fingers into the waistband of his shorts and aimed my eyes up at him, and the fierce look of acceptance on his face made me glad I was already on my knees.
“Step out,” I said, the commanding tone making Panther’s eyes flare as he did as he was told—and my cock loved that.
I raised my eyes up the toned calves and muscled thighs, to the thick, long shaft, proudly proclaiming its excitement over what I was doing. Then, before I could help myself, I moved up to my knees and dragged my tongue along the underside of that delicious dick.
“Fuck,” Panther said, and reached for my head, and I looked up his naked body and licked my lips.
“Get on the bed, Grant.”
Panther’s chest rose and fell as he stared down at me, and just when I thought he might tell me to finish what I’d started, he released his hold, took a step back, and climbed onto his bed.
As he stretched out on his back, I got to my feet, and the sight that greeted me was everything I’d ever wanted from the moment I’d first laid eyes on him.
Long legs, lightly dusted with dark hair, were spread wide and waiting for me to get in between them. His engorged length lay thick and throbbing against the V of his groin, the glistening evidence of his excitement making me greedy for another taste. And that hard body he spent hours honing at the gym beckoned me forward. I pulled my shirt and shorts free, because the eyes watching me contained the number one thing I’d been waiting for. Panther was looking at me like I was everything he’d ever wanted, and as I climbed up onto the bed and he spread his legs even wider for me, I planned to make sure I lived up to that promise, here tonight, in this very bed.
33Panther
SOLO WAS THE most stunning man I’d ever seen in my life. And as he moved up the mattress, I reached down and circled my cock.
Damn.My heart was beating so hard that I was shocked the sound wasn’t echoing off the walls. But the commanding way Solo had gone about getting us where we were had made every nerve ending in my body come to life.
“Your body…” Solo’s breath washed over my inner thigh as he leaned down and licked a path up it. “Your body is a work of fucking art.”
He shifted up the bed and swiped that talented tongue over my balls and the root of my cock, making my hips buck up toward his mouth.
“Hmm,” he said, and did it again.
“Ah, Mateo.”
Solo looked up from between my legs and tongued his top lip. When he slipped a hand under the back of my thigh and raised it over one of his shoulders, I slammed my eyes shut, knowing exactly what was next.
The second his lips closed around the sensitive skin of my sac, I groaned and shoved closer to his face. I had one hand feverishly stroking my cock, and the other fisted in the covers below me.
The pleasure was intense, the feelings out of this world, and when Solo parted my cheeks and slipped a wet finger between them to my hole, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to hold out.
“Fuckin’ perfect,” Solo said as he slowly eased his finger inside me, finding and massaging that magic spot that made me writhe around on the bed, begging for him to get up over me—now.
As Solo slowly withdrew and lowered my leg back to the mattress, I reached for the lube on the bedside table and tossed it onto the covers beside me.
Solo licked his lips and reached for it, and I let my eyes take in every part of him I could see. This man, this beautiful, brazen, defiant man, had changed everything for me. He had told me to throw the rules out tonight, but when it came to him, I found rules no longer applied.
Don’t have sex with men in the military—broke that.
Don’t fraternize with the competition—broke that one too.
Don’t let your father know you're seeing a fellow pilot—blew through that one also.
And don’t fall in love with the gorgeous pilot with the heartbreaker smile—was doing that right now.
Solo tossed aside the bottle as he came down over me. “Wrap your legs around me. I want you open for me.”
I wound my arms and legs around him, and when slippery fingers glided down my narrow channel, my entire body shuddered.
“Shh,” Solo said against my mouth, his fingers flirting against my entrance, as he nipped at my lower lip. “I got you. Let me in.”
I pressed my head back into the pillow and relaxed my body, and as Solo began to stretch me, one talented finger at a time, I felt as though I was having an out-of-body experience. My mind was in a state of euphoria as Solo kissed his way over to my ear, and when he removed his fingers and nudged the wide head of his cock up against my waiting body, I whimpered.
“God, Grant.” Solo planted his hands on either side of my head as he slowly pushed inside of me, the broad tip gently penetrating the first ring of muscle, before he slid home in one solid thrust.
