Panther trailed his fingers over my cheek before he rolled to his right side and glanced back over his shoulder at me. I knew exactly what he wanted. I shifted in close behind those broad shoulders and tapered waist. As our bodies aligned with one another, I placed my lips to his shoulder and ran my hand down the side of his torso to the swell of his ass.
“God…you look fucking unreal,” I said as I gripped his hip. I pulled him back so I could fit my cock in against the crack of his ass. “And you feel even better.”
Panther arched back against me. I played with the short strands of his hair, kneaded the tight globe of his ass, and slowly began to rock my hips against him. A pleasure-filled groan left him, and as I picked up the pace, Panther looked back at me. I leaned forward to take his mouth in a tongue-tangling kiss that just about blew my head off.
His body was so hard in all the right places. I let go of his ass to reach over his waist and start stroking his cock, and all of those muscles began to shift and flex as Panther began to writhe against me.
Damn, this was hot as hell, the way he was moving against me as though he wanted something in him, and now. Panther tore his mouth free and said, “I need you,” and I wasn’t about to make him wait any longer.
I grabbed the lube off the nightstand, poured some into my palm, and quickly lubed up my eager dick before trailing my slippery fingers down Panther’s crack and teasing his hole. As I slid one finger inside, he moaned. When he angled his body toward the mattress and bent his left leg toward his chest, I cursed at the erotic picture he’d just made.
“You have no idea how goddamn hot you look right now,” I said, and slipped a second finger in. Panther reached down and worked his cock, all the while making sounds so damn sexy that I wanted to hit record on my phone so I could get off to them later.
But the look in Panther’s eyes when he looked back at me guaranteed I was going nowhere that took me away from him.Shit.His light eyes were close to black with how dilated they were, his arousal now at a fever pitch. When I brushed up against his prostate, Panther squeezed his eyes shut as his tight ass all but strangled my fingers.
Not able to hold back any longer, I pulled my fingers free and reached for my cock. I lined it up with Panther’s eager entrance, pressed a kiss to his shoulder, and slowly pushed forward. Panther groaned, and as he eased back against the wide intrusion, I scraped my teeth along his shoulder blade.
“Yeah,” I said as his ass continued to swallow up my length. “Fuck, Grant. Oh, fuck, you feel amazing.”
I tightened my fingers on his hip, and as my dick tunneled inside and I bottomed out, I sank my teeth into his shoulder.
“So do you,” he said through labored breathing. When his head fell forward into the pillow and his arm began to move, I knew he was ready, ready for me to bring us the high that we could only get in each other’s arms.
My fingers digging into his supple skin, I watched the shadows from the candlelight flicker over the two of us, and when his body began to shake against mine, I knew it was time. I slowly pulled out and then thrust back inside, and when he cried my name, I did it again. I could see the strong line of his neck and muscled arm as it worked his thick, leaking length. As he strained and thrust back against me, the pure masculine beauty made my climax race down my spine to my balls.
“Grant,” I said, beginning quick, sharp punches as my orgasm threatened.
“Yeah. Right there, Mateo…Harder.” He gripped the pillow with his free hand as I tunneled into him. Then, just when I thought I would lose my mind, Panther’s entire body tensed and clenched around mine, and the two of us exploded in an orgasm that made my eyes roll to the back of my head.
Sweet Jesus, nothing compared to the way I felt when I was with Panther. I’d always said my first love was flying, and that nothing could ever take its place. But as Panther shifted and rolled over so we were facing one another, I realized how very wrong I was.
Thiswas my first love, and if I had anything to say about it, it would be my last.
28Panther
THE SUN HAD barely begun to peek through the curtains when I rolled over onto my stomach, stretching out against the warm sheets. There was a delicious ache in my muscles, the kind that only came from a night of pure, body-devouring bliss. I opened my eyes to focus on the man sleeping soundly beside me and smiled.
Solo lay on his back, one arm curved up over his head, his breathing steady and quiet. It was amazing how innocent and peaceful he looked when he slept, especially when you considered the wild, unrestrained man he became during his waking hours. I knew him well enough now to know that wasn’t all there was to him, that beneath his exterior lay a vulnerability he wasn’t willing to show to just anyone.
And he’s mine,I thought, tucking my arms under my pillow so I could get a better view of him.All mine.
Solo’s brows pulled together and he made a light groaning sound as he rolled to his side, facing me. I couldn’t resist reaching out to touch him. I brushed my fingers lightly over the side of his head where his hair was the shortest, content to watch him sleep for as long as he wanted to. But a few seconds later, he yawned and struggled to lift his heavy lids.
“You’re really fucking cute when you sleep,” I said, running my fingers down his stubbled jaw. Before I could pull away, he grabbed my wrist, keeping my hand on his face.
“Is that why you didn’t wake me up?” He stifled another yawn. “I’m not as cute when I’m awake?”
“Cute is not the word I’d use to describe you unless you’re sleeping, trust me.”
Solo grinned and kissed my palm. “No? What, then? Irresistible? Devastating? Exceptionally…large?”
Laughing, I pushed Solo onto his back, leaned over him, and planted a kiss below his ear. “All of those things,” I murmured, then kissed my way up his neck, over his jaw, landing on my favorite part of him, his mouth. I swept my lips over him once, twice, three times. Solo groaned and squeezed my ass.
“Just so you know, we’re not leaving this bed today,” he said, burrowing his face into my neck.
“No? Gonna chain me up and force me to stay?”
“If I have to. Or maybe that’ll just be foreplay.”
