“But I didn’t know I’d be stuck so close to you!”
“What’s wrong with being stuck with me?”
“Everything!You make me uncomfortable.Being so close to you makes me lose my mind!”
“If you don’t like it, Lulu, maybe I’ll just leave!”I step closer to his face, my nose nearly on his.“Use the last of my magic to teleport to the metro?”
“Of course I don’t want you to leave!”He takes my shoulders, and on instinct, I grab the front of his tank top.“But being so close to you is fucking scary!”
“And why is that?”
“Because I wanna do so much more than kiss you, you beautiful bastard,” he mutters.His breath fans my face, the scent of toothpaste wafting between us.
It takes three whole seconds to register what he said.“Wait…what?”I try to step back, but he holds me in place.
He bristles and, with an almost broken voice, he admits, “I want…so many things with you, Taz.And now the universe has put us here.”
I gulp, and my heart rate doesn’t go down.But the anger and fear are gone, replaced with a tastier emotion: anticipation, laced with more than a little lust.
With a grin, I step forward again, my nose nearly brushing his.“Well, I haven’t run away yet.And now you have me on a platter.”
“It seems I do,” he says, breathlessly.His hands travel down my arms, and he holds my elbows.Goosebumps run down my half-naked body, and I’m already getting hard.
Licking my lips, my tongue grazing his skin for the lightest, briefest moment, I grin.Moving my head to the side of his face, I whisper, “Then what are you going to do about it, Lulu?Tell me…tell me exactly what you want.”
I gently tongue-kiss his ear, and his response is a delicious moan and shudder.When he pulls back from me, I’m afraid I did too much.Before I can act like an adult again, Luther pulls off his shirt, and even in the darkness, I take in his toned body.
We share a laugh as he pushes me onto the bed.The next thing I know, Luther is holding my face still, his body covering mine, and kissing me hard.
CHAPTER 11- LUTHER
I DON’T KNOWwho I am.I don’t know anything.The world must have flipped upside down, because I’m nearly naked, making out with Taz in a hotel in Paris.Kissing him when I thought he was gonna die was one thing, but now here we are, in our shorts, devouring each other.
Oh, and his hardness is rubbing against mine.
He moans, and it sends a greenlight straight to my dick.Fuck it.Fuck everything except this bed, and this man I used to hate as a boy.
Without saying a word, I roll off him and shuck my white boxers off.He grins like a kid on Christmas, and after I pull on his boxer briefs, he gets the memo.In moments, we’re both naked, resuming our kisses on the bed.
He trails his sweet mouth down my chin and neck.“What do you…ah…” I don’t get to finish my sentence, since he shuts off my brain entirely by gently biting my nipple.“Fuck!”I grunt.A man who knows how to kiss the whole body is rare as fuck, but clearly, Taz understands how to drive a man wild.I grit my teeth and fist the blanket when he tongue-kisses the other nipple, nibbling it lightly just the way I like.
I wonder how many men he’s been with?When was the last time he had sex?Wait, when was the last time I had sex?What if I’m not as good as he expects?
When he kisses down my abs, I push away any self-conscious thoughts.My mind blanks out when he lands on his target.
Taz Devries.Has his mouth around my cock.
“Ooohh…” My voice is raspy and slurring as my eyes roll back.He sucks all the way down, and I’m in paradise.I’m proud of my girthy eight-incher, but Taz sucks me like it’s the easiest thing in the world for him.After a few more trips around my cock, he pulls off to breathe.When I look down, I’m overwhelmed at the sight of him grinning by my balls.
“I bet I can get you to come first,” he purrs.He tongue-kisses my sack, and it brings me back to reality.
“Taz,” I say with earnestness.His smile falls as I pull him up.“Sex doesn’t need a winner or loser.I want us both to feel good.”
Rubbing his back, the understanding dawns on his face.“You’re right, Luther.”He seems genuinely contrite, so I kiss him slowly.
“It’s not a competition,” I say, kneading his shoulder.
He nods, and in a blur, I roll him over so he’s on his back.I nearly jump down the bed so I’m eye-level with his cock, and we both giggle.“It’s not a competition, because I’m gonna win.”
