Grabbing his wrist, I yank the towel out of my mouth, gasping in a breath laden with maple syrup and cum.
“Kane!” I cry out as I thrust my hips, and he coughs and splutters as he pulls away.
“Don’t stop me now,” he growls, flying back to my cock, and forcing another cry from me.
“Kane, it’s too hard,” I gasp as his cheeks hollow, and he sucks again. My fingers bury into his hair as I spread my legs wider and grind against his face.
I come too quickly, and Kane groans as pleasure pours from me. It echoes around the small space, and I push him down onto my shaft as cum floods from my cock.
Trembling, I sink into him, pleasure frazzling my mind to the point where I can’t even feel my body. It’s just my cock and Kane’s mouth, and my pounding desire to connect to him.
I think it’s over, that he’s going to pull away and clean his mouth with the towel. It’s what I would have done.
But he doesn’t move, except to lick at the tip of my cock like he’s sucking up the last of it.
“Kane!” I gasp as he laps. His chuckle vibrates through me before he lifts his head, sticks out his tongue, and shows me just how much there is.
Watching my cum pool in his mouth, seeing the way his lips close and his throat bobs, it’s too much.
A growl tears from me as I grab the front of his shirt and drag him back to my lips.
I can’t taste my cum as it flows between us through our kiss, but I know how Kane is drooling over it. Peace sweeps through me as my kisses soften while he grips me harder. I refuse to swallow, pushing my cum back into his mouth, spreading it over his tongue with mine. His whimpers grow louder the longer I kiss him, and he’s trembling so much that he must be close.
Luke’s towel falls onto my lap as I reach for Kane’s cock, and the sound he makes as I suddenly stroke him is divine.
I want him to feel what I did, but the flurry of pleasure is so intense that all I can do is roughly stroke his cock as I kiss him with everything I have.
My feelings seep through the kiss, and Kane returns them tenfold, gripping my neck, lifting his hips so he can thrust into my hand as we both moan and shake together.
I was embarrassed about coming so quickly before, but a minute later, Kane’s cries grow higher, and he squeezes me as he comes.
He doesn’t stop kissing me, and I don’t want it to end.
I grip the towel, wiping away his cum, hoping I can keep it. I wonder how Luke would react to it if I left it lying in the kitchen?
I don’t know how long we keep kissing for, but I’m dizzy by the time Kane gasps as he leans away.
“Go on another date with me,” he chokes out.
I knock my head back as I groan. Out of everything he could have said…
“You just sucked me off behind the rink. Do you really think we need to go on a date?”
I’m used to seeing him smirking or laughing at me, but to see his lips so red and wet makes my cock twitch, and I want to sink into his mouth again.
“Not with me,” he pants as he rubs his lips with the back of his sleeve. “With Ollie. And Luke.” He rocks back, sitting up. “It doesn’t have to be a date. Just invite them to a game so we can see them together.”
I open my mouth to argue that I don’t think I can see Ollie again until I’ve told Luke how I feel, but he cuts me off.
“We’re going crazy over them, so why don’t we meet them together? Then you can decide if you want to be a pack.”
“I told you, I’m not packing up with you.”
“I’m not playing around, baby.” His hard voice is jarring compared to what we’ve just done. “I’m serious here.” He cups my cheek, tugging at my lower lip with his thumb.
He captures me with his steady gaze, and I remember again why they call him a heartthrob. I’m thirteen years older than him, but he still gets me with his handsome face.
“You can taste me; you know that has to mean something,” he says as he licks at my tongue, proving it for the hundredth time. “You can taste her. You can taste Luke. Have you tasted anyone else since I ruined your life?”
