I followed suit and tossed my clothes every which way onto the floor. “Liam says so.”
“All right, drama queen.” He came over to my side of the bed and slid his hands up my chest and around my neck. His mouth traced hot kisses across my pecs, stopping to lave my nipple and tug on my piercings with his teeth. I let out a groan and pulled him close. I pressed my lips against his ear. “I heard something about a ride.”
Jeremy shuddered and then turned his face so his lips met mine. After a long, languid kiss, he murmured in a husky voice, “Yes, you did. I want to ride that fat cock of yours. I want to feel the burn and stretch as you pound into me until I come all over you. Then I’m going to clean you off with my tongue and take your mouth so you can taste my cum.” He gave me a light shove. “Now, lie down on the bed.”
My cock was so hard it hurt. I dropped onto the bed and scooted until my head was on the pillows. Jeremy followed and straddled me while he placed open-mouth kisses all up my body, promising all sorts of dirty things as he went. I was quivering with need by the time he got to my lips. His demanding kiss left me breathless. “God, baby,” I gasped, “Who knew you had such a filthy mouth?”
Jeremy smiled against my lips. “You inspire me.”
I grabbed his ass with both hands and drove my hips up so our cocks slid together. “Yeah?” I growled. “How about I inspire you to suck my dick while I get you ready.” Jeremy moaned, and his hips ground down on me. I slid a finger down his crease. “You like that idea.”
“Yes,” he answered breathlessly.
When he turned to reach for the nightstand to get the supplies, I grabbed his hips and held on. “Give me the lube. You take the condom and give me that ass.” I sat up a little and maneuvered him so he was straddling my chest and his mouth was over my aching cock. He took me down to the root in one swallow, and I groaned my approval. I spread his cheeks and dragged my tongue from his taint to the furled skin of his tight pink hole.
Jeremy moaned around my cock, and I questioned the wisdom of having him blow me. I was already so close, and that brought me right to the edge. “Go easy, baby. I want to come inside you.”
He pulled off me and said, “Then hurry up. I want it.”
“Bossy,” I commented with a smile. “I can fix that.” I drizzled some lube on my fingers and slid one into his tight hole in one smooth glide.
“Oh God,” he gasped. “More. Please, Sean.”
I gave him more until he was riding three of my fingers and had completely forgotten my cock. That was fine because the grunts and moans of pleasure he was making were enough to make me blow. “Suit me up, baby. I want to be inside you.”
After a little fumbling with the condom and copious amounts of lube, he turned to face me while I held my rock-hard shaft. His eyes fluttered shut as he impaled himself on me, and I hardly recognized the deep moan that came from my lips as I sank into his tight depths. “Jesus, Jeremy, you feel so good.”
I grabbed his hips and thrust up the rest of the way, both of us groaning once I was fully sheathed in his velvet heat. He let out a grunt of satisfaction and leaned down to kiss me. “Now, fuck me, gorgeous. Make me feel it.”
He rose until only the tip of my dick was inside him. I tightened my grip on his hips and thrust up when he drove down, and we were off. I saw a side to Jeremy he’d only hinted at before. He was intense, commanding even, when he wanted something. Having that intensity focused on me was hot as hell. We grunted and growled as we took pleasure in each other. Our bodies were slick with sweat and precum leaked from his tip. I wanted this to last forever, but my body had other ideas. I felt my balls draw up and the familiar tingle at the base of my spine. “I’m close,” I gasped.
“Me too,” Jeremy said. “Touch me. Make me come.”
I took hold of his cock, slicked it up with his precum, and tightened my grip just enough so it could slide through the circle of my fingers.
He gave a gasping groan. “Yes, that’s it. God, Sean.”
His rhythm faltered as his shaft went rock hard in my grasp. He threw his head back as long ropes of cum shot out over my chest and abs. His muscles squeezed around my dick, and it was over for me. I thrust up one more time and exploded inside him. I’m pretty sure people in the hotel heard me shout my release.
I was still coming out of my post-orgasmic haze when I realized Jeremy was doing what he said he’d do—licking his cum off my body. That was so filthy hot that I felt my exhausted cock twitch. I threaded my fingers through his sweat-dampened hair and pulled him down.
“C’mere. Let me taste.” I dragged him into a long, deep kiss, exploring his whole mouth with my tongue. I wrapped my arms around him and held him close. I never wanted to let him go. I was so gone for this guy already.
TWENTY-SIX
JEREMY
I tried to button my shirt cuffs for the third time, but my hands wouldn’t stop shaking. I let them drop and shook them out. I could do this. Our practice on Saturday went extremely well. Greg and Isaiah both exceeded expectations. Evan and I created a program to showcase their talent while not pissing off the people who came to see me play my return performance. The run-through this afternoon went well, with the exception of a few flubs. Still, unlike at Reilly’s, this was not a casual crowd who had no idea who I was. These were people from my world, some of whom had been following me since before I graduated from Juilliard. If I lost it now, I might never return to the level I once played. A knock on my door startled me, but then Sean poked his head in and asked, “Is it okay to come in?”
My entire body relaxed, and I breathed out a soft sigh. “Of course,” I answered. “Maybe you can get my cuffs buttoned.”
Sean strode into my room looking oh-so-sexy in his dark-gray pinstriped suit, crisp white dress shirt, and cobalt-blue tie. His shoulder-length hair was pulled back into a neat ponytail at the base of his neck. He pulled me into a sweet kiss and asked, “How are you doing?”
I held up my unbuttoned cuffs. “I can’t get my hands to work.”
Sean’s brow furrowed in confusion for a moment then understanding dawned.
“Nervous?”
