“I care,” he said softly, his blue eyes piercing straight through me. “I fucking care.”
His mouth was on mine an instant after the last word left his lips and I couldn’t stifle my cry of pleasure as our tongues met. Fingers threaded through my hair to hold me still and then my head was tilted back, exposing my neck. I used my hands to find purchase on Hawke’s waist as his lips teased my skin. But he stopped kissing me a moment later and instead drew me against his chest.
“Sorry for today,” he murmured. “I really thought we were going to find something. I just need this to be over.”
I should have kept my mouth shut, but my need for answers was too great.
“And when it is over? What happens then?”
Chapter 15
HAWKE
I was taken abackby Tate’s question and I knew it was my silence that had him dropping his arms from where they’d been wrapped around me. But instead of stepping away from me, he whispered, “No, don’t answer that” and then his hand snaked around the back of my neck to pull me down for a kiss. I automatically opened for him and it took just one swipe of his tongue over mine to push his words to the back of my mind. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him flush against my body. He moaned into my mouth when our erections brushed together and when I slid my hand down to cup his ass, Tate whispered, “I need you” against my mouth.
My plan was to lower him to the bed so I could explore every inch of him, but when I felt his palm sliding over my pants until it found my bulging cock, I stilled and closed my eyes. Tate continued to kiss me as he began rolling his hand over my aching dick, but I had trouble concentrating on the deep, drugging kisses. And when I felt his hand actually disappear inside my pants, I tore my mouth from his so I could watch the outline of his hand as his fingers pressed into my heated flesh.
“Oh fuck,” I whispered as Tate’s entire hand closed around mycock. I really wanted to see his hand on me, but before I could even reach for my pants to push them down, Tate pulled his hand free and began lowering them himself. My body was humming with excitement and I couldn’t resist lowering my head to seek out Tate’s mouth again. But I only managed to steal a few kisses before I felt the cool air of the motel room wash over my length. Instead of fisting me again, Tate used his thumb to trace the ridge beneath the head of my dick and then he flicked it over the slit on my crown. A shudder went through my entire body, but I was helpless to do anything as I watched Tate explore me. Pre-cum began welling up at the tip and Tate swiped at it with his finger. I expected him to use it as lube, but when he lifted his finger to his mouth, I was sure I stopped breathing. His eyes went glassy with desire as he licked the fluid from his finger and I couldn’t stop myself from yanking his mouth to mine.
My control was completely shattered as I tasted myself, but as much as I would have liked to grab Tate and push him down on the bed, he made it clear he was in charge when he began stroking me with heavy drags. His rough hand was so different than anything I’d ever felt before and the sheer size and strength of that had me seeing stars as he exerted the perfect amount of pressure. Tate’s free hand slipped beneath my shirt to skim over my abdomen and then he was pushing the hem upwards.
“Off,” he demanded. The rough order had more pre-cum leaking from my body and I quickly did as he said and yanked the shirt off and tossed it aside. Shivers of need began to roll through me as Tate stroked me, but when his mouth closed over one of my nipples and sucked, I nearly came on the spot.
“Shit, I’m not going to last,” I muttered as Tate laved his tongue over my nipple before teasing it with his teeth.
“Yes, you will,” Tate said against my chest as he ran his tongue around the entire nipple before searching out the other one. “Because Hawke,” – I looked down at him when he paused – “I’m just getting started.”
I let out another foul curse when he bit down on my nipple again. As much as I was enjoying his power over me, I needed to seemore of him so I grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up. He released his hold on my dick and pulled back from my chest long enough to let me remove the shirt, but he resumed his sensual torture the instant the garment was free. I wrapped one hand around the back of his head, more to feel him than to control him, and I let the other hand drift past the waistband at his back and brush over his tight ass. Tate moaned against my skin when I trailed my finger along his crack, but I lost the contact when he suddenly dropped to his knees in front of me. I knew exactly what was coming next, but instead of putting his mouth on me, Tate looked up, the unasked question clear in his eyes.
The fact that it was a man who was about to take me into his mouth wasn’t lost on me, but I couldn’t find it in me to care because it wasn’t just any man who was about to be this first for me. It was this man. This sweet, beautiful, strong man who, after all I’d done to him, was brave enough to get on his knees before me…to bring me pleasure without asking for any in return. Just nodding would have gotten me what I so badly wanted, but I needed Tate to understand what he was doing to me so I whispered, “Please.”
Tate stilled for a moment, his beautiful blue and golden brown eyes going bright with surprise and then filling with pleasure. He nuzzled my groin and then flicked his tongue against my pulsing dick. It felt like I’d been zapped with a thousand volts of electricity, but before I could even beg him for more, his entire mouth closed over my crown. I let out a rugged groan as he swirled his tongue around me and I reached out with my hands to grab his head. I was tempted to thrust into the wet heat, but I forced myself to remain still so I could just experience every second of pleasure Tate was dragging from my body. As he sucked more of me into his mouth, Tate’s fingers began pushing my pants farther down my body. I was prepared to step out of them, but Tate surprised me again when his hands closed over my ass. He stilled when I tensed briefly at the unexpected contact, but when he went to remove his hands, I quickly said, “No, don’t…leave them there.”
The sight of Tate looking up at me as he sucked my dick was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen in my entire life, but the feel of hisrough palms kneading the globes of my ass came in a very close second. Between Tate’s mouth and his fingers, I was quickly losing control of my impending orgasm, so I only let him have a few more seconds of me before I reached down and pulled him to his feet. I sealed my mouth over his, loving the taste of my own musky flavor. I pushed him down on the bed, but didn’t follow him. Instead, I stood over him and stepped out of my pants before reaching for his. Once they were gone, I stepped back just enough so I could take in my fill of him. Everything about him intrigued me and despite the exploration I’d done of his body the night before in the shower, I knew it wasn’t enough. And as I lowered myself so that I could settle my body on top of his, I realized it would never be enough.
I took my time kissing Tate and I smiled when he shifted his legs enough so I could settle between them. Our cocks were nestled against one another, but I kept my attention on Tate’s mouth as I nipped, sucked and licked every part of its sweetness. Tate’s breath was sawing in and out of him as he took pleasure in everything that I did to him and I didn’t miss when he wrapped his legs around my lower body. I wondered if he was afraid I was going to leave him at some point or if he was just desperate to touch as much of me as he could. Because that was exactly what I wanted.
The night before I’d used mostly my hands to learn about Tate’s body, but tasting him was so much better. I tortured his nipples the same way he’d tortured mine and I bit back my own need to rub my dick against his when he began bucking up against me with his hips. His eyes were closed and his head was thrown back as sweat began glistening all over his flesh. His full lips were parted as he tried to draw in enough air and I couldn’t resist covering his mouth with mine. I loved that as lost in his own pleasure as he was, he kissed me back with everything he had. His fingers were wrapped around my upper arms, the pads pressing into my own heated skin. I continued to brace my own upper body weight with one arm so that I could snake my other hand beneath Tate’s body to palm his ass.
“Yes,” he hissed when I lifted him up so that he was pressed even more closely against my groin. My plan had been to continue to explore Tate’s body, but I could feel my own body getting closer andcloser to release, so I began rolling my hips over Tate which slid our dicks together deliciously.
“Oh God,” Tate moaned and his eyes opened and he looked down at where we were as closely connected as we could be without being intimately joined. He flipped his eyes up to mine and then grabbed my neck and yanked me down for a kiss. “I need you inside of me,” he breathed against my mouth. I kissed him hard and slowed down my undulating hips enough to get his attention.
“No,” I said. “Your body needs time to heal.”
Tate shook his head violently, but I kissed him again before he could protest verbally.
“This feels so fucking amazing, Tate,” I managed to get out as I began rocking against him once more. “Don’t you feel it?”
Tate nodded, his lips skimming mine with the move. “Promise me,” he grated as he bucked against me to increase the friction. “Promise me this isn’t the last time we’re together like this.”
I knew it was a promise I shouldn’t make, especially since I had no idea what tomorrow or the next day would bring. But the idea of not feeling Tate’s body wrapped around mine again wasn’t fathomable to me so I nodded. “I promise,” I said against his lips. “I’m going to make you feel so good the next time I get inside that tight hole of yours,” I vowed.
Tate groaned at my words. I began humping against him with less finesse as I said, “I’m going to fuck you just like this, Tate. Facing you. Just so I can watch those beautiful eyes of yours go wide when I slip inside of you.”
Tate sucked in a harsh breath and his hold on my arm became almost painful.
“You’ll try to hold on to me tight, won’t you, baby? You’ll try to keep me from leaving all that snug heat even for a second,” I said as I used my hand on his ass to clutch him even closer to me. One or both of us was leaking so much pre-cum that our dicks slid against each other with ease and I could feel my body drawing up tight.
