Tucker gasped, releasing a groan while gripping the back of his neck. The feeling of possession washed over Lucas and as a man who loved his independence, it made him feel wanted and needed. Something was changing inside of him, and he didn’t know what or how to explain what it was.Does being with another man change the person I used to be?Lucas' inner question did not get an answer when Tucker roughly pulled his head back and stared at him.
“There’s something you need to know about me,” Tucker said to him.
Lucas licked his lips and audibly swallowed. “What?”
“I can be a bit rough in bed. Rochelle loved me, and I know at times I . . .”
Lucas stopped him by covering his lips. “I don’t need you to be gentle with me.”
He moved Lucas’ fingers from his lips. “Stop me now, Lucas. I won’t be angry if you tell me to leave right now.”
That was his out. Tucker was giving him a chance to stop all this and go back to the way things used to be. Lucas didn’t want that. Leaning forward he kissed Tucker as his answer. He didn’t want to stop; he didn’t know what was going to happen the next day, but he didn’t care because he wanted to live in that moment.
“I have lube,” he told Tucker.
“Get it,” he ordered.
Lucas reached over and got a bottle from his nightstand and handed it to Tucker, then lay on his back. The large man looked at the bottle, nodded and threw it on the bed.
"I want to touch you all over," Lucas said reaching out to lightly trace the tip of his fingers over Tucker's hard muscledabs.
"I'm all yours," Tucker said holding his arms out.
Lucas took in a shaky breath letting his fingers roam over Tucker's body taking in each perfection and imperfection of his body. His hands traveled down to Tucker's muscular legs bypassing his thick, weeping cock. He couldn't help but stare at it feeling mesmerized.
"Touch me," Tucker ordered. Lucas looked up at him and gasped at the expression on his face. "Go on, touch me."Lucas looked back to Tucker's cock, precum pooling at the head, he licked his lips wondering how the other man might taste or even feel in his mouth. Slowly he took a hand offTucker's leg and lightly gripped his cock.Fuck, he's big.Lucas' fingers barelytouched. "Squeeze me a little tighter." Lucas did as he was told. "Yeah, just like that," Tucker grunted and started moving his hips, fucking Lucas' hand.
He enjoyed the small bout of power he had over the other man. He looked up at Tucker whose head was thrown back and his eyes closed. Lucas guided his other hand up to Tucker's nipple pulling and tweaking it. Tucker groaned as his hand came down on his shoulder. Without taking his eyes off the taller man, Lucas leaned forward and licked the head of Tucker's cock, watchingas his body spasmed just a bit. Loving the reaction he got, he did it again; this time sucking the entire head into his mouth.
"Oh, fucking hell," Tucker yelled. Lucas smiled as best he could, moving his lips down, taking Tucker's cock inch by inch or as much as he could into his mouth. "Yeah, that's it, suck my fucking rod, baby." Tucker's fingers carded through his hair before grabbing the sides of his head stopping his movements. "Relax your mouth."
Lucas followed his instructions without question. Tucker fucked his mouth, using his saliva as lubricant. His animalistic groaning was turning Lucas on more than he could have imagined. He closed his eyes loving the feel of Tucker's cock on his tongue gliding in and out of his mouth, hitting the back of his throat. It was an intimacy he never thought he would experience. Tucker's fingers tightened then pulled his head back, his cock slipped from Lucas' mouth. He looked up at Tucker who was breathing heavy, his thumb rubbing Lucas' lips.
"Fuck, your mouth is dangerous."
"I take it I did a good job."
“Roll over on your stomach and flatten your palms against the headboard,” was Tucker's answer.
Lucas smirked but did as he was told. “I was right about you.”
Tucker lay on top of him as he whispered a question in Lucas’ ear. “Yeah, what were you right about?”
For a second, he forgot what was asked because of how good Tucker’s weight felt on top of him. He shivered feeling the other man's erection pressing between his butt cheeks, precum pooling on the base of his back. He groaned when Tucker whispered the question in his ear as his lips grazed over his skin.
“You like being in control.”
If he had more to say, it was pushed from his thoughts when he felt the rigidness of Tucker’s erection gliding between his cheeks, and Tucker’s teeth sinking into his shoulder blade.
Gods, is this what Tyler meant when he said he needed to feel owned by Ethan?There was an intimate connection happening between him and Tucker that transcended on a completely different level. The more Tucker ground his hips; the more Lucas pushed his own erection into the mattress.
“I need to feel more,” he said between panted breaths. “I want to feel you inside of me.”
“I want you so bad,” Tucker whispered in his skin while peppering kisses on his back.
He looked over his shoulder and their eyes connected. “Youhave me.”
They stared at each other for a few seconds before their lips touched in the most passionate kiss they’d shared all night. They separated slowly, and Tucker went to his knees, and Lucas heard the sound of the bottle opening.
