He turned his head, kissing my palm, and rose to his feet. He wasn’t giving me the BJ I’d asked for, but I didn’t care when he dipped his head to catch my mouth with his. I wrapped my arms around his neck and returned the kiss, reveling in the taste of his mouth and the slick dance of his tongue with mine.
He sank his fingers into my hair and jerked my head into position, kissing me deep and hard, every bit as desperate as I was.
I lowered my hand, rubbing him through his jeans, until he groaned into my mouth. “Fuck. I need more.”
“Mm, but we’re taking our time,” I taunted.
“Using my own words against me,” he said, panting as I bent and nibbled along his collarbone. “Cruel.”
I drew his nipple between my teeth and tugged it until he rasped out a needy groan and said, “Fuck it.”
He grabbed my waist and tossed me onto the bed. I laughed as I bounced into the center, and then there was no time to think. He was on me, still dressed in his jeans, kissing and sucking a line of fire down my chest, over my ribs, and across my hips. He licked just below my belly button, making me suck in my gut, then grabbed the waistband of my briefs with his teeth and tugged it down.
It caught on my cockhead, and I lowered my hand to help him, but Bryson caught my wrist and pinned it to the mattress. I lay there, quivering with need and impatience, as he slowly,slowlygot the fabric over my hard, leaking dick using only his mouth.
“I’m going to kill you,” I said, body arching with need.
He grinned and dipped down to swirl his tongue over the tip of my cock. “But then you couldn’t fuck my mouth.”
I shuddered. He made a good point.
Instead of doing as promised, though, he sat back and looked me up and down, bottom lip caught between his teeth. “Sorry to say, Silas, my memory didn’t live up to the reality at all. You’re even sexier than I remembered.”
I let loose a gust of air. “I’m about to be more violent than you remember, too.” I grabbed his arm and tugged him over me. “Get out of those jeans, Bryson Larkin. Before I rip them off your body.”
“Ooh, sounds fun.”
I pinched his side, and he yelped and rolled away. “Okay, no more violence. I’ll do anything you want!”
I grinned. “That’s more like it.”
He lifted his hips and shoved his jeans down, kicking them off and tossing them aside, then stripped off his boxer briefs and socks.
Once he was as naked as me, I crawled over him. “Now, we can get to the good stuff.”
He wrapped a hand around the nape of my neck and pulled me into another kiss. He coasted his other hand down my back and caressed my ass, much as he had in the store.
He pulled me down against him, our cocks bumping between us, sending out flares of pleasure.
“Want you,” he murmured. “So much.”
I rocked against him, but there was too much friction for us to get off that way.
“I need lube,” I said.
“Use my mouth.” He grabbed my waist and tugged me forward until my knees were on either side of his shoulders.
“Only if you let me play, too.”
He blinked. “Uh, what?”
I turned around, swinging my leg over his head and repositioning so that my mouth was above his thick erection. I wasted no time teasing, just bent over and engulfed his cock in my mouth.
Bryson groaned and clutched my ass tight. I sucked him deeper with a pleased hum. I’d been craving his taste ever since our first time together.
Bryson’s hands clamped on my hips and tugged me down, right into his waiting mouth. Wet heat surrounded my aching dick, and I moaned and sucked him harder.
He groaned and bucked, driving his cock deeper into my throat. I shoved his hips down, using my strength to keep him where I wanted him.
