As if he heard the thought, Saxon growled and pushed his tongue into Rick’s mouth. Kissing him deeper, making him shudder.
One of Rick’s hand’s let go of his shoulder and slipped between them, looking for Saxon’s dick, cupping it through his boxers.
Saxon pulled back from the kiss, his mouth hovering over Rick’s. “If you keep doing that, there will be no fucking.”
Rick’s answer got lost somewhere between his brain and his mouth. Instead, it turned into a gasp when Saxon put one hand down the back of his underwear, curving his large palm and long fingers around his ass to stroke over his hole.
Despite the warning, Rick squeezed his dick in retaliation. “You’re going to have to work to get inside me.”
“I’ll fit,” Saxon promised between kisses.
“I.. uh… ne-need…”
“What do you need? Tell me?”
Rick couldn’t stop the frustrated noise. “You, damn it.” He stroked his hand down the length of Saxon’s dick, feeling the outline of it. He wanted to see it, to stroke it with his hands. He would love to put his mouth on it, lick it, taste it, but he needed it inside him more.
Saxon ripped the bed clothes from between them and stripped them both with surprising efficiency. How was he able to function? Rick was barely able to do more than stroke his own dick as he watched Sax kicking off his boxers.
“Huh…?” How the hell did they get so naked so fast? Rick’s dick ached, it stood up, long and thick. Moving his hands out of the way, he moved to line it up with Saxon’s.
Saxon pulled Rick back into his arms and kissed him again. “I’m burning so hot for you, if you do that, we’re going to set the damn house on fire.”
He better not be planning on skipping foreplay.Rick had been serious before when he told Saxon he’d have to work to get inside him. He didn’t bottom often. Last time was with Saxon, almost a year ago. Time before last when they’d met up.
“Settle, I’ll take care of you.” Saxon pressed his body against him, rolling him until he was on his back, then he used one hand to tug at the nipple he’d worried before while the other traced the length of his dick with one finger. “I promise I won’t hurt you.”
“I hope like hell you have supplies?” Rick was going to murder him if he said no and that they would make do with some sort of cream or lotion. Given how long it had been for him, it would just be overly ouch and would kill the mood for sure. Today he was going to need all the lube.
“Right here.” Saxon nibbled on his neck while one hand searched in the dresser next to the bed for the lube. He dropped the bottle on the bed and put both hands under Rick’s ass to hold him in place while he scooted down the bed, his body rubbing along Rick’s dick as he went.
“Move faster,” Rick hissed.
“I thought you wanted me to go sl—”
Rick planted his feet on the bed near his ass, allowing his knees to fall open, and lifted his hips, showing his ass to Saxon. “Please.”
“Mmh.” Saxon reach for the lube, coating his fingers in the wet, slippery stuff before dropping it down behind Rick’s balls. He kissed him, sliding his tongue along the length of Rick’s dick as he used his fingers to work at his opening. Sinking in, twisting, and scissoring. Licking around the head of Rick’s dick, he opened his mouth to take it in deep, but Rick’s hands stopped him.
“No, I’ll come, and you’ll never fit.” He moved his hips, taking Saxon’s fingers deeper into his ass a couple of times. “It’s enough.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t,” Rick reassured him. “The burn will make me explode. I want you inside me when that happens.”
Saxon studied him for a heartbeat, checking to see if he meant it, before nodding and centering himself at Rick’s ass. Filling his hand with lube, he coated his dick. He bit down on his lip to stop the urge to stroke himself. If he did that, this was over, he’d come, and neither would have what they really wanted. He pushed forward a little, dipping his dick into Rick’s ass. He groaned and flexed his hips, pulling out then pushing inside a little farther.
Then he froze and pulled back, dragging a strangled moan from Rick. “Fuck, I’m sorry, I forgot the condom.”
“Get one.” How could he have forgotten a condom? They’d never had unprotected sex. He knew they were both up to date with health testing. Their jobs ensured it. But unprotected sex wasn’t a conversation they’d had yet. If Saxon decided now was the time to have it—Rick was going to murder him for the delay.
“Sorry,” Saxon said again, fumbling in the drawer. “We can stop if you want to.”
“Don’t be stupid,” Rick fisted his hands into the sheet under him. If Saxon mentioned stopping again, he may just punch him. It was better his hands had something to do… just in case. “Hurry.”
Saxon ripped open the package with his teeth and rolled it on over himself. His gaze was on Rick’s face; damn, the way his eyes looked at him like that filled with lust, want, and need, was making him crazy.
Rick stroked his dick, his hand sliding up and down, twisting around the head. He needed Saxon to take him. He knew he would enjoy every second of it, but the anticipation was killing him.
