Cash’s joggers and underwear were pushed low. So far down that they fell to his ankles on their own. Dev dropped to his knees, gripping the base of Cash’s shaft. The biker’s other hand reached for his sac, palming his balls tightly. Dev knew what he liked.
The maddening heat of Dev’s breath tickled the tip of his cock. It took everything in his power not to push his needy length straight into Dev’s mouth.
His knees went weak when Dev’s skilled tongue circled the tip of his cock. Their gazes connected seconds before Dev swiped his tongue over the bead of precome that formed there.
“My big boy,” Dev murmured and licked his lips as if Cash was a decadent treat to be cherished. “I want you to rail me with this motherfucker. Prep me with your tongue and nothin’ else.”
Cash’s fingertips came to his love’s jaw. His other hand swept away the hair falling into his handsome face. “I don’t like hurting you.”
“Fuck me hard. Claim me.” Dev used his tongue to guide Cash’s head into his mouth, lavishing the tip of his cock before popping it free. Cash’s legs shook from the buildup of watching Dev settle back on his heels, pull the bottle of lube from his back pocket, and place it by his knee.
=♥=
If truth be told, sucking Cash’s dick was Dev’s favorite pastime. Squatted down, thighs burning, jaws aching. Cash’s shaft in his fist, driving in and out of his mouth. Cash fought against his basic instinct to plow into Dev’s mouth, cutting off air by sliding down his throat.
Like every other time, Dev was so fucking turned on. Amped up to full blown, and ready to explode in one point five seconds flat. Instead of using his free hand to continue to toy with Cash’s balls, he released the buttons on his jeans and lowered the zipper. He pushed at the annoying denim to let his cock spring free.
Dev swallowed Cash, welcoming the sudden invasion inside his mouth. On the next pull, Cash hit the back of his throat. He’d never been happier to not have a gag reflex than right this minute. He liked to savor his blow jobs with Cash. The agent seemed to like it that way too. Always showing his appreciation in the way he responded so effortlessly to every taste, nip, or swipe of Dev’s tongue. They were so goddamn in sync.
“Don’t touch yourself,” Cash said. His voice was deep and dark, commanding. “Make it last. I wanna be in you when we come.”
Dev lifted his gaze but continued working Cash in and out of his mouth, swirling and sucking, teasing him to the brink.
He hollowed his cheeks, his lips chasing his fist down Cash’s length. He even obeyed Cash, not touching his own eager cock because the man was absolutely right, he’d come on the floor between his parted thighs. They both knew he was up for more. But if he came, he’d speed things along, and he didn’t want that right now.
With his gaze fixed on Cash, he took his lover’s sac in his hand, firmly rolling and twisting the balls in his palm. He kept his fist at the base of Cash’s cock and tightened his hold, guiding Cash deeper down his throat. He swore those green eyes flashed from his effort.
Cash’s fingers tightened in his hair, sinking deeper into his flesh. The hand at his jaw moved in such a way to encase Dev’s neck while the thumb continued to caress his cheek. It was a controlling move. One Dev used on Cash all the time.
The hand in his hair gripped Dev, pushing Cash’s cock even deeper inside his mouth. The unique look of love or lust, maybe both, on Cash’s face had Dev’s heart dancing. The five o’clock shadow that Cash rarely let shade his jaw had grown into a fuck-me-stubble. The focused green gaze, pursed full lips, and muscular chest just did it for Dev.
He squeezed Cash’s balls and gave control to Cash, letting his guy fuck his mouth with abandon. Cash was up for the task. His hips snapped as Dev worked at accepting breath whenever possible.
“Relax your jaw,” Cash murmured. It wasn’t a jaw issue, Cash’s broad head and thick shaft were only going to go down so far, but Dev tried, wanting to please Cash. The fraction of an inch he gained seemed to fuel Cash’s next few actions.
Cash’s strength overrode Dev’s, and holy hell, that was such a motherfucking turn on. In seconds flat, Cash had Dev yanked up enough to manhandle him over the workout bench as if he were nothing more than a rag doll.
An excited yelp escaped his lips when Cash roughly yanked his jeans down his ass. Dev parted his thighs as far as they could go, Dev’s hands and forehead pushed to the mat on the other side of the bench as his ass was positioned just the way Cash wanted.
It was coming. The sweet torture to his hole. Dev’s gaze riveted to the moment Cash’s knees hit the mat. His ass was spread apart. The minute Cash’s tongue licked across his rim, Dev closed his eyes and sketched the moment inside his head, committing every swipe to memory.
His cock leaked as Cash went to work, licking and nipping, spreading Dev’s cheeks farther apart to push his tongue past Dev’s rim.
Jesus Christ, what a motherfucking turn on. The world exploded into Technicolor fireworks behind his eyelids.
“Fuck yeah.” He loved the way Cash rimmed him. It was intimate and meaningful. A moment so deeply personal it connected him to Cash on the highest level. His body strummed. Cash’s prickly stubble scraped against his tender skin, adding just the right mix to make his hand seek his straining cock.
Cash licked around his opening, then tenderly bit Dev on the cheek as he lifted off his ass. “Don’t touch yourself. We come together.”
Dev hissed at the sting of Cash’s teeth and the cool breath against his heated skin. He clenched his fists, gripping the mat as he decided whether he was going to play along or give in to the release sprinting toward completion.
Truthfully, it didn’t fucking matter whether he touched himself or not, he was going to burst soon enough on his own. Cash went to work again. Heaven took over his world. “Fuck yeah. Punish me so good.” Dev’s body relaxed. His cheek rested on the padding of the mat.
Yeah, his release was on its way. Cash was a fucking marvel.
The joyfulness took a hard nosedive when Cash’s hand tightly gripped his hard length, squeezing.
“Nooo…” Dev pushed up, reaching for his cock, trying to dislodge the strong hold.
