“Take them off.” Deacon’s gaze rakes over me, lingering on the tent in my pants before moving up to my eyes. Maneuvering off his lap, I watch as he sits up and grabs the back of his shirt, pulling it off before he drops it next to mine. I’m captivated by the expanse of his chest and arms, his tanned skin and the smattering of hair. I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on in my life. “Now, Tanner.”
The command elicits a whole-body shiver as I push my jeans to the floor before stepping out of them and taking off my socks.Deacon’s head dips with approval before his fingers deftly undo his belt and jeans, lifting his hips to slide the fabric down his thighs.
His boxer briefs are a simple cotton but they’re molded to him, his cock barely contained as he grasps it and stares at me.
Holy shit.
“Get over here.”
I should probably put up more of a fight over his caveman-like statements, but I asked for this…asked him to push me when I’m too far in my head.
I asked him to take control.
Easing back over his lap, I groan, precum already soaking the fabric of my boxers even before his hand dips under the elastic band to cup my bare ass cheek.
“Too much?” Deacon murmurs when I suck in a breath, his palm rough against my skin as he massages and squeezes.
“No. It feels good. I’m just… I think I’m going to come in like two seconds,” I blurt out as I rock against him, nothing but a thin layer between us. The rush of sensation is enough to make my lips part on a moan, the rightness of this moment settling over me like a sign thatthisis what I’ve been waiting for.
He chuckles softly, the vibration lighting me up everywhere we touch as he pulls himself from his boxers and strokes up and down his length. The sight of him has me nearly drooling, his cock long and hard and absolutelyperfect.
Jesus.
I didn’t know it could be like this.
“Give me your mouth.”
I do as he says, crashing my lips over his with teeth nipping and tongues clashing. It’s hot and messy and I feel my hips trying desperately to increase the friction because I need to get off. Reaching between us, I pull my cock out and moan into thekiss, his fingers digging into my ass cheek before teasing closer to my crease.
Oh my God.
“Deacon.”
“What do you need, Sweetheart?”
I whimper, the endearment now making my heart soar, all doubt erased by the way he’s trying to consume me.
Own me.
Pleasure me.
“Make me come.”
His touch short-circuits my brain. His roughened palm sliding along my sensitive skin is enough to send me over the edge, but I hang on because I want to remember this moment.
This feeling.
I want to hold on to it forever.
24
DEACON
Inearly blow my load the second Tanner’s dick rubs against mine, even before my palm wraps around us both. What we’re doing should feel juvenile—two grown men rutting together like teenagers on a couch—but I’m confident I’ve never experienced anything hotter in my entire life.
Casual sex is fine and sometimes it’s great, but nothing compares tothis.I’m glad we’ve been taking our time because I’ll remember this moment for as long as I live.
Tanner’s gaze is fixed on the space between us as he tries to fuck harder into my hand. He’s wild and we’re not even fully naked. Any reservations I’d had about pushing him are long gone as he licks and sucks at the column of my throat.
