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I had no idea, but I couldn’t get enough of him. I wanted to crawl on top of him, spread his legs, and bury my throbbing cock in his tight hole. The memories of the last time I’d been inside him had me growling, but I knew I couldn’t be rough. I couldn’t just take him without any thought the way my body was pushing me to do. I cupped his face and leaned back, holding him still as he tried to chase after my lips.
“Atlas,” Wy whispered.
He wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled me in for another kiss, and lightning zipped through my body. Wy’s scent—the fresh tang of cologne and a hint of the soap he’d used to shower—tickled my nose. My cock jerked as he slid his fingers to the tie around my neck and began to loosen the knot.
With a growl, I threw back the blankets and slid off the bed. He opened his mouth, as if he was going to tell me to come back, but I eased my arms under him and carefully lifted. He grunted and carded his fingers into the hair on the back of my head before pulling me in for another kiss. A sense of power washed through me as I carried him to the chair, then gently settled him down onto it. He pulled back to frown at me, but rather than say anything, I shrugged off my suit jacket. I tugged on the tie, but before I could do anything with it, he leaned up to lift it over my head, then twined the fabric around his fingers.
There was a delicious bulge in his sweatpants, and I went to my knees so I could bury my face against it. He groaned as I teased my nose along the firm ridge. I slid my fingers up along his sides and raised his shirt to skim them against the soft skin. He let me strip him to the waist, and I licked the ridges of his abs.
“Atlas,” he sighed out, not quite begging, but the note in his voice made me want to give him anything he needed. I grabbed the hem of his pants and boxers and tugged them down at the same time. He helped with his good leg, raising his ass into the air, and I did the rest of the work. A strange giddy joy swept through me as I tugged the sock off his left foot, then carefully peeled the one from his right foot, leaving him beautiful and naked on the leather chair. I kissed lightly above the bandage on his knee.
My mouth went dry as I ran my hands along his thighs and stared up at him. His cock curved toward his abs, the tip glistening with precum. He reached out and slid his fingers through my hair, and I grinned at him.
“What are you doing?” Wy asked. His mouth fell open and he sucked in a deep breath as I grasped his cock and tilted it toward my lips. With a wink, I bent forward.
“You don’t know?” I smirked.
He let out a breathless chuckle that turned into a groan when I finally took him into my mouth. The taste of him—homey as the cocoa and the scent of bread in the air—hit my tongue and made me vibrate all over. I sucked, trying to get every drop, and he whimpered and thrust as much as he could, using his uninjured leg to move. I opened up and let him own my mouth with shallow thrusts that nudged the back of my throat each time he slid between my lips. When his whimpers became frantic, I began to bob my head, doing the work, and he collapsed back against the chair with a small whine.
“Get your clothes off. I want you,” Wy said, voice a rough rasp that barely reached my ears.
The needy shiver in his words made sparks dance on my cockhead. Pulling back, I stroked my hand up his shaft, then swirled my thumb around his slit. His hips stuttered and he bared his teeth in a sexy grimace.
“We can do this,” I said, still toying with him.
He shook his head hard. “Want you. Need you... Captain.” The sassy smirk he gave me made the hair on the back of my arms stand on end.
Well, fuck.Who was I to argue with that?
My planning was shortsighted. His bottom lip jutted out as I hopped to my feet to rush around the bed to the nightstand and snag out the lube. I stripped as I walked, so by the time I was back to Wy, I was completely naked, and there was no hiding that I was just as turned on with all this as him. He was fucking sexy, especially wrecked this way.
Wy snagged the lube from me, and I didn’t stop him, curious about what was going through his head. He gestured me closer, and I bit my bottom lip as he popped the top on the tube and drizzled cool liquid along my cock. The sensation made me shiver, but he smoothed the lube all over me—guess that solved the question of what exactly he wanted. When he was done coating me, he slid his hand down and gave his cock a couple of tugs. He tossed the lube and tried to stand on his own. I got the hint and helped him.
It took a little maneuvering, but I ended up on the chair with him balanced in front of me on his uninjured leg. He turned around so that his perky ass was in my face, and I couldn’t help it. I leaned forward and nuzzled between his cheeks, swiping my tongue over his hole. I stopped when he moaned and wavered, his leg going shaky.
“Now. I want your dick in me now,” Wy said, reaching back to grasp my hair. The slight burn as he pulled and yanked my head up sent a zing of pleasure through my stomach to my balls.
“So romantic,” I said with a laugh.
“Are we romantic?” he asked, and there was a vulnerability in the question that knocked me for a loop and made my throat feel tight.
Instead of answering out loud, I nibbled on his asscheek, enjoying the sensation of the muscle springing between my teeth. He tugged on my hair again, and I leaned back, bracing his hips with my hands.
“Just sit on me.” I planted a kiss at the base of his spine. “Go slow.”
Between the two of us, I was able to lower him down into more or less the right spot, and when he braced his hands on the arms of the chair, I dropped one hand to my dick and lined up with his hole. He let out a long breath as he sank down on me. Fuck, the squeeze of his body was perfect. I growled when halfway through he dropped hard onto my lap, enveloping me in heat.
“Shit,” he hissed, resting his head back on my shoulder.
“You okay?” I asked, between sucking in deep breaths to keep from doing anything that might hurt him. The urge to roll my hips was eating away at my sanity.
He nodded. “Fuck me.”
Snickering, I nipped his earlobe, and he shuddered in my arms, squirming on my cock. The joy that blasted through my chest and sank into my groin eroded my willpower. I shoved my cock the slightest bit deeper into him.
He whimpered. Fuck, he was beautiful with his cheeks flushed and sweat making the dark hair at his temples damp.
“Let me take care of you,” I said, then sucked roughly on his neck underneath his ear.
