“That works.” Edgard’s breath caught when Trevor’s callused hands roamed over his chest and belly while that hot mouth attacked his left nipple, stopping to trace the tattoo on his left pectoral. He chanced a quick look at Chassie to see she’d started stroking herself.
Trevor sucked and bit and used his skilled tongue on Edgard’s upper body, knowing the places that made him moan, made him hard and made him beg. Keeping his sexy blue-eyed gaze on Edgard’s, he kissed down his torso. He stopped when the wet tip of Edgard’s c**k bumped his chin. “Tell me what you want.”
“Take me deep in your throat and hold me there. Like I had Chassie do to you.”
A half-growl rumbled from Trevor a second before he sucked Edgard’s c**k into his mouth. Each bob of Trevor’s head pulled the shaft deeper. The tip bumping his soft palate, gliding back over his tongue and teeth, then past the gag reflex until his full lips circled the root of Edgard’s cock. “I love it when you’re on your knees and my dick is buried in your mouth.”
Trevor swallowed in response.
Edgard groaned. “Again.”
He complied. Then he released Edgard’s c**k slowly. “Scoot to the edge.”
The instant Edgard moved, Trevor sucked Edgard’s sac. That deep suctioning tug caused Edgard to moan. Then that wicked tongue slipped down and back to lap at his ass**le. “Jesus.”
“You love this.” Trevor teased the pucker with wet swirls before pushing his tongue into the hole, f**king him with short jabs.
“God. Damn.”
Trevor slid his hands up Edgard’s thighs. “Turn around and brace your hands on the coffee table. I need a better angle.”
Edgard stood on shaking legs, widening his stance as Trevor grabbed hold of each butt cheek, squeezing and caressing as he tongued him straight to heaven.
“You two should see how hot you look during a rim job. So f**kin’ sexy. Gets me off every time.” The buzz of the vibrator got louder.
Trevor didn’t pause at all in his licking, tongue thrusting and the soft smooches. He just drove Edgard out of his f**king mind with the erotic way his mouth worked him.
Chassie gasped and emitted a series of breathy moans, her eyes locked on them as she masturbated herself to orgasm.
Then Trevor’s lips followed the crack of Edgard’s ass, up his spine, to his nape. Edgard loved the feel of Trevor’s full weight on him, pinning him down. Trevor pushed his erection between Edgard’s balls and rubbed their cocks together.
“You sure you don’t want me to f**k you?” Trevor murmured in his ear.
“Later. Grab the lube.”
Trevor lifted up, giving Edgard one hip slap before moving.
“You want me to use that crop on you, Trev?”
He laughed. “You’d have to wrestle me for it and we both know how that always turns out. Where are we doin’ this?”
When he turned around, holding the lube, Edgard was right there. “On the floor. I want rug burns on your knees so you remember who put them there.”
A dark look entered Trevor’s eyes. “Like I could ever forget, amigo. Who you are to me, what you do to me. Inside and out.”
“Sweet words won’t get you sweet lovin’, my man.” Edgard kissed him hard and snatched the lube. “Hands and knees.”
Trevor dropped to the carpet. Edgard heard Chassie move behind them. He squirted a generous amount of lube on his fingers and coated his cock. He reached out and smacked Trevor’s ass. “Tilt your hips up.”
“And you called me Mr. Bossy,” he said to Chassie, who’d perched on the edge of the coffee table, vibrator in hand, to watch.
Chassie snorted. “You love it when he’s like this.”
“So do you,” he pointed out.
Edgard added more lube to his fingers and smeared it around Trevor’s ass**le. Pushing one finger inside, he rubbed the tip across Trevor’s prostate as his mouth worshiped Trevor’s strong back. He loved the way the muscles bunched and relaxed beneath his tongue and teeth. He loved that beneath Trevor’s musky scent, Edgard could still smell Chassie on his skin.
“How long you gonna tease me?” Trevor demanded.
“As long as I want.” More lube, another finger, and Edgard was about to burst out of his skin with the need to get inside that tight ass.
He poised his c**k at the soft pucker and said, “I wanna hear you as I f**k you,” and rammed his c**k deep on the first thrust.
Trevor groaned.
“That’s it.” His balls swung forward with every hard snap of his hips. Feeling the squeeze of that narrow passage as he withdrew completely. Circling the tip around that stretched opening and slamming in fully over and over.
Edgard curled his hands around Trevor’s shoulders to give himself leverage. He canted his hips, dragging his c**k over Trevor’s prostate on every pass.
And his man loved it rough like this. He made masculine-sounding whimpers, but they were whimpers nonetheless.
Edgard looked down, watching his c**k pounding into Trevor’s ass. And what an ass. Round, high and firm. The man filled out a pair of Wranglers and then some.
He tried to stave off his orgasm, because it felt so f**king good. He layered his chest to Trevor’s back. His pelvis pumping, his mouth grazing Trevor’s ear. “I can go another ten minutes if I slow down and have my hips do all the work.”
“No, goddamn you. I wanna hear you come. I want the satisfaction of knowing what I do to you.”
Edgard grinned and licked the shell of his ear. “I lied. I’ll be lucky if I last another ten seconds as I’m about to blow. Are you hard again?”
“Fuck yes. Every time you do that...” Trevor’s words were lost on a moan as Edgard did the twisting maneuver with his hips anyway.
A sheen of sweat covered them both. Edgard wanted to flip Trevor on his back, push his legs up by his ears and look into his gorgeous face as he pumped into him. But his orgasm was too close. His need too sharp this first time.
He pushed upright again and gripped Trevor’s waist, pulling his body back to meet every hard thrust. “Chass,” he panted. “Be ready.”
“You should see his face, Edgard,” she said softly. “So lost to what you’re doin’ to him.”
That tipped him over the edge.
Trevor’s channel clamped down on Edgard’s c**k as he started to come. “Give it to me. Harder.”
He roared as he poured every bit of hot seed into Trevor until his balls were drained.