“Ahhh, fuck,” Sway groaned.
Brian seemed to like his responses, because the languid teasing eased, and the flat of Brian’s tongue grazed over his nipple, then he latched on hungrily. Sway grunted and clutched a handful of Brian’s hair. “Yesssss.” Brian stayed there a long time. Ravishing Sway’s pecs, his abs, and even his ribs. Brian left no area undiscovered. It was as if he was mapping every erogenous zone Sway had. Especially the ones he didn’t know he had… like in the crease of his thigh.
Brian looked up at him with those suspenseful eyes. Eyes that possessed him.
‘You taste good, baby,’ Brian mouthed.
Sway bit his bottom lip as Brian went even lower, bypassing his straining cock and going straight for his balls. He sucked one into his mouth, then the other. Sway was inclined on the pillows and had a very good visual of Brian’s face between his quivering thighs and his scorching mouth full of Sway’s sac. I won’t last like this. Sway pressed his head into the pillow and squeezed his eyes closed. His hands were shaky but gentle on Brian’s head. His man didn’t need any help or instruction. Sway was already a goner.
Brian grunted aggressively against Sway’s sac, the powerful vibration making Sway jerk and cry out. A firm hand gripped his chin and directed his head back down. Brian wanted eyes on him and only him.
Fuck, okay, baby. Sway cracked his eyes open and tried to show Brian the emotion he was feeling.
Brian looked satisfied and got back to work. Sway arched dramatically when Brian finally engulfed his length and took him all the way down until his nose was buried deeply in the light brown hairs around his cock. Sway could only imagine what he sounded like, but he could care less. Brian’s mouth was a sin. He loved that he could take all of him. Not that Sway was that well-endowed, but he wasn’t exactly ashamed at what God gave him.
‘So good.’
Sway preened. He wanted his boyfriend to enjoy him, he wanted to be enough for this amazing man, and that meant not only satisfying his emotional cravings but sating his physical ones too. It was their first time since that night and Sway still felt as if he owed Brian for how he’d left things. Only he didn’t know when he was supposed to jump in and take the reins, because Brian was in control of it all.
“Ahhhh.” Sway bucked when Brian swallowed around his head. “I can’t last.” Spit dripped down his sex, over his balls, wetting the sensitive nerves around his hole. Brian had him so moist, his hot saliva coating him, slicking him. Brian moved his fist up and down while his talented mouth worked the head. Sway whined, his forehead creasing with focus. “Oh my God.”
Brian slurped nosily and swallowed Sway’s dick again. The sounds, slickslickslick, coupled with Brian’s ravenous growls, were downright obscene and hot as fire.
“Fuckfuckfuck! Not yet.” Sway hurried to pull Brian’s mouth off him. “I’ma’ come.”
Brian reluctantly eased up on Sway’s dick, only to set his sights on something else. He began to massage Sway’s hole until he was begging for him to push that thick finger inside. Damn, had he always been so vocal in bed? He couldn’t remember.
“I’m ready now,” Sway lied after Brian only had up to the first knuckle inside his underused hole.
Brian climbed up Sway’s body, pressing in deeper. Sway clamored for Brian’s mouth as soon as he was in kissing range. His urgent need was evident, and so was Brian’s, if that rock-hard pipe digging into Sway’s upper thigh was any indication. Brian might’ve been able to remain composed on the outside—his years of SEAL training had taught him well—but Sway could see the storm whirring inside him, reflected in his eyes. Brian was adamant about making this perfect.
Brian’s eyes almost rolled to the back of his head when he pushed two fingers all the way inside, marveling at the delicious constriction. They’d both confessed to not being with anyone else since their last time and Brian believed it. Sway was unforgivably tight. The sounds he made were a symphony to Brian’s ears. He almost wished he could record it and make a soundtrack to play when the nights without Sway got lonely.
“Ahhh, yeah, Brian,” Sway cried when Brian went deeper. “Right there.”
Mmmmm. That’s it, baby? That your sweet spot right there. Brian grazed Sway’s prostate again, this time stealing the indecent moan with a searing kiss. He licked inside Sway’s mouth as his pretty lips hung open in ecstasy.
“You… damn, honey. In. G-good. Brian…. You.” Sway’s broken words didn’t make sense, but his body’s language did. His hole was stretched and hot. Pulsing, ready to be filled.
‘I can’t wait anymore.’
“No. No waiting,” Sway moaned.
Sway watched him with a fascination he’d never seen. Sway was mesmerized. He responded and played right into Brian’s hands. Understanding his language, reading his lips, hearing his words without him having to voice them. Brian held Sway close, but he didn’t tuck his head into his favorite place—behind Sway’s ear. He’d waited too long for another taste and he hadn’t planned to miss a single minute. Not one wrecked look on Sway’s beautiful face while he pleasured him. Brian tore open a condom and rolled it on, watching Sway’s reaction cautiously. Sway spread his thighs wider as Brian added a generous amount of lube to his already spit-drenched hole.