I close the distance, snatching his lips with mine and taking ownership of his mouth with a kiss. I close my eyes, throwing everything into it, the pent-up desire, the passion, and the burning weight of my fury. Letting go of his arms, I roam his body with my hands, running them down his sides to his hips, and around to his back before slipping beneath his pants and boxers to squeeze his ass. Devin growls when I jerk him towards me, and our dicks rub against each other beneath our clothes.
He runs one of his hands up the back of my shirt and tangles the other in my hair. Drawing him away from the wall, I back us toward my bed. It crosses my mind that I’m about to sleep with the enemy, but the need to feel his body beneath mine as I strip away his power has me rock hard and ready for him. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I allow him to remove my shirt, and watch as he tugs his shirt and jacket off, leaving both of us shirtless. Leaning forward, I run my tongue down that damn trail of hair to his boxers.
“Take it all off,” I order him.
With smoldering eyes focused on me the entire time, he complies by removing his shoes, and the rest of his clothes. His long, thick dick juts out from his hips, and I palm his ass, bringing him forward to stand in front of me, my face level with his pelvis. This time, I’m going to do the tasting.
I suck him into my mouth, bringing my head forward to take him deeply and the garbled sound he makes has me chuckling around his length.
“Fuck, Ethan, Your mouth,” Devin gasps.
His sentences fracture as he tightly fists my hair in his grip, but I’m not finished with him yet. I move my head back and replace his dick with my fingers, sucking and licking them as he watches hungrily. As I slide my mouth down his length again, I trail a hand down the back of his thighs and back up to his ass, squeezing one of the fleshy globes in my palm and then dip my wet fingers into the seam to tease his asshole. With my mouth full of his dick, I swallow around while simultaneously pressing my two fingers inside of him. Devin’s hiss of pain and pleasure makes my dick jump in my sweats, and I slowly ease my head back, dragging my tongue along his shaft as I leisurely begin to fuck his ass with my fingers. I’ll use lube when it comes to fucking him with my cock—maybe, but for now he can take a bite of the pain he very much deserves at my hands.
“Fuck, that feel so good. Goddamn it, Ethan. Shit,” Devin curses when I deepthroat him and hit his prostate at the same time.
I continue sucking him off until I feel his dick start to twitch and grow even harder in my mouth. Withdrawing my fingers, I ease back and give him a last swipe with my tongue while I stare up into his lust-glazed eyes and grin smugly at him when his expression flickers with disappointment at my refusal to make him come.
I stand up and kiss him. Successfully catching him off guard, I spin him around and push him forward so he’s bent over the bed. I quickly lower my sweats and kick them off. Then I move to grab a condom and lube in my bedside drawer, but when I turn back to him I see the smug bastard sitting up with a devious smirk on his handsome face.
Chapter Nineteen
Devin
I stare up at Ethan, raking my eyes over his naked body as he stands in front of me, and admire every plane and inch of his skin. His tattoo extends up to the top of his arm and the tendrils of ink extend beyond that, presumably for him to expand it if he wishes. I’d love to explore the intricate designs etched onto his skin, but right now I’d rather let him explore me. I snatch the condom from his hand and remove it, slowly rolling it up his cock and sheathing it in latex. I watch him squeeze some of the lube onto his fingers and rub it down the length of him. Painstakingly slowly he slathers every inch of his gorgeous cock before he grabs my thighs and lifts my legs, bending them at the knee and forcing me to fall back onto the bed.
He proceeds to rub the excess lube on my hole, dipping inside and stretching me wider. I’m quivering with anticipation, panting and already needy for more. Neither of us says a word, and I exhale slowly when he lines up his cock and pushes the head inside. An evil grin lights up his face, and I barely have time to take another breath when he penetrates me to the hilt.
“Fuck!” I curse, gritting my teeth and breathing shallowly.
“I warned you,” he grunts, withdrawing and slamming back in.
I’m seeing stars, and my skin is already covered in a light sheen of sweat from the mind-blowing combination of pain and sweet pleasure he’s bestowing on me. I fist my cock, but he slaps my hand away.
“Don’t fucking touch it,” he warns, eyes flashing, and heat travels though my body at the intensity of his glare.
I grab his arms, pulling him down over me so I can kiss him, and he jerks roughly inside of me hitting my prostate. I let out a surprised moan and grip his arms tighter. If he keeps that up, I won’t need to make myself come, he’ll force it from me with
