“I want you in me now, Sin,” he panted. Kreed’s breath hitched, and his grip tightened. Aaron smiled at Kreed’s reaction. Just knowing he could cause that kind of response with no more than a few words was a heady feeling. He loved the way Kreed’s nickname danced in his mouth and rolled so easily off the tip of his tongue.
Sin… Tempting, illicit, seductive. It fit the man so well. From the minute his eyes had locked with Kreed’s in the airport, Aaron had known sex with this guy would be like a drug, intense and addicting. He’d be hooked from the first taste. So far he’d been right. He craved Kreed, even though sex with the deputy marshal could lead him down the path to possible ruin. He’d tried to resist, for everyone’s sake, but Aaron really couldn’t find it in himself to care at the moment.
Kreed held him close as they tumbled down onto the king-size mattress. His back hit the cool material of the sheets, contrasting deliciously with the heated wall of man pressing into his front. Kreed’s body lay half on his and half not as they continued to probe each other’s mouths with their tongues. Kreed abruptly pulled back from the kiss.
“Fuck! The condoms.” Kreed jumped off the bed with a curse, then leaned back over for a peck to the lips. “Hold that thought, church boy. I’ll be right back,” Kreed said breathlessly, before rushing out of the room.
“What the…?” Aaron’s brain played catch-up as he propped up on his elbows to watch the doorway. Damn it, as the man had done at Jace’s house, it was full steam ahead one minute and brick wall the next. He was starting to worry Kreed had changed his mind again, but the deputy marshal bounded back into the bedroom, waving condoms and lube in the air before jumping on the bed.
“They were in the hall.” Kreed’s grin lifted at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes twinkled with wickedness as he dropped the bottle and foil packets on the bed. “Now, where were we?” Kreed crawled on top of him, picking up right where they’d left off. The deputy marshal kissed him deeply, their cock’s rubbing and bumping hard, creating the perfect amount of friction as their bodies slid together.
“You were gonna fuck me.” Aaron rolled his hips and ground them into Kreed’s groin as he slowly licked across Kreed’s lips. He slid his hands down Kreed’s back and over the taut globes of his ass before gripping them. A low growl rumbled from Kreed’s chest. Their mouths fused together, locked in a sizzling kiss. Aaron mapped the muscles of Kreed’s body with his hands as they rutted desperately against each other. After several minutes, Kreed broke from the kiss, trailed his lips over Aaron’s cheek then nipped at his lobe.
“Gonna take care of you, sweetheart. Give you what you need.”
Aaron melted at Kreed’s words. He loved Kreed’s nicknames for him and that one just might be the most endearing.
“Promises, promises,” Aaron managed as Kreed’s full weight rocked between his thighs. Aaron groaned and lifted his hips, pushing his groin up against Kreed in an effort to spur him on. He wrapped his legs around Kreed’s waist and ground hard as he squeezed his thighs together.
“So demanding.” Kreed chuckled and kissed his neck. Hot breath fanned across Aaron’s skin as their cocks slid roughly against each other, pre-come wetting the tips. Kreed dragged his tongue along Aaron’s collarbone then dipped his dark head to suck a nipple into his mouth to flick the ring with that talented tongue.
Hell fire! Kreed wasn’t playing fair. He’d always had sensitive nipples; that’s why he’d gotten them pierced, but nothing had ever compared to the friction of Kreed’s tongue sending currents of need straight to his already-aching balls.
“Fuck yes. Harder. Bite me.” Aaron spread his thighs wider and slid his fingers through Kreed’s hair, gripping tightly before urging that mouth against his chest. Kreed licked across his nipple, took the ring between his teeth and tugged before nipping, then blowing a cool breath across his wet, stinging skin.
“More.” He was being a needy bitch. He knew it. He usually wasn’t so open about what he wanted, but it had been forever since he’d had sex and the stakes felt higher. His need pushed him; he didn’t have time to be shy. He wanted to come, so it was all or nothing tonight.
Aaron slid his hand down Kreed’s body to wrap it around that hot dick, hoping the touch would move things along. Not surprisingly, Kreed quickly slapped his hand away. The deputy marshal clearly enjoyed torture with all the self-restraint he’d used at keeping them apart to this point.
“Not tonight, church boy. It’ll be over before we even start if you do that.” Kreed’s hand lifted to Aaron’s other nipple, toying with the piercing, before sliding down his stomach and wrapping around his dick, stroking him. The deputy’s tongue followed the same path his hand had taken. Kreed’s lips pressed against his hipbone, nuzzling and nipping. Kreed lay between his legs and used the hand not wrapped around his cock to hold his thigh in place as he nosed the spot between his hipbone and groin.
Aaron lifted his head to watch Kreed stroke him. Desire simmered in his eyes as he licked a path from his hip, down the line of his inner thigh before sucking his balls in that wicked mouth. Kreed mouthed his sac then licked up the underside of his dick. His soft tongue swiped across Aaron’s crown right before he swallowed his dick down to the root.
“Oh fuck.” Aaron’s fingers twisted in Kreed’s hair as warm moist heat engulfed him. “God, so fucking good.” Aaron’s eyes rolled back in his head as he closed them and arched up into that hot wicked suction to fuck Kreed’s mouth. Aaron held Kreed’s head tightly and pushed his prick to the back of that throat over and over. And holy hell, the sexy man took everything he gave him.