“Be patient, church boy. I’m definitely going to be in you. I promise.” Kreed flipped Aaron onto his stomach and swatted his ass, grinning when Aaron let out a surprised yelp.
“Ooh yes! I do like it when you make naughty promises.” Aaron immediately lifted his body off the bed as he scrambled to his hands and knees and positioned himself in front of Kreed.
“Why can’t I resist you?” Kreed stood at the edge of the bed, admiring the view—Aaron on all fours, begging to be taken. His palms slid over Aaron’s warm skin, caressing all that perfect flesh. He smoothed his hand along the globes of Aaron’s uplifted ass then down the back of his thighs and back up again. Beautiful. Aaron glanced back at him over his shoulder, a coy smirk playing across his lips.
“You are resisting! I’m waiting and you’re talking. Now stop talking and fuck me already,” came Aaron’s smartass reply. Kreed had to chuckle at the kid’s lack of patience.
“In due time. I’m going to savor this.” If he was breaking the rules, he was going to enjoy the ride. And he had no intention of rushing through any of it. He slowly nibbled his way down Aaron’s back and placed a tender kiss at the base of his spine, before spreading Aaron’s ass cheeks with his palms and licking across the pink pucker.
The heady scent of his musk and the feel of Aaron’s warm flesh against his tongue shot straight to Kreed’s dick. He slid his hands to the front of Aaron’s hips to draw him back to his mouth. Kreed kissed and mouthed Aaron’s hole. Aaron’s essence slid across his palate, sweeter and more addicting with every swipe of his tongue.
“Oh, God, Sin.” Aaron pressed his ass into Kreed’s face. Using his thumbs to hold Aaron open, Kreed pointed his tongue and began to fuck Aaron with it. After a few more prods and passes of his tongue, he pulled back and sucked his fingers into his mouth, wetting them. Kreed tapped softly at Aaron’s entrance with the pad of his index finger then lightly ghosted over the tender flesh before sliding inside. Quickly adding a second, then third, he started pumping them in and out of Aaron, enjoying the way they disappeared into Aaron’s body with little resistance.
“That’s it… Fuck yourself on my fingers,” Kreed growled, and Aaron rolled his hips, forcing the fingers deeper into his clenching passage. He pushed in even farther and twisted his wrist, curling his fingers before pulling back.
“I need more, Sin. Want to feel your cock stretching me. Please.” Aaron rocked forward and backward, impaling himself wantonly on Kreed’s digits.
Kreed pulled his fingers from Aaron’s ass, purposely scraping across that spot that made Aaron shudder and his ass contract.
“You’re so fucking evil,” Aaron murmured.
“And you love it,” Kreed chuckled as he opened the condom, his fingers twitching with anticipation. Just the thought of being balls deep in Aaron Stuart had him shaking with need. He had sworn he wouldn’t do this, would keep his professional distance, but damn it to hell, the kid pressed every button he had and in exactly the right order.
Kreed squeezed the lube along his dick and used his hand to spread it evenly over himself before aligning his length with Aaron’s entrance. Aaron swiveled his hips.
“Please,” Aaron groaned and pressed back. The friction of sliding his dick up and down Aaron’s crack caused him to shudder.
“Gonna fill you up, church boy.” His balls ached to be inside Aaron.
“I’m starting to think you’re all tal— Ahh fuck!” Aaron gasped when Kreed pressed forward, pushing past the outer ring of muscle, and slipped inside. Fire engulfed him. Aaron’s tightness held him like a glove as he sank deeper and deeper into heaven. He fought to keep on his feet and hold back his need to pound into the embracing heat.
“Feels so good. Tell me what you need.”
Aaron’s muscles clenched around him, drawing him deeper until his groin pressed tightly against Aaron’s ass.
“Fuck me, and I want to feel it for the next week.”
And he wanted to do just that. Kreed dug his fingers into Aaron’s hips and slowly started to move, pulling out until only the tip remained then sinking forward until their bodies meeting stopped him.
“Feel good?” He reached around to stroke Aaron’s erection, spreading the slick pre-come across the head then dipping his nail into the leaking slit.
“Fuuucck yes, Sin.” Aaron bucked into his fist.
When Aaron relaxed even more, he picked up the pace and began fucking him harder. His knees grew weak, his legs were wobbly like cooked spaghetti noodles, but he kept on pounding, his hips thrusting of their own accord. Kreed palmed Aaron’s neck, drawing him fully up on his knees and back against his chest. His fingers tightened on Aaron’s neck, holding him in place with his hand as he mouthed the salty skin just under his ear.
“I can’t last. Gonna come too fast,” he confessed against Aaron’s heated skin, his body moving in and out of Aaron. So fucking right. Kreed continued to stroke the thick cock in his hand in time with the frantic rhythm of his thrusts. Heavy pants and the sound of naked flesh slapping against naked flesh filled the room. Whatever this was with Aaron, he never wanted it to end. No other man could ever make him feel this out of control, this reckless with such purpose. He was helpless against this brilliant kid.
“You feel so good in me.” Aaron groaned and his hips stuttered as he pressed back, grinding on Kreed’s dick. Aaron’s hot channel gripped him like a fucking vise, making it hard to think.
“Need to see your face when you come. Please.” He released his hold on Aaron, and withdrew from his warmth. Aaron rolled to his back and scooted to the middle of the bed. Kreed followed him, stopping to bend forward and lick across the flat brown nipple then flick the nipple ring with the tip of his tongue. He fucking loved Aaron’s nipple rings.