Full Domain (Nice Guys 3)

The way Kreed watched him so expectantly made him want to shove his hands in his pants and relieve the pressure churning in his balls. Kreed was a fucking sight to behold as he removed his shirt; his dark nipples stood out against the lighter color of his skin. Aaron knew exactly how it felt to have them pebble against his tongue. There would be plenty of time for that after.

“You say all the right things, Deputy.” He began to move his hips in circles, catching the rhythm of the song in his movements, sliding his fingers along the top of his chino shorts. He turned his back to Kreed, letting him get an eyeful as he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his shorts and pushed them low on his hips.

“You’re so fucking hot.” Kreed’s gaze slid slowly up and down his body as Aaron turned around and stepped out of his shorts. That stare lingered on his cock then moved up to meet his eyes. “Very nice. Don’t stop on my account.”

Kreed watched him intently. He didn’t know what his deputy was thinking, but a smile teased the corners of his lips as Kreed unfastened his shorts and scooted them down far enough to put that gorgeous dick and balls on display.

Aaron’s mouth watered at the sight of Kreed’s erect length straining against his belly. Aaron ran his hands over his body while he danced, enjoying the effect he had on Kreed.

“I love the way you move. I could watch you for days. You undo me, make me insane with need.” Kreed’s words sent shivers of delight up his spine. The man always seemed to have everything under control, so calm, cool, and collected.

He stepped closer to Kreed, tugging slowly on his swollen prick as he continued to move his hips to the music and inch closer to the gorgeous sight before him.

“I fucking want you.” Kreed slid an arm around Aaron’s waist and pulled him back down to his lap. Aaron straddled him, his legs spread wide across Kreed’s thighs, their cocks bumping together as he used the sultry beat of the song to dance on Kreed’s lap. Kreed sucked two fingers into his mouth then reached around behind Aaron. The deputy marshal’s hand slid down his spine, and Aaron lifted his hips. With a dip of his head, he took Kreed’s mouth with his as Kreed pressed those slick fingers against his hole and then slipped in his ass.

“Mmm…” Aaron moaned into the kiss, their tongues dancing slow and measured then hard and demanding. He wiggled on the fingers in his ass then lifted himself off Kreed’s digits before sinking back down with agonizing slowness, then doing it all over again. His body quivered as Kreed’s long, firm fingers dragged along his passage.

“That’s it, baby. Need to be in you.” Kreed thrust his hand up with those words, driving Aaron to heaven with every brush of his prostate.

Aaron dropped down to meet Kreed’s flexing and twitching fingers, increasing the sensation inside. When Kreed withdrew his fingers, Aaron managed to somehow get his legs under him and stand, which was a miracle because his legs were fucking jelly.

After reaching into the pocket of his shorts, Kreed pulled two foil packets out and waved them in the air. Aaron grinned at that and stroked his dick harder. His ass clenched as he watched Kreed rip open the package and roll the condom on that beautiful, thick cock. He stood mesmerized as Kreed kicked his shorts off the rest of the way and crooked his finger at him.

“Want to feel you around me.”

Aaron wanted that too, as quickly as possible, so he turned around, situated himself between Kreed’s open thighs and bent forward, tilting his ass up, giving Kreed a good view of his backside. Kreed’s fingers ran down the crevice of his ass, sliding between his cheeks to tease and press against his hole.

“Fuck me,” Aaron groaned.

Strong fingers kneaded his ass then slid to his hips before pulling him back. Kreed held himself in the perfect position as Aaron spread his ass cheeks and sat back until the blunt head of Kreed’s cock pressed exactly where he wanted it. He lowered himself, working Kreed into his ass, lifting and lowering, enjoying the burn of being stretched and the pure bliss of being penetrated.

“So perfect.” He moaned as he sank down, driving Kreed’s cock deep. The sudden feeling of fullness drove him to grab his dick and tug.

“Son of a mother fucking bitch.” Kreed hissed and ran his hand up Aaron’s back to his neck, sliding long fingers against his scalp, curling them in his hair, then pulling his head back roughly. Sin bit and licked at his neck while making slow circles with his hips. Kreed’s dick moved deep inside him as he curled his toes into the sand and stroked himself. Fuck, this was so good, too good.

His back rested against Sin’s chest as he writhed to the music while Kreed fucked him. Kreed found his nipple and pinched, toying and tugging on the sensitive metal ring as he gave himself over to every pleasure Sin offered.

Kreed’s hand slid up, ghosting lightly over his collarbone, before those long fingers wrapped securely around his neck, and pressed his head against his lover’s shoulder. Aaron was held firmly in place while dominant fingers moved possessively against his jaw as Kreed ground up into him.

“You fuck me so good, church boy.” Kreed’s mouth pressed against his ear, and the hot puffs of breaths dancing across his skin turned him on even further.

Kreed moved a hand down Aaron’s torso to wrap strong fingers around his dick and grip him roughly before beginning to stroke. He squeezed his internal muscles, tightening and releasing Kreed’s dick as he took advantage of his position and bounced up and down, riding the cock in his ass.

“Agh…Fuck yes! Not gonna last.” Kreed growled and thrust up into him, bumping his prostate. Aaron saw stars, almost lost the delicious rhythm he’d built. He was so fucking close. He was caught between needing to come and wanting it to last forever as Kreed’s grip tightened on his cock.