Above and Beyond (Twist of Fate 4)

I was too busy taking what was mine. What I'd been denied for far too long.

Whatever sound Lucky had been in the process of making became muted as I crashed my mouth down on his. I expected him to resist my kiss in some way, but there was only the slightest of hesitations and then this sweet little whimper bubbled up from his throat. That sound was all the encouragement I needed. I wrapped my arm around his waist to pull him flush against my body as I slid my tongue into his mouth. The taste of him was a thousand times sweeter than any fantasy I'd ever had. His tongue was tentative as it greeted mine but all that did was remind me that I was only the second man to ever get a taste of him. I threaded my fingers through his thick hair and dragged his head back, breaking our kiss. At some point, Lucky had put his hands on my upper arms, but I hadn't even noticed until that moment. His eyes were dark and heavy with need, and his full lips were glistening.

Lucky looked at me with such trust that I found myself getting lost in his eyes. I once again leaned down and fitted my mouth to his, but this time I resisted the urge to consume him and took my time exploring the softness of his lips.

Lucky's fingers bit into my skin as I toyed with his mouth. I swore I heard him whisper my name between the soft kisses I was pressing to his trembling lips. Warning bells were going off in my head that the young man before me was too innocent, too sweet for any of this, but my body and my brain were no longer working in unison. I ignored my brain's efforts to remind me of things like Lucky's youth and the fact that he was the son of my brother's best friends. All that mattered here in this moment was that he was mine.

He was finally mine.

My intent had been to take my time savoring Lucky's mouth, but Lucky clearly had a different goal in mind. His right hand curled around the back of my head so I was the one suddenly being held in place. I could have easily maintained control of what was happening, but the idea of Lucky taking what he wanted from me was almost as exciting as the prospect of knowing I was finally going to have him.

Lucky’s moves were still inexperienced as his tongue dipped into my mouth, but his excitement was obvious. I could feel the outline of his cock pressing against me. The little moans and whimpers escaping him between hungry kisses was like adding gasoline to an already explosive fire. I gave Lucky a few more seconds of control, but when his free hand came up to grip the back of my neck, something inside of me snapped and I forgot all about my intent to savor the young man who'd unknowingly tormented me for so long.

I walked Lucky backwards as I ate at his mouth. He let out a little groan when his back hit the wall, but I had a feeling one thing had nothing to do with the other because Lucky's tongue eagerly met mine as his hands roamed up and down my back. I tried to regain control of myself, but it was like trying to stop the tide. As I continued to feed on Lucky's amazing mouth, I slid my hands down his back and over his pert ass. My hips began pumping against his in the hopes of finding the release my cock was desperately craving.

I probably could have easily come just by rubbing up against the eager young man in my arms, but now that I’d finally given myself permission to have him, there was no way I was going to settle for anything less than being inside his gorgeous body when I came. The need for him crawled beneath my skin like a living thing. I might have managed to utter some kind of apology to Lucky as I tore my mouth free from his and turned him around to face the wall. I should've at least promised him that despite this round being hard and fast, I’d still make it worth it for him, but my tongue felt too thick for my mouth and my brain was now focused on finding some relief for my body. I pressed myself against Lucky's back so I could keep my mouth on his hot skin as I fumbled to get his pants undone. Lucky was panting as heavily as I was. His eyes were closed and he had both hands pressed flat against the wall.

"Stay just like that," I managed to somehow say.