Max’s muscles eased, Sean could feel it, his body unwinding. The tension he always carried slowly receding. Sean tunneled his fingers into Max’s hair. Grazed his scalp with his nails.
A third moan breached Max’s lips. Sean leaned down and kissed his nape. Just a gentle drag of lips, but they brought quick results. Goosebumps down Max’s chiseled arms and back.
Fuuuck. That was hot.
Max shivered and rocked his hips.
Sean moved to Max’s ear. “Are you ready,” he murmured, “to relinquish all control?”
Max’s eyes peeled partially open. His muscles started to tense.
Shit.
Sean gently ground his boner against Max’s ass, then traced the shell of his ear with his tongue.
Max groaned, instantly distracted. Another shiver. More rocking hips. “Yeah,” he rasped. His eyes fell shut. “I’m ready… Let’s do this... Break me down.”
Sean kissed his head, “Okay,” then sat up and regarded him. Max’s voice had sounded tight as he’d given his consent. But in the scheme of things, Sean supposed that was logical. Handing over the reins wasn’t something Max liked to do. Hell, he’d probably even call it a hard limit. Which meant Max was about to go head-to-head with some seriously conflicting emotions.
And Sean couldn’t be more ready to get started.
Reaching forward, he grabbed a pillow Max wasn’t presently using. “Lift your ass,” he ordered, folding it in half.
Max hesitated.
Sean waited patiently.
A moment later, Max complied.
“Shit,” Sean breathed, captivated all over again. Max’s ass up like that was visual heaven.
Fighting to stay focused, he slid the pillow beneath Max’s hips, making sure to leave his dick and nuts accessible.
“There,” he murmured. His hooded gaze lingered...
Tick… tock… tick… tock…
“Sean. It’s not going anywhere. Stop staring at my ass and do something.”
Sean blinked back to awareness. “Oh… Right.” He laughed. “Just got a little distracted.”
Max lifted his head and slid him a look over his shoulder. His eyes looked tense. He could use a distraction himself. And with him bound like that, it was Sean’s job to provide for his needs.
So, holding Max’s gaze, Sean ran a finger down Max’s crack, slowing when he reached his backdoor. He grazed over it languidly. Max clenched on contact, his dark lashes giving a little flutter.
“Fuck,” he breathed, dropping his head back to the pillow. Another tiny shiver. A low, soft growl.
Sean’s dick bucked. His lips curved. He could totally get into this. Clearing Max’s star, he roamed even lower, skimming his touch down Max’s taint. Max’s ass cheeks flexed again, as did his hamstrings. Sean bit his lip and moved things to his balls.
Fuck, yeah. So warm and heavy… and soft.
Sean traced their every contour using only his fingertips. Max rumbled softly. Sean gathered his cock in one hand, then gave it the same gentle contact. Leisurely along his shaft, teasingly around his glans.
Max growled and rocked his hips. “Touch me harder, cat. Or use your mouth.”
Sean grinned. “Yes, Sir.” He didn’t have to be told twice. God knew, he loved sucking Max’s dick.
Still between Max’s thighs, he settled onto his stomach, then gripped Max’s cock in one hand, his nuts in the other. Rolling and kneading them, he brought Max’s crown to his mouth and happily began licking and suckling. Just the head, though, until Max demanded he take more. Funny how Sean was playing the Dom but still relished being commanded like a sub.
He drew Max in deeper and got serious with his BJ, working him with both suction and tongue. Max moaned. Sean purred, rocking his own hips into the mattress. Then right when Max rasped that he was going to come, Sean eased off and suckled his nut sac instead. He needed Max on the edge in every possible way. The way he saw it, it was their best chance at success. At getting Max to surrender, body and soul, so that he’d finally see what they could really truly have.
Crazy-hot sex, yeah, but especially the utter intimacy. The sharing of one’s heart with another. Something that Sean flat-out couldn’t wait to experience with him, because truthfully, he hadn’t felt that kind of intimacy, either. But he wanted to, with Max. For the rest of his life.
A few minutes later, he returned to Max’s cock, bringing him to the brink for a repeat. This time, however, when they took their little breather, Sean decided to try something he’d never done before. His gaze rose to Max’s star. Damn, so little and tight. Made Sean wonder how much action it got.
He stilled. Did the math. Holy shit, probably none. At least not where fucking was concerned. Which meant the only penetration Max ever got was the shit that he doled out himself. After all, he was a Dom, and the way he was with control? Sean highly freaking doubted he ever bottomed. Sure as shit didn’t with Sean, and he was one of his favorites.