Promises: The Next Generation (Bounty Hunters 5)

Kell was breathing rapidly. One hand caressed the back of Ty’s head the other was thrown across his face. His forehead and his chest were covered with a fine gloss of perspiration. Ty climbed up Kell’s body and buried his tongue in his mouth, letting him taste his flavor. Kell aggressively sucked on his tongue, and his lips, then dazedly sank his head into the pillow.

Ty was far from done.

He pushed his hard dick into Kell’s thigh and told him thickly, “Turn over, baby.”

Kell moaned and started to roll over onto his stomach. He did any and everything Ty told him. So obedient. He reached over and grabbed the pillow next to them and placed it under Kell’s stomach, putting his ass up in the air for him. Kell didn’t express any displeasure or discomfort in the position, so he kept going.

Ty started with a nice massage. He’d never had his glutes worked over before, but he believed it probably felt good. Kell’s moaning and rising into the deep kneading was all the confirmation he needed. When his husband was nice and relaxed with his touching him there, he added his tongue to the massage. He licked over one cheek first, the fine hairs ticking his lips while he kept massaging.

As soon as he spread Kell’s cheeks open, took a tentative lick and blew a puff of warm air across his hole, he knew he’d hit the jackpot. His husband released a guttural sound he’d never heard him make. Oh, fuck yeah. Ty licked again, then flattened his tongue and pressed more firmly. Is there anywhere on him that doesn’t taste wonderful? Kell’s legs trembled while Ty put in work. When he had Kell’s hole moist and soaked with his saliva, he speared his tongue and pushed inside a little. There were more startling cries and clutching the sheets as Kell urged him on.

Kell

His dick was hard and aching again. Ty’s full, warm lips were made to suck his cock and especially to eat his ass. His abs started to hurt from repeatedly clenching and contracting them. Ty had been back there so long he was wondering if he’d ever see him again. He had two fingers and the tip of a tongue buried in his hole and he’d been begging for more, but Ty didn’t seem to hear him. Instead, he continued to open him in the slowest, cruelest, most maddening way possible.

“More, Ty,” Kell begged again.

Ty flicked his tongue on the rim of his hole, groaning against him and vibrating the sensitive nerves. “I wanna be so deep in you, shorty.” Ty sounded far away, as if he were talking to himself.

Ty’s hand reached for his swollen dick that was trapped beneath him and positioned it between his legs. He rose just slightly so Ty had full access to his ass and his dick from behind. Ty’s tongue lapped at the pearly fluid on his tip and French kissed his balls as he pushed his fingers back inside, but this time there was more pressure, more wonderful stretching. Ty’s patience and consideration while he readied him made Kell want to weep with relief that he’d waited and not given in to the others. Ty was the one.

“Ty, I’m ready. I swear.” Kell gasped, clenching his stomach muscles harder. He thought he might come again. Ty was stimulating everything. He was so opened, slicked and relaxed that a Mack truck could’ve driven through him.

It was still another few minutes before Ty stalked up his body and rubbed his dick in his crease. “I think I may’ve found my favorite thing to do.” Ty whispered along the shell of his ear. Ty’s hard body was slightly damp from his efforts.

Kell closed his eyes and swam in the adoration Ty gave him, lying there smiling in his new bed, in his new room, in his new house with his new husband. Kell wasn’t sure of the time that passed before he finally felt Ty’s blunt head nudging at his opening.

“Yes, yes, yes,” There was nothing else he could think of to say. Kell’s energy skyrocketed from languidly enjoying Ty’s attention to bursting with anticipation at his thick cock pressing inside him.

He turned his face to the side, taking deep breaths. Ty’s forehead was pressed against his cheek. His long, heavy body covering him from head to toe. Kell inhaled sharply when Ty’s head breached him. There was no pain, no extreme burn. Kell’s hands shook, twisting in the covers.

“You okay, baby?” Ty breathed raggedly against his cheek.

“Yes. Perfect. Don’t stop.” Kell focused on what Vaughan had told him and relaxed his whole being. He trusted Ty with everything in him. He would never hurt him. Kell surrendered and opened his body for his husband, for his only lover.

Ty pushed in with ease. “Auuugh. Oh my… Damn. You’re so warm, baby.”