Jude groaned and thrust up against him, his hand clasping Snow’s ass to hold him tighter to his body. They rubbed on each other as the lust built in Snow’s chest. The need to take Jude, to dominate him came over Snow, and he brought up one of Jude’s legs, his fingers on the sensitive skin of Jude’s inner thigh.
“Yeah,” Jude breathed, still thrusting against Snow, his breath hot in Snow’s mouth. He tasted so damn good, Snow couldn’t get enough. He took possession of Jude’s mouth, showing with his tongue what he planned to do to Jude’s body. He fucked into his mouth and gripped his thigh. Blood roared in his ears. Pleasure coiled, dark and deep, in his gut.
Jude made a strangled sound in his throat, his fingers digging into Snow’s ass cheek hard. Even when he submitted, Jude kept his toppy vibe. In the past, Snow had never been with men like Jude—he’d always been the one in charge—but Jude had blown all his knowledge of himself out of the water. The man fucking owned him.
Always would.
He kissed down Jude’s neck to his collarbone, opened his lips to taste flesh warm from the shower. He moved to take a nipple into his mouth, nuzzling Jude’s chest hair with his nose and cheek. Jude’s hands mapped his body, touching everywhere he could reach. Snow kissed his belly, then the head of Jude’s cock. He licked at the beads of ejaculate gathered there, before running his tongue down Jude’s length.
Snow spread Jude’s legs and licked his sac, taking one ball into his mouth. Jude’s thighs tensed around him, and a groan rumbled over his head. He came up and took Jude’s cock into his mouth, the urge to deep throat him drumming throughout Snow’s body, the urge to pleasure Jude consuming him. He ran the flat of his tongue over the veins and pulled him in as deep as he could, his lips touching the crinkly hair at the base of Jude’s cock.
“Want you in me,” Jude rasped. “Need it tonight.”
He pulled away to reach for the lube they kept in the bedside drawer. He coated his fingers and brought them to Jude’s hole, groaning when Jude spread his legs wide. “You want to be on your stomach?” He knew that was Jude’s favorite position when he bottomed.
“No. Wanna see your face. Wanna look into those pretty eyes.”
God, the intimacy just shredded Snow. Jude never let him back down from anything. Never let him hide. And he hid nothing from Snow. The man’s need was stamped on his face in living color, so goddamn sexy, Snow held his breath. He breached Jude with two fingers, pressing up inside him with strong, sure strokes. God, the heat of his body pulled Snow in, and he couldn’t wait to sink into Jude.
“Want you to fuck me through the mattress,” Jude murmured, his voice thick with lust. “Push up inside me and make me feel it for days. Take everything away.”
Snow added a third finger, moaning at the warmth and tight clasp of Jude’s body. He pulled his fingers out and stroked once over that tender flesh, then got up on his knees to guide himself into Jude. He pressed his palms on Jude’s inner thighs, then stroked his hands over the soft hair to his knees. Muscles clenched. “So damn gorgeous,” he moaned. “So mine.”
“All yours. Fuck me, General.”
He pushed inside Jude as far as he could go, his teeth clenched hard at the heady pleasure. Jude grimaced and he slowed as he pulled out, then pushed back in. He watched for the pain to change over to pleasure and was rewarded when he nailed Jude’s prostate and the man yelled out. “That’s it,” Snow said. “Feel me.”
He continued to fuck into Jude in that spot, watching as his eyes closed and his mouth fell open. Gasps spilled from his lips, and his hands came up to touch Snow’s chest. He clenched his fingers in the muscle there, a long rumbling moan coming from his throat.
Snow couldn’t take his eyes off Jude, marveling over the absolute delight it was to watch him as much as it was to feel him. The grip of his body, the way he panted, the glazed look of passion on his features. He wanted to crawl all the way inside him and just live there.
Jude punched his hips up and clenched around Snow’s dick. Snow cried out and moved faster inside him.
“Yeah, fuck me! Make me forget everything but this.” Jude’s words were slurred and sexy as hell. Snow stared down at him, their eyes locking, and the love this man held for him showed bright in his brown eyes.
“I love you so goddamn much,” Snow growled, pushing into his body over and over. His cock felt like it was gripped in a vise, and he loved it. Loved everything about Jude. The man had come into his life and turned it inside out in the best possible way. Snow hadn’t wanted another man since the moment he’d first crawled into bed with Jude, and he didn’t see him ever wanting anyone the way he did Jude. The man was his everything.