Full Domain (Nice Guys 3)

“Are you asleep?” Aaron asked. Kreed contemplated not answering. “I see your eyes open.” Kreed sighed inwardly as he pushed up slightly on the couch.

“Yeah. It’s not a good idea for you to come in here.” Aaron didn’t pay any attention to him. That was another thing he liked, since he intimidated almost everyone he came in contact with—but not Aaron.

“See? I was lying in bed, thinking about you, and I realized, no matter what we do, this attraction is gonna be a big huge distraction between us now.” Aaron pushed his way fully inside the room and Kreed narrowed his eyes. Aaron held something in his hands and his stride was purposeful. “We have a better chance if we give in to it, fuck, and get it out of our system than we do by ignoring it.”

Kreed held out his hand to stop Aaron as he lifted the blanket. He watched as Aaron dropped several packets on the desk, probably condoms and perhaps lube.

“Stop, Stuart. It’s not gonna work that way with us and you know it. It’s not gonna be enough, because once I get a taste of you, I’m not gonna wanna stop.” Kreed jerked the covers back and scrambled from the makeshift bed as Aaron quickly pushed his pajama pants down. Kreed froze and almost swallowed his tongue when Aaron’s beautiful erect cock sprang free and bounced against the bottom of that firm, tan belly. He let out a defeated groan; the kid was fucking killing him. Him and Aaron? Such a bad idea—a terribly, stupid idea in fact.

“This between us will only complicate things.” Kreed gestured between himself and Aaron as he spoke. He needed to walk out of the room right now, needed to leave while he still could. Kreed’s legs were rooted in place, and he couldn’t move. His heart hammered in his ears, and all of a sudden, he lost all ability to speak. Aaron climbed on the pull-out bed and crawled to the middle on his knees as Kreed stood on the other side of the bed watching, completely dumbfounded. Need flared, and hunger possessed him.

Fuck! His dick began to push its way out of his underwear while questioning why he’d made these stupid rules in the first place.

“You don’t know that.” Aaron sat up on his knees and gave his erect cock a long, slow tug. Double fuck! All Kreed could do was watch, his gaze transfixed. The kid was fucking gorgeous. The light glinted off the silver rings in Aaron’s nipples and the straining of his muscles made his tattoos come to life and dance across his skin as he stroked himself. Kreed’s mouth watered. He could feel his defenses slipping away with every pass of Aaron’s hand. Fuck, the guy was sexy. Kreed reached down to adjust his cock, which was as hard as a fucking chromium rod and demanding him to go to Aaron at once.

Aaron bit his bottom lip and jacked himself a little faster and a lot bolder. “I want to feel you slide inside me.”

Aww shit! That was all it took. Kreed stepped forward, never breaking eye contact.

“I’ll regret this in the morning,” Kreed hissed as he shoved his briefs down his thighs, almost tripping on them before getting them completely off his legs.

“You don’t know that either,” Aaron repeated, hand still working his dick.

“But I absolutely do,” Kreed said, wrapping an arm around Aaron, drawing him up against his body as he leaned in for an intense but swift kiss. Aaron’s hands clutched at him, fingers sliding through his hair. He had no doubt this was a bad decision, but he was selfish and foolish and he wanted exactly what Aaron was offering, consequences be damned.

“You’re gonna be my demise, church boy.” Kreed broke free, resisting even as Aaron tried to pull his head back to his lips. “Not here. This bed’s too uncomfortable.”

Kreed stepped away, reached for the packets Aaron had tossed on the desk, scooped them up, and turned back to Aaron. “Come on. Your room has a bigger and more comfortable mattress.”

Aaron climbed off the bed and shot past him before they hit the doorway.

They made it as far as the hallway when Aaron spun around, took Kreed’s face between the palms of his hands and fused their mouths together. Aaron’s tongue was down his throat before he could react. Kreed hadn’t ever been kissed as passionately as Aaron kissed him. The kiss was aggressive and raw and full of need.

Aaron hoisted himself up Kreed’s body, his knees almost buckling when the kid wrapped those long muscular thighs around his waist and began to rock his hips back and forth. Aaron’s cock slid up and down his stomach, leaving a wet trail of pre-come along his skin. Kreed turned them and pressed Aaron’s back against the wall, holding him in place so he could plunder that seductive mouth. Jesus, he’d never experienced anything as seriously hot as this moment.

Kreed dropped the foil packages in his hand and slid his palms under Aaron’s ass, pressing his fingers into the flesh as he squeezed and kneaded the firm globes. God, Aaron had the most magnificent ass. The need to breathe made him tear his mouth away from Aaron’s. Demanding fingers tightened in his hair and pulled his head back. Soft lips nibbled along his jaw. Hot breath ghosted across his neck. “Fuck me, Sin.”

Kreed’s dick jerked at the name as desire spread through his veins.

“Yes.” The strangled word escaped Kreed’s lips.

~~~

Kreed carried him down the hall to the master bedroom, their mouths fused together in a hungry kiss. Their tongues twisting and tangling, their breath mingling as they swallowed down the other’s needy sounds. Aaron couldn’t have pressed any harder against this man if he tried. He groaned at the sensation of Kreed’s cock sliding up and down his crack with every step, tempting him with each and every stroke. Aaron wanted nothing more in this moment than to feel Kreed’s thickness sliding into him inch by inch, stretching him wide and making him burn. He wiggled his hips, increasing the friction on his own leaking cock caught deliciously between their bodies.