Full Domain (Nice Guys 3)

Aaron tore away from Kreed’s mouth. “Wanna suck you, taste you on my tongue.” He pushed at Kreed’s shorts, working them down his muscular legs.

“Bed, now!” Kreed gripped his wrists, spun him around, and swatted his ass. The sting of Kreed’s palm warmed his skin beneath his shorts and made his dick twitch in response.

Kreed moved to the nightstand and placed the supplies within easy reach before he took a seat on the edge of the bed, spreading his legs as he watched Aaron with lust-hooded eyes. Aaron pushed his shorts down his legs, stepped out of them, and left the cotton material abandoned on the floor. He gripped his aching dick and stroked himself for Kreed’s greedy eyes.

“Stop making me wait.” Kreed had his dick in his hand, jacking himself as Aaron closed the distance to the king-size bed.

Aaron went to his knees between Kreed’s open thighs, inhaling the man’s scent as he pressed his lips to the tender skin between his inner thigh and groin. Kreed’s fingers lightly rested on the back of his neck. Aaron ran his palms up the insides of Kreed’s legs before taking his rigid cock in his hand, the thick head blushing and swollen and leaking. He hungered for a taste.

The salty taste of pre-come and the heavy feel of Kreed’s length against his tongue made his dick drip. Kreed threw his head back and moaned, his hips lifting and rolling into Aaron’s mouth. The smell of Kreed’s arousal made him dizzy with need. Aaron flattened his tongue down the underside of Kreed’s cock, licking along the vein as Kreed’s hands moved in his hair.

Aaron sucked at the crown, opening his mouth to let Kreed push farther inside. He bobbed his head, taking Kreed deeper and deeper until the thick head hit the back of his throat. Then Aaron glanced up and swallowed around him.

“Ahh fuck, kid.” Kreed’s fingers tightened in his hair, holding his head in place as Kreed fucked his mouth. The muscles in Kreed’s thighs tensed as his dick’s thickness filled his throat, only pulling back for the need to breathe.

Aaron used his hand, working Kreed, stroking him as he nibbled down Kreed’s shaft and moved lower to mouth Kreed’s balls. Aaron inhaled the heady scent of Kreed’s musk and sucked a testicle into his mouth before moving to the other, manipulating them with his tongue. Kreed moaned and dropped back on his elbows.

Aaron flicked his tongue over the sensitive area between Kreed’s balls and ass. He used a hand on the back of Kreed’s thighs to push the deputy marshal’s leg back and began to devour his ass. He worked Kreed with his tongue and nibbled around that quivering hole as Kreed squirmed under his assault.

“God, yes.” Kreed writhed on the bed. Aaron spit on Kreed’s pucker and pressed a slick finger inside the deputy marshal’s tight ass and they both hissed at the contact. Kreed was so fucking hot.

“You like my finger in your ass, Deputy Marshal? Do you want more?” Aaron moved up on his knees and took Kreed’s dick to the back of his throat again as he pressed another finger into Kreed. Aaron worked his digits in and out, stretching Kreed nice and slowly. He pulled his mouth off Kreed’s dick and buried his face back in his ass, licking and sucking around his own pumping fingers.

“So fucking good… Love your taste and the way you squeeze my fingers so tight.” Aaron used his spit as lube and forced a third finger into Kreed’s tightness.

“Ahh, fuck, church boy. That feels amazing.”

He drove his fingers in and out of Kreed, curling them till he hit his mark. “I want your cock… Want you in me,” Kreed begged. Aaron removed his fingers, slowly pushing to his feet.

Kreed tossed a condom and lube toward Aaron. He quickly ripped into the condom and rolled the thin latex on before popping the top on the lube, slicking up his fingers and dick.

His stomach did a flip, his heart hammering in his chest when Kreed lay back against the bed and regarded him with those lust-hooded eyes. Aaron took hold of Kreed’s legs and pulled him so the gorgeous man’s ass was right at the edge of the bed.

“You’re gonna feel so good in me.” Kreed held his legs open wide as Aaron took his cock in hand, positioned himself, and surged forward, his eyes never straying from Kreed’s dark stare.

“So fucking good, Sin.” Heat swamped him as the tip of his cock slipped past the tight ring of muscle that kept him from heaven. The coolness of the comforter brushed against his knees as he bent forward and kissed Kreed, long and unhurriedly. Kreed’s ass fluttered wildly around his dick as he pressed in inch by inch until his groin met the back of Kreed’s thighs. He moved slowly in and out, letting Kreed adjust to being breached.

Kreed arched his back and moaned. Aaron fought every urge in his body that demanded he pound into the man below him. He gradually drew his hips back and eased forward until he was as deep in the deputy marshal as he could be. The way Kreed moved on the bed had Aaron picking up the pace and thrusting his hips, each movement building into a sweet, steady rhythm. Not too fast but just enough to make them both squirm for more.

“Harder… Let me feel you.” Kreed threw his head back and rolled his hips. Aaron didn’t hold back. He gripped the front of Kreed’s bent thighs and used them to wedge Kreed’s ass against him as he shoved deeply into his body. Their current position, with Aaron standing at the end of the bed and Kreed on his back, legs spread wide and ass barely off the edge, put Aaron in the perfect position to hammer into Kreed.

Aaron thrust into that mind-blowing heat a few more times before grabbing Kreed’s legs and placing them on his shoulders, changing the angle of penetration. “Right there… Yes, church boy, fuck me,” Kreed gasped. Pleasure etched over his face as he ground the words out through clenched teeth. Aaron did exactly as instructed and pounded into Kreed with all he had. Sweat beaded his forehead as his hips pistoned in and out of the deputy. Aaron was close to losing it. If Kreed didn’t come soon, he wasn’t sure he could hold his orgasm back any longer.