Promises Part 4 (Bounty Hunters 4)

Sway ran his hands up Brian’s thighs and let them rest on his waist. “Thank you for being a fighter. Thank you for coming home.” Sway leaned in and kissed the three-inch scar just over Brian’s hip bone. “And Brian, I’ll never run away from you. I promise.”

Brian’s head fell back when Sway kissed his way along his hip to his abdomen. Brian’s hard dick jutted and knocked hungrily against Sway’s chin while he licked and kissed around it until Brian was hissing and digging his hands in Sway’s hair. “Fuck, you smell so good, Brian.” Sway opened his mouth like a ravenous animal. Brian’s cock throbbed in his hand, and his growls only spurred Sway on to swallow more of the thickness.

Brian thrust his hips, pushing his head against the back of Sway’s throat. He gagged, pulling off Brian to gulp in some oxygen. He saw the heat in Brian’s eyes as he stared up at him. At his hunter. He opened his mouth and silently begged Brian to do it again. To dominate him. To show him who was in charge. Brian’s lip curled and a gleam of authority he’d yet to see flashed across his eyes. Challenge accepted.

Brian tilted his hips forward, inviting Sway for another taste. When Sway brought his arm up, Brian grasped his wrist. Sway gulped, his mouth hanging open, his lips wet and panting. Brian took his other hand and placed them on his waist—his glower told Sway to keep them there. When he was sure that Sway would obey, Brian placed the head of his dick just inside Sway’s mouth and started shallow pumps. Controlling everything… controlling him. Sway’s pulse hammered, and his cock leaked. He just needed to touch himself. Shit, Brian standing over him like this was too much. Fierce and powerful. Sway took one of his hands from clenching Brian’s waist while he thrust his cock halfway inside his mouth. He squeezed his head and stroked himself twice before his hand was forcefully yanked away. Brian pulled his hips back and scowled down at him. He shook his head as if Sway should know better. Brian raised one finger and slowly waved it back and forth. ‘Bad boy,’ He mouthed.

“Oh fuck.” Sway’s eyes rolled, as his cock leaked some more. “Brian, I need—”

Brian pulled Sway forward, then pushed down on his shoulders, sending Sway to his knees. It was all done so fast and so effortlessly, Sway couldn’t keep up. Next thing he knew, his face was being buried in Brian’s thick bush while his hands were held tightly behind his head. Brian thrust against his face, making him feel like a detainee. Sway groaned loudly, rubbing his cheek all over Brian’s musk. “Please.” Sway wasn’t sure what he was begging for, but it had a lot to do with his dick and wanting it touched.

Brian’s laugh was sinister. “You aching, sweetbaby?”

Brian was gonna make him come all over himself talking to him like that. In that damn voice. He pushed his dick between Sway’s lips, hitting his throat and pulling back before he could choke. Only enough to gag him. Brian’s groans got louder. Suddenly he reached over and pulled the lube out his nightstand and placed it close by.

Sway whined when he saw it.

Brian continued to assault his face. It was such a sexy contradiction. Brian’s grip on his neck was punishing but the fingers caressing his lips that were stretched wide around his cock were gentle and sweet. No matter how roughly Brian handled him, his love shone through at all times. Sway opened his mouth wider, wanting to please his warrior, wanted to make him insane.

“You want all of me?” Brian moaned, pushing in more. Sway knew he couldn’t take all of Brian, but he’d be happy to try over and over until he could.

Sway gulped and slurped around Brian’s base; made noises that belonged to a porn star. Brian tasted so bold on his tongue. His taste was unique and strong. He kept his arms where Brian told him—he had no choice—nuzzling and nudging at Brian’s cock with his cheek until the head was back in his mouth. He sucked on it vigorously, pressing his lips tightly around the ridges, enough to make Brian buck and curse him.

“Fuuuck,” Brian groaned.

God, that voice. Sway’s cock was angry and neglected. He leaked continuously onto Brian’s carpet the more he spoke in that raspy growl. He was infatuated with everything about his boyfriend. He didn’t know how he could be in love with Brian’s silence… and his voice. One thing was certain, Brian would always keep him in some state of lust.

“I wanna come down your throat,” Brian whispered roughly but pulled Sway’s mouth off him a few seconds later.

Sway nodded eagerly. He wanted that too.

Brian released Sway’s hands, letting his arms drop to his sides before he was hefted up again. Sway stood shakily, trembling and perspiring. He didn’t get a chance to catch his breath when Brian lifted him off his feet and flipped him upside down. Sway cried out from the disorientation, his head now hanging in front of Brian’s navel. He tried to look up to see what the hell Brian was doing but as soon as his cock was engulfed and swallowed in Brian’s hot mouth, Sway dropped his head against Brian’s stomach and clenched his thighs around his head. “Oh God!”