ecstasy rolling through his body. The way Declan looked on his knees, his sweet mouth spread swollen around Killian's meat, was too good to miss. He almost looked as good as it felt, but not quite. Declan was damn good with his mouth.
Killian shut down that line of thought before it could branch out into a reminder of just how Declan had come by his dick-sucking expertise. He didn't want to think about all the other men who paid for the pleasure he was being given. The important thing was that Declan was there with him now, being with him of his own free will and desire to do so, rather than because he was being paid to submit.
The reminder pushed back his ardor by brief measures, convincing him he could hold out just a little longer. Then his cock butted the soft tissue at the back of Declan's throat. Declan swallowed around Killian's tip, his throat palpitating in rhythmic waves.
With a groan, Killian fisted Declan's hair. "Stop. I'm too close."
Declan ignored his request and sucked harder. He gazed up at Killian through a veil of platinum lashes and hollowed his cheeks around Killian's cock. They stared at each other as Declan continued bobbing up and down his length, making Killian's shaft glisten with saliva.
Killian shuddered and tightened his grip on Declan's hair. "Quit. I don't want to come in your mouth."
Instead of waiting for Declan to comply, Killian bent, seized Declan by his arms, and lifted. His dick popped free of Declan's mouth with a lewd squelch , almost making him reconsider what he was doing. Letting Declan finish him off was too damn tempting. Despite the mutinous expression on Declan's face, Killian yanked his lover to his feet and forced Declan's back against the wall.
He ripped at Declan's jeans, shoving them down and over his hips. He crouched at Declan's feet and yanked the younger man's athletic shoes off. By the time Killian finished pulling Declan's pants the rest of the way off, Declan had discarded his shirt and was staring down at him with languid eyes darkened by desire. The normally pale pink of his lips was shades darker, the plump flesh swollen and flushed from sucking Killian's cock.
Killian sucked in a much-needed deep breath and pinched the base of his shaft, trying to compose himself. Unless he wanted to spew before he made it inside Declan, he needed to calm the fuck down. Unfortunately, that was easier said than done when Declan was naked, his long prick standing tall and proud, and he was staring down at Killian with come-fuck-me eyes.
Killian rose to his feet, towering over Declan by several inches. He buried his face in the curve of Declan's throat and kissed his lover's neck. He brushed his fingertips over one stiff nipple and then the other, relishing the way they puckered right up for him. "You are so fucking sexy."
Declan gripped Killian's shoulders. "I want you."
"I know." Killian kissed his way from Declan's neck to his ear. "I want you too."
"No." Declan tightened his grasp on Killian's shoulders. "I want you now."
"All right." The thought of fucking Declan bare popped into his mind. He swallowed a whine and forced away the thought of how hot and tight Declan would feel without the rubber separating them. "Just let me go get supplies."
Declan shook his head. "I have stuff in my pants."
Killian bent and snagged Declan's pants off the floor. The right pocket produced two condoms, but there was no lube to be found. "We still need slick. Just let me go and—"
"No. Fuck me now or forget it."
"Fine. Hug the wall." If Declan wanted his cock so desperately, who was he to say no?
While Killian tore open the wrapper and smoothed the prelubricated condom down his shaft, Declan turned and presented his ass. He positioned his legs just wide enough apart to showcase the shadowy cleft between his cheeks and plump, low-hanging balls. Killian hoped Declan knew what he was asking for, because the sight wasn't inspiring him to slow down or take it easy. Although the last
Killian shut down that line of thought before it could branch out into a reminder of just how Declan had come by his dick-sucking expertise. He didn't want to think about all the other men who paid for the pleasure he was being given. The important thing was that Declan was there with him now, being with him of his own free will and desire to do so, rather than because he was being paid to submit.
The reminder pushed back his ardor by brief measures, convincing him he could hold out just a little longer. Then his cock butted the soft tissue at the back of Declan's throat. Declan swallowed around Killian's tip, his throat palpitating in rhythmic waves.
With a groan, Killian fisted Declan's hair. "Stop. I'm too close."
Declan ignored his request and sucked harder. He gazed up at Killian through a veil of platinum lashes and hollowed his cheeks around Killian's cock. They stared at each other as Declan continued bobbing up and down his length, making Killian's shaft glisten with saliva.
Killian shuddered and tightened his grip on Declan's hair. "Quit. I don't want to come in your mouth."
Instead of waiting for Declan to comply, Killian bent, seized Declan by his arms, and lifted. His dick popped free of Declan's mouth with a lewd squelch , almost making him reconsider what he was doing. Letting Declan finish him off was too damn tempting. Despite the mutinous expression on Declan's face, Killian yanked his lover to his feet and forced Declan's back against the wall.
He ripped at Declan's jeans, shoving them down and over his hips. He crouched at Declan's feet and yanked the younger man's athletic shoes off. By the time Killian finished pulling Declan's pants the rest of the way off, Declan had discarded his shirt and was staring down at him with languid eyes darkened by desire. The normally pale pink of his lips was shades darker, the plump flesh swollen and flushed from sucking Killian's cock.
Killian sucked in a much-needed deep breath and pinched the base of his shaft, trying to compose himself. Unless he wanted to spew before he made it inside Declan, he needed to calm the fuck down. Unfortunately, that was easier said than done when Declan was naked, his long prick standing tall and proud, and he was staring down at Killian with come-fuck-me eyes.
Killian rose to his feet, towering over Declan by several inches. He buried his face in the curve of Declan's throat and kissed his lover's neck. He brushed his fingertips over one stiff nipple and then the other, relishing the way they puckered right up for him. "You are so fucking sexy."
Declan gripped Killian's shoulders. "I want you."
"I know." Killian kissed his way from Declan's neck to his ear. "I want you too."
"No." Declan tightened his grasp on Killian's shoulders. "I want you now."
"All right." The thought of fucking Declan bare popped into his mind. He swallowed a whine and forced away the thought of how hot and tight Declan would feel without the rubber separating them. "Just let me go get supplies."
Declan shook his head. "I have stuff in my pants."
Killian bent and snagged Declan's pants off the floor. The right pocket produced two condoms, but there was no lube to be found. "We still need slick. Just let me go and—"
"No. Fuck me now or forget it."
"Fine. Hug the wall." If Declan wanted his cock so desperately, who was he to say no?
While Killian tore open the wrapper and smoothed the prelubricated condom down his shaft, Declan turned and presented his ass. He positioned his legs just wide enough apart to showcase the shadowy cleft between his cheeks and plump, low-hanging balls. Killian hoped Declan knew what he was asking for, because the sight wasn't inspiring him to slow down or take it easy. Although the last
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