The Hunt Club Chronicles Bundle by Heather Boyd Page B

speak," Henry said, his voice lowered so it wouldn’t carry. "And make sure to keep your enjoyment as quiet as you can. We don’t want to be disturbed, do we?"
    Forbidden to speak, Nathan shook his head. Henry turned him so when he stopped, he faced a padded chair.
    Henry’s lips brushed Nathan’s ear. "Put your hands on the seat."
    Bending at the waist, he touched the chair, but Henry's hand settled on his spine and flattened his back so he was angled from the hips instead. His ass rocked back toward the other chair. He blushed as Henry's warm hands coasted along his sides, stroked over the curve of his rear and settled on his hips. Henry tugged and Nathan took a step back, but kept his hands on the chair.
    Warm breath coasted over his buttocks sending delicious shocks to his prick. A chair creaked and Henry tightened his grip on Nathan’s thighs. His legs were forced apart. Without permission to speak, without the ability to moan, Nathan gritted his teeth over the effect and glanced down. Henry's feet stretched forward, knees resting inside his and holding his thighs wide.
    Warmth pressed to his left cheek and Nathan took in a steadying breath as pleasure tightened his balls. Henry kissed the whole of his left cheek, and then switched to the right. By the time he'd covered the right in kisses, Nathan was desperate to moan.
    Henry's fingers began to knead into the muscles of his thighs. Warm and compelling, they slid over his bare skin, dimming his hunger somewhat. Lips returned, warm and wet against his lower back. Fingers stroked up over his buttocks and then Henry's thumbs slowly opened Nathan’s ass. Warm breath brushed his hole and Nathan gripped the chair tighter. When Henry's lips pressed and then his tongue licked, Nathan went up on his toes.
    Henry slung his arm over Nathan's lower back, holding him down flat on his feet. The other fingers spread his cheeks wider and then his lips returned, kissing then licking across his hole, filling Nathan with so much hunger that he closed his eyes.
    Henry’s tongue lavished his ass with such devotion than Nathan rocked back into his face. Firm hands pulled his ass cheeks open wide. Henry groaned then stabbed his tongue into Nathan's hole.
    Sweet merciful heaven. Nathan was going to spend. Fluid seeped in a long string from his prick as his ass was stuffed full. God, he loved everything Henry did to him. The man was full of surprises. Stubble scratched across his cheek and those talented lips worked down to torture his balls. A moan escaped Nathan.
    Henry slurped back up to his ass again and this time his penetration was harder, furiously demanding entry to Nathan's body. The chair under Nathan’s fingers creaked as he held back his release. He would have succeeded had Henry not pressed his tongue deep and slipped his hand over Nathan's prick. Pleasure boiled out in waves, coating the towel covered chair with strings of fluid.
    Near to sobbing, Nathan didn’t realize that Henry had moved until the blunt head of his prick started pressing inside him. Nathan gasped, struggling to accept the hard length invading. He widened his stance, relaxing into Henry's possession.
    Taking Henry deep still stung at first, but his lover was a patient man, letting Nathan adjust to his size before he began to thrust. Henry ran hands over Nathan until he wriggled back, taking more and encouraging his lover to move.
    Henry didn’t oblige. He curled his arms around Nathan and held them tight together. “So incredibly perfect. How did I get this lucky?”
    Nathan's breath caught. Impaled by Henry's hard length, he couldn’t move to see his lover’s face. Henry pulled back, and then thrust. His powerful movements and the words stirred Nathan's desire.
    With quick demanding thrusts, he had Nathan's pleasure at the brink again. He pounded hard, and Nathan braced himself against the chair to keep his balance. Ass burning, prick slapping against his belly, he ground his teeth to wait for Henry.