Aftermath by Bailey Bradford (most important books of all time txt) 📗

He murmured and licked Darren’s jaw, the smooth skin tasting even better than he’d expected. Lee inhaled deeply, drawing in Darren’s scent. The musky, tangy aroma matched the man’s taste of sweat and desire, hitting Lee’s bloodstream like a potent drug. He groaned and bit at the supple skin below Darren’s ear, sucking the tender flesh between his teeth. Marking him, and doing so with enough fervor that Darren had to know it.

Darren tipped his head back and to the side, giving Lee more skin to explore. He smoothed his hand up from Darren’s cock, his lips tracing the line of Darren’s neck to where it joined his shoulder. Lee nipped the spot, then sucked hard, adding another mark as he found the button to Darren’s jeans. He slid the button free as he continued working Darren’s skin. The coppery tang of blood so close to the surface of Darren’s pale skin made Lee moan even as he grabbed the tab of Darren’s zipper. The hiss of the metal teeth separating was matched by Darren’s hissed, “Yes,” then stifled by, “Touch me, please, God, Lee!”

Lee licked the tangy skin as he shoved at Darren’s jeans and underwear. When the task to lower them proved too troublesome with one hand, Lee dropped to his knees, finally releasing that perfect ass cheek to free Darren’s dick from his clothes. Lee grabbed Darren’s jeans, catching the elastic band of his underwear as well and jerked them both down to Darren’s knees. He shoved the apron up with one hand and reached for Darren’s bobbing cock with the other, his mouth watering as he looked at the wet tip. Darren’s slit was wide, tempting and Lee didn’t hesitate to lean forward and lap at the moisture before prodding the opening with his tongue.

Darren keened, his hands gripping Lee’s head, pushing him forward even as Darren thrust his hips, seeking more. “Lee! You don’t have to—”

The words were in direct contrast to what Darren’s actions were telling him. Darren’s fingers fisted in Lee’s hair, his cock pushing at Lee’s lips. Lee shut off his protests by opening his mouth and sucking the broad cap in, sealing his lips tightly around the red crown. He felt Darren’s cock pulse against his tongue and the fingers he had wrapped around the base of Darren’s shaft. Lee pressed his other hand flat against Darren’s stomach when Darren tried to thrust.

“Please, please,” Darren whispered brokenly, over and over as Lee forced him to be still and teased the bundle of nerves beneath Darren’s cap with his tongue. When the desperation in Darren’s pleas increased, Lee let go of the base and cupped Darren’s balls. He then dove forward, swallowing the fat cock, his nose tickled by the thick nest of dark brown curls.

Darren wailed, the sound cut off so quick Lee had to glance up. Darren was looking down at him, a stunned expression on his face. Darren gasped, then bit at his lower lip. Lee smiled around the mouthful of cock. He hollowed his cheeks, sucking hard as he slid back up the length, his tongue flicking over a thick vein that lined Darren’s dick. His teeth scraped lightly over Darren’s frenulum, and Darren’s head fell back, thudding against the door as he moaned long and loud. Lee had the wicked thought that he hoped everyone else heard the sound, knew he was taking Darren, making those sexy noises slip from the man’s lips. Before Lee could examine why the thought pleased him, he engulfed Darren’s cock, moaning himself when the broad crown slipped into his throat. He swallowed as he palmed Darren’s sac, and Darren came apart for him beautifully, shuddering his way through another of those sexy moans as Lee pulled back to catch the first jet of cum on his tongue.

The salty-sweet flavor of Darren’s seed made Lee hungry for more. Darren tasted different, it was that hint of sweetness, and Lee was afraid he wouldn’t be able to get enough of it. He sucked and laved Darren’s cock, letting the spunk roll over his tongue and coat his mouth, swallowing only to make room for more as he massaged Darren’s balls, wanting every last drop of the man’s seed.

Lee’s own dick was pinched painfully in his jeans and he felt about ready to explode with the need for release, but he would wait. He didn’t want to come from his own hand, not when he could wait just a little while and bury his cock deep in Darren’s ass. Just thinking about it made Lee moan, anticipation causing more moisture to leak from his tip.

Darren whimpered and tugged at Lee’s hair. The message got through to Lee’s lust-hazed mind. Darren’s cock was too sensitive for any more, so he forced himself to let the tasty treat slip from his mouth. Lee pressed his forehead to Darren’s groin, the smell of cum strong and enticing. He closed his eyes and held onto Darren’s slender hips, his thumbs tracing over the sharp pelvic bones as he fought the urge to spin Darren around and take him right now.

A hard slap from the other side of the door had Darren squeaking and jumping forward, almost knocking Lee onto his ass. He struggled to keep them both upright as the sheriff’s angry voice sliced through the thin wood. “Bausch, I suggest you get your ass out here now!”

“Oh sh— Crap,” Darren rasped as he flailed.

Lee leaned into him and managed to get hold of Darren’s jeans and underwear. He nudged Darren back a step then stood, pulling Darren’s clothes up as he did so. Darren looked at him with a mixture of fear and something Lee thought might be awe.

“He sounds mad. Why—” Darren’s face turned a cute shade of pink as he slapped a hand over his mouth, mumbling around his spread fingers. “Oh my God, did he hear me? Did anyone else? We shouldn’t have—”

Lee took Darren’s hand in his and pulled it away from Darren’s