Flawless by Evans, Gabrielle (icecream ebook reader TXT) 📗

“Then come for me, Lynk. Now.” He twisted his wrist so that his fingers rubbed just under the ridge of Lynk’s crown, and he slammed their mouths together in a demanding kiss that curled Lynk’s toes right there inside his boots.

Music to his ears, the words released him from his self-imposed restraint, and Lynk erupted like a geyser, spraying heated seed from his slit and making a mess of both their shirts. Kieran followed swiftly, moaning into Lynk’s mouth as cum blasted from his cock to swirl and mingle with Lynk’s.

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While he doubted he’d ever come so hard from a hand job, Lynk wanted more. His ass clenched greedily, wanting to be stretched and filled. His dick was still hard, still aching, needing more of Kieran’s attention. The intense climax had done little to curb his craving for his lover. It might have even made the need stronger.

Kieran pulled his T-shirt off over his head and made a half-hearted attempt to clean them up. Multitasking obviously wasn’t something he excelled at, however. Or maybe he was just much more interested in his exploration of Lynk’s mouth. Whichever it was, by the time Kieran ended the kiss, neither of them was very clean, and Lynk was whimpering in frustration as his dick continued to throb.

“Six or seven minutes?” Kieran mumbled against his swollen lips.

“Give or take,” Lynk returned, excitement flowing through him at the implications of the question.

Kieran dropped him to his feet and held him steady as he tried in vain to put their clothes back to rights. He finally gave up and just pulled Lynk along toward the exit with a growl. “I can make it in four.”

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“Lean back against the door and push your pants off your hips.” Kieran kept most of his attention of the road but snuck glances at Lynk out of the corner of his eye. Grabbing the travel-size bottle of lube from the cupholder, he tossed it at his mate, smirking when Lynk’s eyes rounded and he clutched the tube like it was made of gold.

He hadn’t been sure if he’d wanted to beat his brothers senseless or sing their praises when he’d found his pickup in the parking lot along with the bottle of lube and a note on the driver’s seat telling him to enjoy his gift. Watching Lynk strip out of his boots and jeans then spread his legs so that one draped over the seatback, he was leaning toward the latter.

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“Stroke your cock and finger your hole, but don’t come.” He fumbled with the button on his jeans so he could free his own straining dick and give it room to breathe before he caused himself serious damage.

“Yes, sir.” Lynk slicked his fingers and wasted no time inserting two into his quivering entrance. His eyes locked on Kieran’s weeping cock as he fisted his own shaft and pumped his hips up, sliding his rigid length through his tight grasp.

“See something you like?” Keeping a tight grip on the steering wheel and slowing his speed, Kieran slid two fingers under his cock and lifted it for Lynk’s viewing pleasure.

Lynk sucked his bottom lip between his teeth and nodded.

“I can’t hear you, sugar.”

“Yes, sir. I like it very much.” Both hands moved in tandem, plunging into his hole and flying over his cock. Perspiration beaded across his forehead, dampening his ebony hair so that it clung to his face, and his breathing came in great, panting gasps.

Lynk’s feelings of lust slammed into Kieran like a tsunami while the cab of the pickup was permeated with the tantalizing scent of sex and carnal surrender. “Add another finger, sugar.” His mate extracted both fingers, added a third, and pushed all three into his clenching channel. The strain on his handsome face was evident as his eyes squeezed closed and the cords in his neck strained—his mouth open in a silent scream. Liberal amounts of pre-cum leaked from the tip of his cock, covering the crown so that it glistened in the moonlight filtering through the windows.

Lynk’s back bowed, his hips bucked upward, and Kieran could see his heart pulsing in the vein in his throat. He’d barely even touched himself, and already Kieran felt his orgasm building just from watching his lover pleasure himself. Crap, why weren’t they there yet? Had he missed a turn somewhere?

“Just past that row of trees.” Lynk answered his unspoken question through strangled moans.

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As promised, the long driveway appeared on the left within seconds. Pulling onto the drive just so he was off the main road, Kieran slammed on the brake and threw the pickup into park. Shoving the seat back as far as it would go, he snatched the lube up from the seat where Lynk had abandoned the bottle and used it to slick his aching cock.

“Come here,” he ordered, holding his shaft upright by the base.

Lynk was out of his seat and crawling into Kieran’s lap in the next blink. He didn’t wait for permission or command, either. Straddling Kieran’s thighs, Lynk sank over him, impaling himself until Kieran’s cock was encased to the root inside the tightest, most amazing heat.

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned, dropping his head back on the seat and thrusting up as he dug his fingers into the naked flesh on Lynk’s hips.

“That’s the idea.” Lynk mouthed the side of Kieran’s throat as he rose and fell, dropping hard into Kieran’s lap over and over. “Please, sir. More, I need more.” He insinuated a hand between them, reaching for his shaft where it rubbed against Kieran’s abs.

“No. Hands on the seat behind me.”

Lynk whimpered, but did as he was told, pressing both palms flat against the seat on either side of Kieran’s shoulders. “I’m all that you need, Lynk. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

Kieran snapped his hips, pulling Lynk down on his cock with every forceful plunge. The truck