Keaton's Lessons [Brac Village 6] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Lynn Hagen (portable ebook reader TXT) 📗

“Shit,” Keaton whispered as he pulled over to the side of the road. He turned in his seat and just watched as Kade masturbated right there in front of him. Kade squeezed his cock, letting out a moan as he played with his balls. He was close, his sac growing tighter as his body shot toward his orgasm.

“I want to suck your dick,” Keaton whispered, and that was Kade’s undoing. His body arched in the seat as ribbons of seed shot from the head of his cock. “Ah…shit,” Kade grunted as he milked the last of the cum from his cock. He slumped back in the seat, his eyes closing.

“You owe me big-time once we get home,” Keaton snarled as he pulled back onto the road.

Kade didn’t even bother to fasten his jeans. He was just too damn tired. His limp cock lay on the fabric of his pants as Kade felt himself slowly being pulled into sleep.

* * * *

Keaton walked from the bathroom, scrubbing a towel over the wet strands of his hair. Today had been one bizarre-ass day. Watching Kade jack off in the car had lessened the tension he had been feeling, but made something else—something quite lower—begin to ache.

Kade was passed out on the bed, lying on his stomach spread-eagle. Keaton bit his bottom lip, staring at the swell of Kade’s ass. The man was totally naked and looked yummy enough to eat.

Tossing the towel aside, Keaton crawled up onto the bed and situated himself between Kade’s legs. He knelt there, gazing at the magnificent body below him. Kade was cut with fine lines, hard grooves, and the swells of his muscles were in all the right places. Keaton wanted to lick the man from head to toe, and every sun-kissed place in between.

He pressed the pad of his palms against Kade’s ass, massaging the tight cheeks and then separating them. Lightning bolts of fiery pleasure tore through his nervous system as he gazed at his mate’s tight hole.

Fifteen years was a long time to survive without a gentle touch, without affection. To exist within a void that was filled with nothing more than quick jerk offs and meaningless sex. Keaton wasn’t foolish enough to think that Kade had gone that long without it, but he highly doubted that it had meant anything to his mate.

Keaton was going to make sure that he relished every touch now. He was going to make sure that Kade knew just how much he meant to Keaton. His fingers stroked down Kade’s ass, weighed the heavy sac beneath, and caressed his mate with a gentle touch.

Kade’s hips began to move, coming awake as Keaton continued his leisurely strokes. Heat surged inside Keaton, built around him. White-hot lightning pleasure sizzled up his spine as Kade turned over and Keaton saw how hard the man was.

His body tightened in hunger as he remembered the feel of Kade’s heavy cock, stretching him, filling him, pulsing arrows of incredible sensation striking at the very heart of his body. His fingers slid up the broad, heated shaft of Kade’s cock, and wrapped them around the hard steel.

“Are you trying to have your wicked way with me?” Kade asked as he tucked his hands behind his head. “Are you planning to steal my virtue?”

“Would you let me?” Keaton had only planned on exploring the rippled planes of his mate’s body, but now that Kade had put the thought in his head…

Kade jackknifed, grabbing Keaton and pulling him down to the bed. He pressed his body into Keaton’s, throwing one leg over Keaton’s hip. There was a knowing gleam in Kade’s teal-colored eyes. “Mmm, baby, the only fucking that will be going on here is me taking that sweet ass.” Kade’s voice was as tight and hot as Keaton felt deep inside.

Keaton once again smelled a strong spicy scent fill the air. The aroma permeated his lungs, making his cock pulse at the scent. Keaton licked his dry lips nervously, wanting, needing to touch Kade. He reached up to run his hands over Kade’s shoulders, but Kade grabbed Keaton’s wrists and pulled his arms above his head.

“So controlling,” Keaton teased as he spread his legs wider.

Kade gave a low growl as he leaned forward and nipped Keaton’s chin. “Always.”

That was fine by Keaton. He loved giving his control over to Kade. His mate didn’t abuse the precious gift, only brought Keaton so much pleasure.

Just as he was doing now.

Keaton felt the explosion of heat from Kade’s mouth to his as his mate leaned down and took Keaton’s lips in a passionate kiss. Keaton moaned, harsh and wild into Kade’s mouth as he began to grind his body against his mate’s.

Kade held still, watching Keaton as he writhed and twisted. Keaton could tell his mate was enjoying the feel of their cocks rubbing together…so was he. His blood began to thunder through his veins, making Keaton whimper.

“Does my little kitty cat want to get fucked?” Kade asked in a rough and raspy voice. Keaton couldn’t still the twisting of his hips as he fought to get closer. His blood was heating, burning through him, surging to all places south.

“Don’t tease me, Kade,” Keaton murmured under his breath, body taut with expectation. “I need.”

“And I will always give you what you need.”

Keaton’s whole body jerked and began to shake as Kade reached down, his fingers slipping into the crease of Keaton’s ass.

“Mother fuck,” Kade said with a growl, and Keaton knew that his mate felt the plug that Keaton had inserted. His mate grabbed the hard plastic and jostled it, making Keaton arch his back off the bed.

“Please,” Keaton shamelessly begged. From his throat came a low, tormented sound of need that surprised even Keaton. Kade easily kept Keaton’s wrists pinned to the mattress with one hand, brushing kisses over Keaton’s eyelids and down his cheek, back to the corner of his mouth.

“You never have to beg me.” Kade leaned back and Keaton