Devlin and Garrick by Cameron Dane (best big ereader TXT) 📗

that he had not lost a bit of his hard-on. His chest moved in steady waves. Devlin stared openly, and the mirror helped give him a complete view of the singular pattern of Gradyn’s body art, showing that it was truly spectacular ... and a little daunting. He really did not know this man at all.

Abruptly, Gradyn turned and looked at Devlin. “Come here, beautiful.” His voice sounded gentle, and he even offered Devlin a half-grin, which sparked a renewed case of excited butterflies in Devlin’s stomach. “Bring your lube.”

Devlin crawled out of bed, grabbed the bottle off the nightstand, and shuffled to stand in front of Gradyn. Embarrassment at his inexperience, and that he’d falsely led this man to believe they would have a very different experience tonight, kept Devlin’s attention glued to the floor.

I’m such an idiot.

“Look at me,” Gradyn said. He took the bottle but didn’t say another word. Silence sat heavy between them. When Devlin finally looked up, Gradyn, said, “I’m not mad, okay?” He cuffed his big hand around Devlin’s neck and put their foreheads together. He continued, the edges of his tone now sounding frayed. “But I fucking need some kind of connection to another man right now. If you can suck me off, and help me come,” he curled Devlin’s hand around his erection and helped him stroke the stiff length, “I will bend myself over this dresser and let you have at my ass. We’ll worry about patience and going slow later.” He held Devlin’s stare, and pushed their hands between his thighs. “Think you can handle me?”

Devlin tested the weight of Gradyn’s sac. Feeling the man respond against his palm, Devlin reclaimed some of his bravado. “Hell, yeah.” He gave a gentle squeeze. “I’ll even suck your balls.”

Gradyn tunneled his fingers into Devlin’s hair and moved them in a massaging caress. “I can live with this kind of negotiation.” He brushed his lips against Devlin’s and then reached back, took hold of the edge of the dresser, and offered a slow, smooth smile. His cock stuck out big and proud, too weighty to point north. He stared at Devlin, and his eyelids fell to half-mast. “Come on, newbie; show me what you’ve got.”

Devlin leaned in and lifted up to Gradyn’s mouth. He feathered his lips back and forth across Gradyn’s, and smiled against the brushing kisses and grin he got in return. “Give me a chance to work my way there.” He chuckled, feeling oddly equal now, and darted the tip of his tongue out for a fast taste. “I think you’ll like it.”

A rumbling noise vibrated all the way through Gradyn. He pulled Devlin’s hair, yanking his head back. “I know I will.” He slashed his mouth down on Devlin’s and took him with another savage kiss. Devlin soared on this man’s desires. He claimed Gradyn just as aggressively, sweeping deep into the wet heat of his mouth, and then whimpered when Gradyn severed the connection. Gradyn fused his forehead back to Devlin’s; his eyes burned green fire, and he whispered roughly, “But get there soon or I’m going to fucking crawl right out of my body.” The man shuddered, and his fingertips were white with the grip he had on the dresser.

Devlin wasn’t a sadist, and he didn’t want Gradyn to hurt. “It’s like you said,” he dropped to his knees and looked up into the eyes of a person in pain, “patience and slow can wait for next time.” Hungry himself, Devlin leaned in and took the thick head of Gradyn’s cock in his mouth.

Gradyn hissed above him, and Devlin knew the man’s legs trembled in an effort not to shove his full length down Devlin’s throat. It didn’t matter. Devlin possessed a need to give that more than matched Gradyn’s ache for relief. Devlin went down on another inch of Gradyn’s shaft and sucked, letting that salty male flavor tingle over his taste buds again. Oh yeah. Devlin hummed as saliva filled his mouth and provided all the slickness needed for this task. So fucking good. He eased back and used his tongue to spread moisture down and around Gradyn’s length, bringing Gradyn to a moan. The man pumped his hips just a little bit, and a shot of thrilling success raced through Devlin’s blood, spurring him to do more. He went down again, and this time remembered to wrap his hand around the base, jerking gently in time with the drag of his mouth.

“Oh, yeah ... mmmm ... do it harder.” Gradyn covered Devlin’s hand with his own and forced a tighter grip around his prick. “Don’t hold anything back.”

Devlin contracted his fingers around Gradyn and dragged up and down the man’s dick with a suffocating grip, certainly to a place of near pain, and Gradyn went back to clutching the dresser while releasing a deep, low noise that sounded like pure sex to Devlin’s ears.

Aggression and lust mingled inside Devlin, taking over every particle of his mind and body, and he wanted nothing more than to make this man come. He let Gradyn’s cock slide from his mouth, pushed it up against his lower stomach, and licked his way down the underside to tongue his lightly-furred sac. Gradyn’s balls moved under the protective layer of skin, and he purred with each lapping lick Devlin delivered. Inspired to do even more, Devlin pulled one nut past his lips and suckled.

“Ohhh shit.” Gradyn gasped and snapped his hips, his body rolling in a wave as Devlin swirled his tongue around the hairy weight taking over his mouth. “Something about you, beautiful.” Gradyn stopped and bit off a curse when Devlin opened wider and eased the second testicle past his lips. Gradyn’s back bowed in an arch, and it looked as if he hardly had any strength in his legs to hold him upright anymore. “You’re killing me so fucking fast.”

Devlin reached up and started jerking Gradyn off while he still had a mouth full of sac. His