Chapter 27
Chapter Twenty-Seven
ZANDER
Holy fuck.
Holy.
Fuck.
Fucking Kerian with my tongue? Having my face between that plump, sexy ass of his?
Fuck. Yes.
I step closer to him and lower myself to my knees. Looking up at him, I drag shaking hands up his thighs, following the path he took just a few moments ago.
The smile on his face is a mix of smugness and… something else. Nervousness? Apprehension? Anticipation? He wants this—of course he does, since he suggested it—but is he all in?
Grabbing him by the backs of his knees, I pull him closer to me in a quick jerk. I’m rewarded with a look of surprise across his face, his mouth forming a shocked O. Then he laughs, high and free, his entire face lighting up.
Fucking hell, I really am in love with this asshole.
How could I not be? He might be a dick half the time—more like seventy-five percent of the time—but he’s also soft. Caring. Attentive. Since we started doing… whatever this is we’re doing, he’s been so different than I thought he would be. He gives me shit, but I give it right back.
Like a key to a lock, we fit. Perfectly.
Who would have thought the person I considered an annoying asshole would be the only person I can see in my life for the long term?
Looking into his blue eyes, I know I’m fucked. So I don’t try to hide how I feel. I mean, I never really do, but I usually try to keep all the love and emotion I have for him at bay.
No more. Kerian is mine like I’m his. If I have it my way, he’ll know.
I hook my fingers into the sides of his shorts and pull them down, his briefs sliding off with them. My eyes flick up his body, taking him all in. Kerian is a work of fucking art. I never thought I’d find the hip bones on a man so sexy my mouth watered every time I saw them, but here we are.
My fingers graze over my favorite part of him, his body twitching as I rub back and forth on that sexy V. Kerian’s gaze burns into mine as I smile up at him. “I like looking at you from this angle.”
His mouth twists, though laughter shines through his eyes. “Fuck you, Braithe. You gonna stare, or are you gonna get to work?”
I chuckle as I kiss up his left thigh, then switch to his right. “Bossy.” I suck a mark into him, lightning shooting through me at the hiss that leaves his mouth. “You gonna boss me around the entire time I’m tongue fucking you?” I spread his thighs wider, getting a good look at his hole, and I swallow thickly, my grin dropping as I come face to face with my second favorite part of Kerian.
Or is it third? His hip bones, dick, then his slightly hairy hole.
Yeah, my third favorite part.
“Fuck, Kerian,” I murmur, dragging my fingers to his opening. He twitches, rolling his hips down on my digits. “I?—”
“Consider yourself lucky,” Kerian says, sounding nervous and eager. “I’ve never let anyone see me like this.”
I look up at him quickly, my fingers stopping their exploration. “No?”
“Nope.” He blows out a shaky breath. “Better enjoy it.”
A wicked smirk tips up my lips. I can have fun with this. Kerian is always so take charge, so in control, that I want to throw him for a loop.
Quick as a flash, I stand and grab his hips, flipping him onto his stomach.
“Fuck, Braithe,” Kerian says with a laugh, glancing over his shoulder. “Wanna be careful?”
I look down at his ass, his cheeks spread so I can see that pretty hole. “Nah. Not really.” After gazing at his entrance, I look up at Kerian and meet his eyes, those apprehensive orbs, and say, “I’ve never done this before. What if?—”
“Don’t worry, Dimples,” he says, a slight tremble in his voice. He’s as nervous as I am. “There’s no way to fuck up eating ass.”
A loud laugh leaves my throat as I lower myself to my knees behind him. I grab a hold of his hips, pulling him back to my mouth. I glance up at Kerian as I stick my tongue out and drag it up his hole.
He shudders against me, his eyes rolling back. “Umm, fuck, Dimples.”
“Good?” I ask, biting his left ass cheek hard enough to leave indents before I go back and lick around his hole. He nods. “You taste good, Slade.” I delve back in, licking and sucking at him like he does me. “Fuck, Kerian. Is this what it’s like for you?”
“Less talking, Braithe. There’s better uses for that tongue. Lick me like you’re starving for it,” Kerian says, grabbing the back of my head and holding me against his hole. “Fuck yes. Just like that.”
I swirl my tongue around his pucker, holding on to his hips so he can’t get away—but from the way he’s holding my head, he doesn’t want me going anywhere either.
A moan drifts from Kerian’s throat, going straight to my dick. He’s vocal when he’s fucking me, but he’s doing most of the work, even when I’m sucking him off. But this is all me. I’m doing this to him. I’m driving him wild with my tongue.
Kerian rocks his hips against my mouth. “Yeah. Fuck yeah. It’s so fucking hot, knowing you’re on your knees for me. Grab my dick, Dimples. Jerk me off.”
I drag my hand from his hip to his cock, stroking him off at a quick pace. The faster I move my hand, the faster I flick my tongue across him. Precum trails down his shaft, making it easier to tug him from base to tip.
“Goddamn, Zander,” Kerian moans, his fingers gripping my hair hard enough for my scalp to sting. “Your fucking tongue. You’re such a slut for this. You like this, don’t you? Like rimming my ass.”
I nod, meeting his eyes as he looks at me over his shoulder. My hand glides from his hip to his firm ass cheek, squeezing and pulling him apart so I can lick at him more.
God, I’ve never had anything like his taste on my tongue. So heady.
Kerian’s body twitches, his moans and demands of me louder. I listen with rapt attention, my dick so hard it could split bricks.
I drop lower and take his balls into my mouth, sucking one then the other without letting go of his shaft.
“Faster, Zander. I’m almost there,” Kerian moans in a tight voice, his body vibrating. “Make me come just like this and you’ll…” The groan that tears from his throat is almost feral. “I’ll give…Oh fuck, right there… another… reward.” I release his balls with a pop and go back to his hole, attacking it with my tongue. “Fuck yes, just like that. ”
Kerian pushes back into my face, chasing his release against my tongue. I let him, wanting him to take his pleasure from me as I lick and jerk him.
On instinct, I spear my tongue, pressing into him. Kerian makes a noise between a yelp and a groan, his hand fisted in my hair tightening almost painfully. I fuck him with my tongue, pushing my face into him as far as I can go, but it’s not nearly enough. I want to live in his fucking skin so I can always make him feel like this. His pleasure is undeniable. He’s so free with his moans, groans, and praise.
He’s so fucking hot, his head tipped back, eyes squeezed shut, and a look of pleasurable pain on his face.
Is this what I look like when he has me at his mercy? Does he get that heady sensation when I’m begging and pleading with him for release like he is right now? Is his cock painfully hard, waiting to slide inside me to chase his nut?
Will Kerian let me fuck him? He said he’d give me another reward if I make him come. That’s what I want, to be inside him, to have his hole strangle my cock while I pound into him.
I’ll ask as soon as he?—
“Ah, fuck , I’m coming,” Kerian says as he spurts over my hand. His hole flutters against my tongue, trying to drag me in so I can lick at him deeper. I wish I could push in more, to imprint his taste on my senses.
I lick and suck him through his orgasm, pulling every last drop from him, until Kerian unclenches his fist from my hair and pushes me away. “Too much,” he gasps, flopping down in his mess on the bed. He pants against the sheet, his legs still spread wide.
I pull my hand from under his body, licking the remnants of his climax from my fingers.
Kerian doesn’t seem to be able to move, so I climb onto the small bed beside him and pull him into my arms. The orgasm must have done his head in, because he lets me, relaxing with his back to my chest.
“You okay?” I ask, kissing the back of his neck.
He nods, sighing softly. “Think you broke me, Zander.”
I chuckle against his skin before licking a strip there. “Feels good, doesn’t it? Why do you think I’m always so eager to have your face close to my hole?”
“Because you’re a greedy little whore.”
“Yeah, yeah. Now you are too. Twinsies.”
“You’re so fucking weird,” Kerian says as he snickers.
We’re silent for a few minutes as I wait for Kerian to get his breathing under control. Once he’s no longer panting like he ran a marathon, he turns to me, grimacing as he rolls into his mess. “So.” He kisses me quickly. “You earned another reward. What will it be?”
“You sure that wasn’t a reward for you? You’re the one who came like a geyser, not me.”
He cocks an eyebrow at me, a slight frown marring his face. “Do you want the reward or not, Dimples?”
“I do.” I trail my thumb over his bottom lip before I lean in for a heated kiss. Kerian kisses me back with just as much heat, tangling his tongue with mine.
I roll on top of him, settling myself between Kerian’s legs. To my surprise, he wraps them around my waist, locking his ankles behind me. I get lost in the kiss, loving how he gives up control to me. Not completely, since he’s moving my head where he wants it, but he’s giving me what he can.
My heart thumps against my ribcage, knowing he’s opening himself up to me more. I’m not sure what I did to earn it, but I’m really fucking glad I did it.
When I finally break the kiss, I frame his face as I thumb over his lower lip, plump and wet from my mouth.
“What reward do you want?” he asks in a voice deep with arousal.
“I want to fuck you.”