Beautifully Moved (Candied Crush #5) - Charity Parkerson Page 0,2

slid up Xavier’s forearms, Dean accepted he wanted this more than he cared to admit. He didn’t know what to expect, yet Xavier still surprised him. He didn’t move fast. His lips touched the corner of Dean’s mouth lightly before pulling away an inch. Dean swayed toward him. Xavier brushed noses with Dean as he changed directions. This time, he gently sucked Dean’s bottom lip.

Dean’s hands found Xavier’s hips, he pulled Xavier closer. Xavier’s tongue traced the seam of Dean’s mouth. Dean opened and Xavier took control. He held Dean’s face and explored his mouth. Dean’s body reacted like Xavier licked his cock rather than his tongue. His fingers found the apron’s ties and tugged. The material dropped to the floor. Xavier’s kiss deepened. Dean squeezed his ass, trying to get even closer. Xavier was soft yet firm. Dean couldn’t stop touching him. His heart beat so fast, he worried it might fail. Then Xavier’s kiss softened. He spent a moment brushing lips with Dean before backing away.

Xavier’s cheeks were flushed, his eyes hooded. His gaze lingered on Dean’s mouth. “There. Now you can never again say you haven’t kissed a man.” His gaze lifted and collided with Dean’s. “What’s next?”

Dean arms shot out, stopping Xavier from getting away. He wanted Xavier’s mouth on his skin. Dean hauled Xavier back into his arms. “It’s time for you to stop teasing me. That’s what.”

The evil-sounding chuckle that fell from Xavier’s lips told the truth. Xavier had one hundred percent been tormenting him on purpose for months now. His hands went straight for the button on Dean’s jeans. “I want to taste your dick.”

Dean’s lungs nearly collapsed as all the air left him in a sharp pant. He had never had anyone this incredibly sexy say something so freaking hot to him. If Dean wasn’t careful, Xavier would have him blowing in thirty seconds flat. Xavier set Dean’s erection free like a master. He dropped his head to Dean’s lap without preamble. All Dean could do was grasp at his sanity while Brett deep throated him like a fucking star. Pressure beat at his crown. He was ready to fill Xavier’s mouth full of cum in a matter of seconds. Dean didn’t want things to end that fast. He had spent way too many nights with his cock in his hand, stroking and chanting Xavier’s name. He needed more.

Dean snagged Xavier’s hair and tugged. He stood as he urged Xavier’s mouth back to his. He tried beating his desire into submission while he explored Xavier’s mouth. “I want to fuck you.” The confession was easier to say than to execute to Dean’s mind. He craved being inside Xavier, but this was his first time with a man. He had no clue where to start.

Xavier took control—like he understood Dean’s plight. “Tell me you carry a condom.”

Dean nodded and dug for his wallet. His hands shook as tore into the square package. Adrenaline and lust made it hard for him to focus, but he didn’t miss a second of watching Xavier use some type of cooking oil to lube his asshole. He was shameless. Xavier held Dean’s stare while fingering and stretching himself. It was hot. Dean wasn’t used to dealing with someone who unabashedly took what they wanted.

While Dean watched, Xavier stroked his cock. He looked every bit as turned on as Dean felt. “Take off your shirt.”

Dean immediately obeyed.

“Mhmm. Goddamn. Look at that hairy chest and all that ink. Fuck. You are delicious.” Xavier leaned back against the island. With his elbows braced on the hard surface behind him, Xavier’s abs bunched as he easily lifted his weight. Dean was fascinated by the sight of Xavier’s muscles in action, showing off his balance and strength. He wrapped his legs around Dean, urging him closer. “Don’t worry. You won’t hurt me. If you do, I kind of like that.”

Fuck. Dean really wouldn’t last long. Xavier did and said all the right things to make Dean’s dick throb. “I don’t think I’ve ever been so hard for anyone.”

Xavier smirked at Dean’s confession. “Prove it.”

Dean couldn’t pass up that challenge. With one hand gripping Xavier’s firm ass cheek, Dean used the other to guide his dick to Xavier’s asshole. The tight muscles surrounding Xavier’s hole fought him. He had to push his way inside. Once his crown was in, Xavier’s body sucked him deeper. A loud pant escaped Dean. He hadn’t expected that. He was so horny, he thought—even if he came in two