In Enemy Territory - Shannon West Page 0,30
before our mission is over? Why do you care about me?”
Rasc was surprised when Bonnett moved fast, coming right up on him and pressing his body against his, moving him up against the wall. Bonnett’s hands caressed his naked ass, pulling it tightly toward him, while managing to thrust his tongue into Rasc’s more than willing mouth. His fingers slid over Rasc’s jaw, stroked down his throat, and traced the outline of his lips while Rasc moaned and melted in his arms.
Bonnett stopped kissing him long enough to look down at him. “I have no idea why. But it seems as if I do.”
Rasc’s eyes went wide and his breath started coming faster. Bonnett’s eyes, on the other hand, were heavy lidded and full of need. “Damn you, Centarlo,” he murmured as he stepped close again and pressed his lips against Rasc’s hair. “This in no way means I don’t still disapprove of you, you know. Strongly. And I think you need a strong hand to keep you in line.”
“Okay,” Rasc replied, his voice coming out surprisingly shaky. “Duly noted.”
Bonnett slid down to his knees in front of Rasc, pushed his teruga aside, and gave Rasc’s twitching cock a little lick on the tip as he passed it—a promise of things to come. His lips touched Rasc’s scrotum, and he made a soft sound deep in his throat. Rasc looked down in wonder as his hard cock bobbed at Bonnett’s face, and Bonnett reached eagerly for it, caressing Rasc’s balls with his hand before wrapping his lips around his cock head.
Still feeling as if he might wake up to find that he was lying in the yard, knocked out by some of Kroman’s men and this was all some kind of crazy dream, Rasc put his hands on Bonnett’s head, not forcing him, but simply carding his fingers through all that silky hair. Bonnett licked the head of Rasc’s cock, all around the glans, tasting it and making Rasc gasp at how it felt. Unable to be still, Rasc thrust his hips forward a little and his dick slid into the back of Bonnett’s mouth. Bonnett looked up with a twinkle in those green eyes and swallowed around it. Rasc made a noise like he’d never made before and bucked so hard Bonnett eased up a little and pulled off, sitting back on his heels.
Rasc knew he was breathing hard and making little moaning sounds that Bonnett apparently liked, if his Tygerian words of encouragement were anything to go by. Rasc usually hated the sound of that language, but in Bonnett’s mouth, the words were tender and almost unbearably sweet. He teased the vein underneath Rasc’s shaft with his tongue, following it all the way down and then back up to lap around the head again. Rasc tightened his hands in Bonnett’s hair and groaned out low words of encouragement. God, this was going to kill him soon, but if this was to be the manner of his death, it could definitely have been worse.
Bonnett was cupping Rasc’s balls, holding the hot flesh in one hand and massaging them. With the other hand, he was teasing his perineum, raking his nails gently, gently across it. His mouth engulfed Rasc’s cock again and unable to stand it any longer, Rasc thrust into Bonnett’s throat. Bonnett took him all, his gag reflex apparently nearly non-existent. Continuing to suck Rasc up and down in a hard rhythm, he stuck a finger up to Rasc’s soft, tight hole and pre-cum began spilling from Rasc helplessly. Bonnett began to add his teeth very gently to the pressure on Rasc’s cock, slowly skimming them up his shaft, waiting for Rasc’s muffled sounds of pleasure. He didn’t have long to wait. Rasc began thrashing his head, his whole body rippling with need.
When Bonnett came back up to the head and thrust his tongue down into the slit, Rasc’s scream echoed off the walls of the little alley and Bonnett laughed, pulling off and standing up to cup his hand over Rasc’s mouth. “Be quiet. This is no one’s business but ours.”
“Oh God, please,” Rasc moaned, and Bonnett took over with his hand to finish Rasc off. He grasped Rasc’s cock and moved quickly in an up and down motion, hard and fast and hot. Again and again until Rasc came with another hoarse shout, still muffled by Bonnett’s hand. Rasc’s really impressive spurts of cum sprayed upward over his belly and his chest. Bonnett even licked a