Joker (Hell's Ankhor #8) - Aiden Bates Page 0,44

so deliciously subtle and good. He gripped my knees, spreading them a little wider apart, taking a moment to rub his hands up and down the muscle of my thighs again.

“Yeah, if you get a fuckin’ move on,” I said through gritted teeth.

Brennan laughed, kissed my hip, and then finally—finally—popped the button on my jeans. I couldn’t bite back the groan that slipped past my lips, it just felt so good to finally have some of the pressure relieved. I felt Brennan’s lip curve into a smile against my skin as he pulled down the zipper, too.

Then, without any hesitation, he wrestled my jeans and shorts down just enough to free my cock. It slapped against my belly, painfully hard, and I shivered at the sudden exposure and the chill in the air.

“Wow,” Brennan said, eyes widening. There was that warm breath again, this time right over my cock, and it twitched in anticipation.

“Come on,” I said, in a tone that was definitely not begging. I raked one hand through Brennan’s hair, still propped up on the other elbow to look down at him. But I couldn’t deny I kind of liked the tone of admiration in Brennan’s voice when he sized up my cock.

Brennan stroked me roughly a few times as he dropped kisses on my hips and abs. His touch made me impossibly harder as heat curled low in my belly. I didn’t know how the fuck I was supposed to last if just his hand got me this loopy.

Then he shot me a playful smile before he leaned down and wrapped his mouth around the head of my cock.

Fuck. Fuck, it felt so good. Better than I’d even dared to imagine. Hot, wet, eager: he pressed his tongue to the underside of my cock, and then wasted no time sucking more of my length into his mouth. What he couldn’t fit into his mouth, he wrapped his hand around, sucking me wet and sloppy while he jerked me until his grip was slick.

I kept my hand curled in his hair and tightened my grip as pleasure rocketed through me.

“Fuck, that feels good,” I murmured, dropping my head back.

Even the hard surface of the bench underneath me felt good, a contrast to the soft, tight heat of his mouth. He kept going, sucking hard and fast, and it wasn’t long before the heat in my gut began to tighten, making the muscles in my legs tense and my toes curl in my boots.

“Ah, shit, Brennan—keep that up and I ain’t gonna last,” I groaned.

Brennan pulled off my cock and grinned at me. His lips were swollen. He jacked me slowly, his grip loose as it slid messily up my cock and over the head. “Yeah? Already close?”

“Course I am,” I grumbled. “You’re fuckin’ amazing.”

“You wanna come?” he asked.

“No way.” I sat up and encouraged Brennan to his feet, so I could kiss him deeply, chasing the hint of my own taste in his mouth. “Didn’t you say something about fucking me?”

Brennan smirked into the kiss. “Yeah? You want that?”

“Fuck, yeah,” I muttered. I fiddled with the button on his jeans but couldn’t quite get them open while I was busy kissing him, so I settled for just palming the hard line of his cock in his jeans instead.

Brennan laughed at my inability to open the button and broke the kiss. He gripped my nape and guided me up to my slightly unsteady feet, then tugged at the waistband of my jeans. “Get these off, then.”

It was a little awkward, but we both laughed and traded kisses as we wrestled out of our shoes and jeans. Once we were finally naked, Brennan pulled me close and kissed me hard, and I shivered at the feeling of his hard cock pressed against my hip. Then, with both hands at my hips, he turned me around and bent me over the bench.

I stifled a groan as I leaned forward, my forearms on the bench and my head tilted down. God, the sheer desire that coursed through me when he manhandled me like that was almost overwhelming. Almost embarrassing. It was just so fucking good, to be wanted so intensely like this, and to just let Brennan take control. So I could just let go for a little while. I fucking loved it.

Brennan smoothed one hand up my back, then back down. The sensation sent shivers all the way down to my heels. It was so nice, but also had the promise