of you breeding me. I pushed my fingers into my ass, and I was so wet for you.”
Burning up, Travis shoved his hand into the back of Micah’s sweats and found his opening. It felt different from when Micah had been in heat. Clenched tight, dry, and tiny. But when he teased it with his fingertip, Micah moaned, and a drop of slick escaped. Travis pressed and slipped inside just an inch.
“I missed you inside me.”
Travis fingered Micah’s hole, the thrusts careful and shallow, and the slick coated his finger, unmistakable proof of how much Micah wanted him.
“I want to suck you.” Micah’s angelic face became a picture of lust when he uttered the crude, honest wish. Travis was in erotic heaven. He pushed deeper with his finger, and Micah rocked in his lap, gasping softly. With his other hand, Travis freed Micah’s cock and caressed it.
“Stop! I don’t want to come yet.”
Stilling his movements, Travis let go of Micah’s cock, but he left his finger inside, unwilling to lose the unique connection. As he stared at Micah’s straining erection, a pearl of clear liquid appeared at the tip. He wants me so much he’s drowning in desire.
And he loves me.
“Look at you,” he murmured, voice hoarse with emotion. Micah needed him, and it made him dizzy.
Micah leaned in for a deep kiss. “I meant it. I want to feel you in my mouth again.” The whisper bathed his lips with hot breaths.
Unable to resist, Travis pushed in and out of Micah’s hole roughly a few times, and Micah arched in his lap, his untouched erection jerking between them.
“Micah, with every word you say, you drive me insane. You’re so slick for me. Feels like heat.”
Micah touched Travis’s fly, frantically pulling at the buttons, but Travis covered his hands with his palm and stilled the movement of his finger inside Micah’s warmth.
“I need to shower. I’ve been in meetings the whole day and then spent five hours in the car.”
“I don’t care,” Micah whined.
Travis silenced him with another kiss and pulled his fingers from Micah’s hole. He held Micah’s ass and stood. He wanted to get rid of the grime from the city before he made love to his mate for the whole night. The only thing he wanted to smell was Micah.
Micah kissed and nuzzled under his ear when Travis carried him to the downstairs bathroom. He put him on his feet and dragged his T-shirt off. As soon as his arms were free, Micah went back to working Travis’s fly open. They stripped in haste, pulling on each other’s clothes, tangling their limbs in cotton, and fumbling uselessly until Travis finally yanked off his socks, and they were naked. Micah threw himself into Travis’s arms, eager to fuse their bodies. Kissing sloppily, they stumbled toward the shower stall. Travis set the water with one hand and waited for it to warm up while Micah caught his hard cock and stroked, moaning into his mouth. Travis was going to lose it fast.
As soon as the water hit their shoulders, Micah grabbed the shower gel, lathered Travis’s chest, his armpits and pecs, and his belly, and then he reached around over his ass cheeks and into his crease. Micah’s fingers washing his pucker sent another lightning bolt of desire into Travis’s balls. His young lover was unaware of how erotic his guileless exploration was. Micah rinsed his hands in the running water and took more shower gel, this time soaping Travis’s cock and balls.
With trembling fingers, Travis traced the beautiful curve of Micah’s parted lips, the shape of his eyebrows, and the line of his jaw. Micah was fully focused on washing him, running his hands up and down Travis’s hopelessly hard length. He shoved Travis under the spray and slid his palms all over Travis’s skin as the soap bubbles got carried down the drain. Then he turned the water off and knelt.
Travis could only gasp.
Micah sucked Travis’s cockhead into his mouth with a hungry growl, and his erection jolted between his legs. No teasing or pacing, only greed. He took in as much as possible, gagging a little. He swallowed and tried again. Bobbing his head, he sucked Travis in deep, almost two-thirds of the hard length disappearing between his reddened lips, and he groaned when Travis hit the back of his throat.
“Micah, love. Fuck. You’re stunning.”
Micah’s untamed lust was the single most exciting thing Travis had ever seen. He was helpless, entirely under Micah’s control, a slave