“I love you.” I said it because I could, and went in for a kiss. A hard open-mouthed kiss with teeth, and with every graze, every gasp we were inventing a new us.
I put my hands on him, slid them from his strong shoulders down to his ass and grabbed on as he bucked into me. “Yeah, touch me. I want you to fuck me so bad. Ride you, umm,” He groaned like he was imagining something delicious. “Yeah, I want to climb on your lap and ride you.”
“Are you trying to kill me?” I complained as a breath skittered out of me at the image. Of him astride my lap, taking his pleasure on me. I gasped, so turned on I was sure I’d come before we got anywhere near fucking. But without warning, he pulled back.
“But first I want you in my mouth.” He shook his head and grinned at the expression on my face. “I need to finish what we started on that damn plane.”
Before I could even come up with a coherent response he was pushing and tugging until I was flat on my back with my legs spread so he could kneel between them. He ran both hands over my thighs, a greediness in his eyes I’d never seen before. “I can’t stop thinking of how it felt to have these slamming against me.” His breath caught and I saw him harden from whatever was going through his head.
“You really want me like that?” It was a dumb question, insecure and stupid, because I could see he did. I could see it in the way his eyes couldn’t stop roaming my chest. But still, the small part of me which couldn’t quite believe this could be true had to know.
He didn’t answer, just gave me a look that told me he was about to prove it to me. Once he’d positioned himself so he was face to face with my cock, he looked up, and the wickedness in those brown eyes had my stomach doing all kinds of backflips.
Once he had me panting, he finally talked. “Clearly telling you I want you isn’t enough, so I’m going to have to show you. And I promise, once this is done, you’re not going to have an ounce of doubt.”
“Okay,” I answered, dazed.
“When have I ever broken a promise I’ve made to you, Yariel?”
Never. Not once.
Chapter 11
Hatuey
It’s not like I didn’t know Yariel was going to make me work for it. He was scared. I knew that. This was all exciting and new for me—for him it was the thing he’d told himself a million times he could never have. I knew that too.
Hell, that had always been us: me finding something I was into and wanting to dive in headfirst while dragging him reluctantly along. It only made senseI’dhave to convincehim,when he was the one who had been out for years. That’s why all this mattered. He was the one who’d gotten there first. He’d been waiting, and I had to show him I wanted in. But mostly I just wanted to take care of him.
Our friendship had always been Yari coming to my rescue. Holding it down for both of us. I took a lot, I was greedy for the things I wanted and he always seemed happy to give me everything I needed. But now it had to be me who gave. Who took the time to address every whim and every want Yariel had.
“I love how you feel,” I crowed as I ran a hand on the inside of his thighs. They were massive and sculpted from the grueling routines he did to make himself strong. No one worked as hard as this man did. Yariel didn’t believe in resting on his laurels—if he was passionate about something, he gave it his all. He’d always done so with me.
“I don’t know where to touch first,” I confessed as I cupped his balls and sucked on one, making his back arch off the bed. “You like that?”
He sucked his teeth, his jaw tight as I took him in my mouth, hands still busy playing with him. “Hatuey, fuck. I’m not gonna last.” His voice shook and his thighs were like concrete under my hand as my head bobbed up and down, taking as much of him as I could manage.
“I want to make you feel good, Yariel. Tell me how to touch you, what you like,” I demanded as I ran a thumb over his hole and stroked him, eliciting something as close to whimper as I’d ever heard from my best friend. “I can’t wait to learn all the ways to please you.”
I scattered kisses on the jut of his hip, his balls and even the tip of his cock, until he fisted the back of my head and guided my mouth to where he needed me.
“Stop playing and take it.” I smiled around the mouthful cock, shivering from how hot it was to see him like this. I went to work on that big dick, and when I did, he sank back down, head on the pillow as he grunted his approval.
“Shit, that’s good. Keep sucking on that. Use your tongue,” he said, and it occurred to me that this was the kind of bossiness I could definitely get into. Every word out of his mouth made the temperature in my blood go up. “Mmm asi, cogelo todo.”
Fuck, I was going to come just from hearing him.
“I’m gonna blow, baby. I want to be inside you when I do.”
Thatgot my attention. “It’s hard to say no to a request like that,” I gasped out after reluctantly taking my mouth off his dick, then made my way up his body. I pressed my mouth to his and asked for what I wanted between kisses. “Tell me how you’ll do it?”
He ran the tip of his tongue along the shell of my ear as he grunted out a list of unspeakably filthy things. “I’m going to turn you around right now. Put you on your knees and then I’ll get you ready. Work this ass like I’ve been wanting to.”
I was sure my heart was going to burst out of my chest. “Ummm, how’s it going to feel?”
He growled as he tightened a hand on the back of my neck and brought me in for a bruising kiss. By the time he released my mouth, I was lightheaded, and still I needed more. “Tell me.”
“I’m going to be so deep inside. You’re going to feel for days.”
