"I really want to kiss you." Elam eyes locked
onto Pat's luscious and tempting lips. They were perfectly made for kissing.
"So, so much."
"Okay," Pat whispered right back before his
eyes dropped to Elam's lips.
He tipped Pat's mouth up with one finger under
his chin and feathered his mouth over his lips. He felt his cock swell and
pulse as he licked at Pat's lips with his tongue, silently asking for
permission to take the kiss deeper.
Elam drew in the breath that Pat let out. The
sweet shudder that shook Pat was just what Elam had been hoping for when he
fantasized about kissing him. When Pat's lips parted, Elam groaned and moved
inside to explore and conquer the moist heat of his mouth. The taste of Pat
exploded on his tongue, his senses reeling.
Pat tasted just as sweet as that shudder, like
honey, and Elam wanted more. He wrapped his hand around the nape of Pat's neck
and pulled his closer as he tilted his head to get a better angle. Kissing Pat
was like kissing a shooting star. It made Elam's stomach tingle and his heart
beat faster. It was definitely out of this world.
Elam tangled with Pat's tongue
for a moment, licking and sucking on the slick appendage. He could feel Pat's
hard cock against his stomach, but he honestly wanted Pat's mouth more right
now, so he continued his exploration.
He pushed his tongue back into
Pat's mouth for a slower, gentler exploration. He teased, tasted, and became
familiar again with the sexy mouth he'd been dreaming about since he'd first
seen the man leaning over the top of him.
As his tongue swirled with Pat's, his cock
throbbed with painful, aching need. His tongue rasped through the slit of
Pat's lips, slowly, erotically, and so hot that Elam felt like he was melting.
He took Pat's mouth again and again as he gathered the man to him, lifting
Pat's body high against his chest.
"Pat...can I?"
Panting softly, Pat blinked up at him. "Can
you what?"
"I want you." Elam glanced down Pat's svelte
body. "All of you."
"O-Okay," Pat replied in a shaky breath.
Elam grinned as he stroked his hands down
Pat's chest to the hem of his shirt. Pat's lashes fluttered, his lips parting
as Elam pulled the shirt gently over his head. The fabric slid down the man's
arms like an erotic caress, and then he tossed it aside before reaching for
his pants.
The second pat was Elam rolled to the side of
the bed and got up, quickly stripping his own clothes off and tossing them
aside before turning to look back at Pat.
Elam inhaled softly as his eyes drank in the
sight of the beautiful man lying there in the bed. His fists clenched at the
intense arousal building, burning inside of him. Elam closed his eyes as he
breathed in raggedly.
"You're so beautiful, Pat." Elam's eyes
snapped up when a small chuckle fell from Pat's lips. He arched an eyebrow in
question.
The statement had been a compliment, not a
joke, but from the twinkle in the man's deep brown eyes, Elam knew Pat wasn't
mocking him.
Pat grinned sheepishly. "I think you're
crazy."
"I'm not."
Pat really was stunning.
Elam closed his eyes and shook his head to
escape the power Pat suddenly held over him. Never before had Elam felt
anything this intense, this powerful. He wanted to run his tongue over Pat's
smooth skin, feel Pat's heat, touch him, and taste him.
Every inch of him.
"Oh, yeah." Pat's eyes lit with humor. "You're
crazy."
Elam grinned. He liked this more humorous side
of Pat. There were hidden depths to the man, and Elam planned to discover all
of them.
He also planned to discover every inch of the
man's body, from the top of his head to the tips of his toes and every damn
inch in between. Elam raised his hand and reached for Pat, then stopped. His
eyes flickered up. "Can I touch you?"
"Yes." Pat exhaled the single word on a shaky
breath.
Elam leaned down and nuzzled the soft skin of
Pat's neck.
Taking his sweet time, he slowly kissed a
trail down Pat's smooth neck and past his collarbone until he came to Pat's
nipple. With a stroke of his tongue over the tiny little bud, Elam teased the
hardened nub before latching onto it with his lips and sucking it into his
mouth. He rolled it between his teeth and then lapped at the sensitive flesh.
Pat arched off the bed, bucking against Elam as a breathless moan escaped his
lips.
And Elam felt like a god.
He had done that. He had driven that sweet
moan of ecstasy out of this sweet man's mouth. Not even the most pleasurable
orgasm could bring Elam to the heights of happiness that knowledge took him
to.
"We need lube and a condom."
Pat arched an eyebrow. "I didn't bring any
with me. Did you?"
"No, but..." Elam's forehead creased as he
frowned. "Didn't you say the Blaecleah brothers use this place to get away?"
Pat nodded.
Elam smiled before he jumped up and started
searching through the nightstands. It wasn't until he got to the bottom drawer
that he found what he was looking for. He grinned as he climbed back up onto
the bed.
Elam popped the top on the bottle of lube and
slicked up his fingers. He liberally coated over each finger, his body
hardening further at the thought of what he was about to do.
After placing the bottle back on the
nightstand, Elam slipped his hand around Pat to rub his finger over the man's
hole. Pat was right. It had been a long time for him. The smaller man's
muscles were so tight that Elam was a little worried he would hurt him.
Gradually, sensually, Elam traced his fingers
from the tip of Pat's tailbone down his ass crease to his balls, and then back
again. Not only was Elam repeating this action to relax Pat, but it was
bringing him immeasurable pleasure as well.
The feel of Pat's body under his fingers sent
spikes of fire through Elam's body, shooting the flames straight to his cock.
The ache was so deep that it was torture.
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