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Rob fisted a handful of Casey's hair and pulled gently until the man's head
was tilted back and then he lowered his head,
pressing their mouths together in a gentle kiss.
There was a quality to kissing Casey that was unparalleled to anyone Rob had
kissed in the past. Casey didn't just press his lips to someone's and move
them around a little bit. He leaned into the kiss and put his entire body into
it.
It was a kiss for his tired soul to melt into.
As his tongue explored at its leisure, Rob
gently stroked the lissome body pressed against him. Needing just a little bit
more, Rob slid his tongue inside the warm heat of Casey’s mouth, tasting him,
devouring what the man had to offer.
As he pulled back, he nipped Casey's bottom
lip with his teeth.
"I ache, Rob." As if to emphasize his words,
Casey rubbed against Rob, leaving no doubt as to what he meant. Casey's cock
was like a steel rod in his pants.
Rob swallowed hard as the lust igniting in his gut burned away his ability to
breath. He glanced toward the kitchen where he could hear his parents talking
in low voices. He knew he would get his head handed to him if he took Casey
upstairs and claimed him as he really wanted to do. But that didn't mean he
couldn't take the edge off until he could.
He lifted Casey up in his arms and carried him out of the living room and down
the hallway to the guest bathroom. He stepped inside and set Casey down on the
bathroom counter before turning back and locking the door.
Once he turned back to Casey, he leaned in for another kiss.
Their lips met again but this time it wasn't
the slow tender and gentle thing it had been before. This time it was out of
control, maddeningly frantic, needy. Blood pounded in his brain, leapt from
his heart, and made his knees tremble.
Casey’s skin was flushed, his beautiful face
transformed by the flush of desire. Rob hadn’t thought Casey could get any
better-looking, but staring down at the man, he knew he had been wrong. His
mate was breathtaking.
He was one lucky bear.
Rob leaned forward, inhaling Casey’s scent
from collarbone to ear, taking in the scent of cinnamon and apples. The sweet
fragrance rushed back into Rob in a wave of intoxication. Smelling Casey was
hardening his cock. Rob loved the smell of the man, was addicted to his
delicious flavor.
There was a pull that was almost maddening in
his mind. Rob wanted to sink deep into the man’s soul and never come out. It
was a need so strong that Rob let it wash over him and carry him under.
He glanced down at his mate, staring as he
snaked his hand into Casey’s jeans and massaged the heated flesh tenting up
his pants. It was hard, but felt like liquid silk under his fingers with the
pre-cum leaking over Rob’s fingers.
Lifting his hand to his mouth, Rob sucked his
fingers in, the tangy taste rolling over his taste buds like nectar to a bee.
He groaned, licking each finger clean before he pulled at the waistband of
Casey’s pants, chasing the material down Casey’s body until he could toss the
fabric aside.
Casey lay there on the counter, stunningly
naked, exposed to Rob’s appreciative eyes. He drank the man in as he pushed
Casey’s thighs apart.
He found himself wanting to rub his scent all
over Casey again. The urge was strong, compelling him to lean forward until
his stomach was touching Casey’s erection. He rubbed his body over Casey’s
length, feeling the pre-cum trailing over his skin.
“Rob?” Casey asked.
Rob grinned as he dropped down until his head
was even with Casey’s weeping cock. He licked a path down Casey's abdomen to
his cock. He nuzzled in the wiry curls before licking his way up the fully
hard shaft and sucking at the engorged head to savor Casey’s pre-cum.
Casey groaned out his pleasure as Rob
swallowed the erection to the root. Using his tongue, Rob laved the tender
depression beneath the swollen crown and then tongue-fucked the tiny slit,
licking away the salty taste of Casey’s desires.
“Please,” Casey hissed as he gripped the edge
of the countertop until his knuckles turned white.
Rob placed Casey's feet on his shoulders and
then pushed his knees apart. He wished he had a camera to take a picture of
what was most definitely the most erotic sight he had ever seen. His jeans
became tight, quickly growing uncomfortable.
Rob splayed his fingers over Casey's nicely
rounded ass cheeks and pulled them apart before abandoning the man's cock and
lowering his head to lick at his tight puckered hole. The high keening cry
that came from his mate made Rob's bear rumble. The desire to take Casey and
claim him was riding him hard and it was all Rob could do to keep his bear at
bay.
He concentrated on pleasing his mate, which
seemed to satisfy his bear. Making sure he left plenty of spittle behind, Rob
swallowed the man's cock again. At the same time, he pushed his finger into
Casey's ass, curving his finger up to reach that special spot.
Casey bucked, driving his cock deep. Rob
sucked harder. He wanted, needed, his lover's seed in his mouth. When Casey
cried out and filled Rob's mouth with his release, Rob swallowed greedily,
savoring the salty taste of his lover's cream.
Rob fumbled with the buttons on his jeans,
frantic. His balls burned, and at this intensity, Rob knew he wasn’t going to
last long. He jumped to his feet and shoved his jeans down his thighs.
Grabbing his aching shaft, Rob began pumping his hand at a frantic rate.
"Rob."
Rob's eyes snapped to Casey. He felt his balls draw up tight to his body when
the man lifted his hoodie up to his throat, baring his stomach and chest.
"Come on me. I want to smell like you."
His mate's simple request was all it took for Rob to find his release.
Rob came with an incoherent, hoarse shout. He
spurted hot jets of cum all over Casey's naked skin, marking him in a way that
every bear would understand.
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