Rough, Raw and Ready(48)

“Ranch work agrees with you.” Edgard flattened his palms on Trevor’s pecs and held them there for a second before slowly sliding his hands to Trevor’s ribs, landing solidly on his hips. Amidst openmouthed kisses Edgard murmured, “I wanna keep kissing you. I wanna keep touching you.”

“I’m good with that.” Trevor felt rough-tipped fingers roving down the outside of his leg and his cock twitched when Edgard dropped to his knees in front of him.

Firm male lips tickled the coarse hair on his thighs, back and forth in an erotic arc until Trevor trembled. “You like that.”

“You know I do.” Trevor grabbed his cock with his right hand and Edgard’s hair with his left, forcing Edgard to look up. Brushing the sticky cockhead over Edgard’s parted lips, he said, “You wanna suck it, you’re gonna suck all of it.” He cupped Edgard’s jaw, pushing his chin down and slid his shaft in halfway.

A moan reverberated up the length of his dick. While Edgard sucked, he slipped one hand between Trevor’s legs.

Trevor withdrew, warning, “No ass play. No strokin’ my balls. Mouth on my cock, hands on my thighs.”

“Whatever you want.”

“Open wide.” His hips snapped and he was buried balls deep in that blistering wet heat. Trevor didn’t move, he gave himself permission to feel. Edgard’s lips stretched around the base of his cock and his tongue stroked the underside of his shaft. The warmth 128







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of Edgard’s body radiating from beneath his clothes. The need to create that explosive friction had Trevor pulling back with the intention of slamming deep.

But Edgard wasn’t ready to release him. He sank his teeth into the hard flesh just enough to keep Trevor’s cock in place, digging his fingers into the tops of Trevor’s thighs.

Trevor growled. He absorbed the sensations, the liquid heat surrounding his cock increased as Edgard’s mouth filled with saliva.

Finally Edgard swallowed. The movement constricted the muscles around the head of his cock at the back of Edgard’s throat and sent a shockwave to his balls.

“Christ. Like that. Again.” Trevor held perfectly still, allowing for that mouthwatering buildup as his cock throbbed.

This time Edgard swallowed with more gusto.

Trevor groaned, sliding his hand down Edgard’s face, sweeping his thumb across the hollowed section of Edgard’s cheek. “No more teasin’ me.” When Edgard’s eyes glittered with that same overriding need, Trevor whispered, “Not a power thing. Because I’m dyin’ for my turn.” He pulled out slowly, prolonging the light scrape of teeth on the underside of his shaft.

“Hard. Hard and fast,” Edgard panted. “Like you used to, like you want to.”

Curling his hands around Edgard’s head, he yielded to lust. Every rapid, wet stroke brought him to the point of detonation. When his legs wobbled, Edgard steadied him even as that clever mouth destroyed him. His balls nearly disappeared they drew up so high and tight.

“Close. Jesus. Ed. Please. God. Now.” Trevor realized he had a death grip on Edgard’s head and let his left hand fall to his side.

Edgard never missed a beat as he reached for Trevor’s hand and threaded their fingers together, resting their joined hands on Trevor’s thigh.

It wasn’t the raw suctioning power of Ed’s eager mouth, or the wickedly accurate tongue that sent Trevor over the edge, but the understanding, the acknowledgment, the simple touch of Edgard’s rough-skinned hand in his.



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Trevor came in hot spurts, the sensations so intense he could only verbalize his enjoyment in a series of grunts. Edgard sucked in time to every pulse of his cock, prolonging the pleasure until Trevor’s entire body quaked.

“Stop,” he said hoarsely. “Jesus, Ed. Stop.” His spent cock slipped free from Edgard’s mouth, shiny, damp and red. Sated.

Edgard nuzzled the crease between Trevor’s crotch and thigh, trying to catch his breath.

With the fingers of his free hand twisted in Ed’s silky, dark hair, Trevor allowed the quiet moment to soothe him.

“Trev.”

He glanced down and Edgard clasped his forearm and rolled to his feet. Edgard’s compact, powerful body was right in front of him, their hands still clasped together.

The gold disappeared from Edgard’s eyes and they darkened to black. His lips, always temptingly full, were ripe and lush and trembling. Trevor softly said, “Hey,” and angled forward. He nibbled and teased Edgard’s mouth before diving in for a full-out, tongue-tangling kiss.

Trevor tasted himself on Edgard’s tongue. It was a darker flavor than Chassie’s mouth after she sucked him off.