Page 37 of The Beautiful Mess

“But now I want to suck other parts of your beautiful body.” Kerry dropped to his knees between Keegan’s parted thighs.

Warm lips pressed a series of kisses on Keegan’s belly, and a wet tongue dipped into his navel. Kerry angled his face to brush his beard over the sensitive skin, and Keegan squirmed. Big hands landed on Keegan’s thighs to hold him in place, but in a way that drove Keegan mad with desire. Kerry nuzzled his nose along Keegan’s stomach, then over the front of his jeans. The pressure against his thighs eased because Kerry shifted his hands up to Keegan’s waistband, where he made the simple act of slipping buttons through holes the sexiest thing Keegan had ever seen. Kerry spread the placket open to reveal Keegan’s pale pink briefs with a telltale wet spot. Then he held Keegan’s gaze as he leaned down and inhaled deeply.

“You smell better than I ever imagined.” Kerry’s husky voice turned Keegan’s insides to jelly. “I don’t just want to imprint your body with mine. I want to devour you until there’s no you or me, just us.” Kerry personified the Big Bad Wolf in that moment, but Keegan would not play the meek Little Red Riding Hood.

He reached into his underwear and pulled his dick free. The swollen head was slick with precum when he pressed it to Kerry’s lips. “Get to eating, wolf.”

Their gentle exploration ended in a hungry growl as Kerry sucked his dick down to the root. Keegan arched his hips up off the bed, and Kerry tugged his underwear and jeans down to mid-thigh to bare more of him. Kerry angled his head so he could watch Keegan’s expression as he worked his cock up and down. Keegan’s entire body shook as pleasure threatened to blow his circuits. Instead of slowing Kerry down, Keegan fisted his luxurious, wavy strands and thrust his hips, driving his dick into the eager mouth. The wet, sloppy noises Kerry made were filthy, but instead of being repulsed by his reaction, Keegan embraced the carnal desire it stirred within. The only thing Keegan resented was the denim prison surrounding his legs. He wanted to spread them wide and offer all of himself to Kerry, but he didn’t want to lose Kerry’s wicked mouth.

Keegan started to squirm and push his jeans down a little farther. Kerry got the hint and shifted enough to strip Keegan bare without slowing his suction down. Warm hands massaged his thighs, inching closer and closer to his groin. Kerry’s thumbs brushed over his taut balls and below to Keegan’s taint. The blow job continued in earnest until a curious digit brushing over Keegan’s puckered entrance earned a needy whimper.

Kerry lifted his head, wet lips curving into a wicked smile. “Feel good?”

Nodding, Keegan said, “Do it again.”

Kerry placed his hands under Keegan’s thighs and pushed his legs up and open. His hungry gaze fell to Keegan’s most intimate parts. “Look at you,” Kerry said. “So fucking perfect. So pink. I want to taste you here too.” Their eyes met again, and Keegan saw the unspoken question in Kerry’s gaze.

Did he want this? To know what Kerry’s tongue felt like against his hole? The tight clinch in his core was a resounding affirmative. “Hell yes,” Keegan said.

Kerry lowered his head between Keegan’s legs again, stopping to place ticklish kisses on his inner thighs. Beard hair rasped over delicate skin as Kerry inched closer to Keegan’s center, making him feel alive in a way Keegan had never experienced. He nearly came out of his body when Kerry pressed a kiss just to the right of Keegan’s quivering pucker. Anticipation strung him tighter than a bow when Kerry lifted his head. Waiting for his lips to land where Keegan wanted them most made the moment drag out insufferably long.

Kerry blew over the sensitive flesh, and Keegan released the neediest whimper. And then his mouth was there, licking, teasing, and sucking Keegan’s entrance. Kerry held his hips in a bruising grip as if he feared Keegan would take his treat away. A wicked, wet tongue circled his rim and wiggled into his puckered entrance. Kerry wedged his broad shoulders under Keegan’s thighs and lifted him into the air. He clutched Kerry’s hair in surprise, then cried out in ecstasy when Kerry wriggled his tongue and breached Keegan’s hole with a savage growl.

But that was just the beginning of Kerry’s erotic onslaught, and Keegan’s mouth fell open in a silent scream as Kerry tongue-fucked his hole with wild abandon. His nose bumped relentlessly against Keegan’s taint, and Kerry’s bristled jaw rasped against Keegan’s spread ass cheeks. The onslaught of sensations brought him to the precipice of climax much too soon. He wanted to feel the euphoria of an orgasm with Kerry, but not yet. That’s when his guilt and recrimination could make an appearance, and he was desperate to hold on to this joy for as long as possible.

“I’m going to come if you don’t stop,” Keegan warned. He didn’t sound nearly as panicked as he felt, but Kerry must’ve seen the truth in his gaze.

He withdrew his tongue and lifted his head. “Then I’ll just make you come again.” The simple response made Keegan smile. Kerry held his gaze, waiting for his decision.

“Well, if it’s that easy…” Keegan tugged Kerry’s head back down to where he wanted it.

This time, Kerry sucked his middle finger deep into his mouth and made a show of slowly dragging it from his mouth. The digit was long and slick, and Keegan knew exactly where Kerry planned to put it. Soft kisses drifted across his pelvis, and Kerry’s nose nudged against Keegan’s cock. The wet finger pressed against his entrance at the same time Kerry wrapped his lips around Keegan’s cockhead. He held his breath in anticipation, but it whooshed out when Kerry penetrated his ass and sucked his dick down to the root at the same time. The finger stretching Keegan open curled and nudged his prostate.

“Oh fuck,” Keegan said. He tensed his body, fighting the sensations to make the pleasure last. Maybe he could’ve held off if he’d closed his eyes and hadn’t witnessed the wicked joy in Kerry’s dark eyes as Keegan thrust his hips, fucking Kerry’s mouth while riding his finger. Suddenly, chasing a climax like this wasn’t enough. He laid his hand on a broad shoulder, and Kerry stopped and stood up. Keegan scooted farther up the bed to give them room for what he really wanted. “I want you inside me when I come.”

“Yeah?” Kerry truly looked like a powerful wolf stalking his prey as he crawled up the mattress at a slower pace.

“Yes.”

Kerry didn’t stop his momentum until he hovered over Keegan on all fours. He captured his mouth in a long, deep kiss before he leaned toward his nightstand to get supplies. He rolled on a condom with economical movements that betrayed his familiarity with the practice. Keegan didn’t have time to get insecure over their varying experience levels because Kerry moved between his legs once more. Maybe he saw a flash of something in Keegan’s eyes anyway because Kerry paused for a kiss. “This is the first time I’ve ever invited a guy to my home and into my bed. No one compares to you. Do you hear me?”

Keegan nodded eagerly and rested his hands on Kerry’s shoulders. “Let’s see what you’ve got.”

He took his time working Keegan open before slicking up his erection and pressing it against his entrance. They kept their gazes locked on one another as Kerry entered him slowly. Keegan’s breath hitched as his body burned and stretched to accommodate Kerry’s girth and length. He didn’t mean to tense, but Kerry was attuned to his every nuance. “Do you need me to slow down or stop?”

Keegan tightened his legs around Kerry’s waist. “Don’t you dare.”

Kerry leaned over Keegan and kissed him hungrily until he relaxed, then pushed the rest of the way home. “Just give me a minute.” He rested his forehead against Keegan’s as a tremor racked his powerful body. “I talked a big game earlier, but I’m ready to come.”

Keegan fisted his hands in Kerry’s hair. “Go ahead. I’ll just make you come again.”

Kerry snorted and raised his head. “I’m insufferable, aren’t I?” He pulled back a little and thrust back in, as if testing himself. Just that little friction made Keegan gasp.

“I wouldn’t change a single thing about you.” He tightened his clinch around Kerry’s dick. “Except for you holding back right now. Move your sexy ass.”

Kerry’s response was a low growl, but he complied, slowly at first but gaining intensity with each thrust. He snapped his hips forward, his balls slapping against Keegan’s ass as his dick nailed his prostate with precision. Kerry lowered his torso, trapping Keegan’s dick between their bodies and applying the perfect amount of friction to heighten Keegan’s pleasure. “Come for me. Come around me. Come all over me.” Kerry grunted and dug his knees into the mattress for even better purchase. He lowered his head and nuzzled against Keegan’s neck. “Just come.”

As if on command, pleasure detonated in Keegan’s body. The intensity stole his breath and made it impossible for him to do anything but hold on as Kerry fucked him mercilessly, using Keegan’s body for his pleasure. Kerry lifted his head and locked his gaze on Keegan’s at the moment he found his release. It felt like a full surrender to their strengthening bond and was easily the most vulnerable moment Keegan had ever shared with another person. He didn’t shy away from it. He cupped Kerry’s face and pulled him down for a kiss. Kerry braced his weight on his forearms, but even that distance was too much. Keegan ran his hands up and down Kerry’s damp back, mapping out his muscles and bumping his fingertips along his spine.

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