Page 103 of In Plain Sight

My chest squeezed at the compliment. No one had ever said anything like that to me before, and it touched something deep inside me.

Before I could get lost in my head again, Zander’s mouth covered mine in a deep kiss as he blanketed me with his body and pressed me into the mattress.

Hooking my legs around his thighs, I kissed him back, loving the sensation of having all of him on me.

I’d never had this kind of sex with a man before. The few times I’d bottomed, it had been quick and impersonal with no kissing and very little foreplay beyond prep. That was fine when the only thing I wanted out of the encounter was an orgasm, but this was just as much about the journey as it was about the ending.

Zander’s kiss was slow and sensual, almost drugging as he rocked his body over mine, our hard dicks sliding against each other. Not fast or hard enough to give me any sort of relief, but just enough to drive me crazy with need.

“Zander,” I said, begged, against his kiss, bumping my hips up in a desperate attempt to get him to move faster.

“Do you want my mouth?” he asked in that low rumble that was going to be my undoing.

“Yes!” Deliriously, I raked my nails down his back hard enough to leave marks.

His answering growl told me he enjoyed that as much as I did.

I lay back against the bed as Zander peppered a line of kisses down my neck, over my chest, then down my stomach. He took a moment to nibble and kiss the skin over the waistband of my underwear, then gently pulled them down, his mouth following the path of my briefs until he kissed the base of my dick.

“Fuck,” I hissed, locking my thighs so I didn’t start humping the air. I was wound so tight I was low-key worried I wouldn’t last long enough for him to get his dick in me.

Zander licked a long stripe up my cock, then circled his tongue around the head before finally taking me into the wet heat of his mouth.

I fisted the sheets in my hands, gripping them tight as he moved over me, taking me all the way down his throat on the first pass and swallowing around my cockhead.

“God, Zander. So good. So fucking good,” I choked out, unable to keep quiet.

His moan reverberated against my cock, the vibrations moving up my shaft and nearly sending me over the edge.

He seemed to sense how close I was, and backed off a bit, slowing his pace and reducing his suction to a point I could take it without the risk of coming.

Wanting to watch him, I propped myself up on my elbows. Zander was an incredibly good-looking man, and the memories of his mouth around my dick and his blissed-out expression were going to play starring roles in my fantasies for years to come.

In a not-so-subtle hint, I spread my legs wide and angled my hips up, opening myself to him.

He flipped his eyes up, the question in them clear.

I nodded.

He pulled off me, my cock falling from his lips with a lewdpop. “Stay just like that for me while I get supplies.”

“Like I can move afterthat.” I huffed out a shaky laugh. “You’re damn good with your mouth.”

He grinned, looking absurdly pleased with himself. “You have a really nice dick.”

I groaned and pressed the back of my head against the mattress as he leaned over to pull the drawer to the bedside table open. That was probably one of the tamest things he’d said to me, but it was still one of the hottest things I’d ever heard.

“You’re going to kill me with the dirty talk,” I warned.

He closed the drawer, a bottle of lube and a condom in his hand. “You think that was dirty talk? Oh, you sweet summerchild. That was me stating a fact.” He settled between my legs and flipped the cap of the lube open.

“Jesus,” I groaned. “I gotta warn you, it’s been a while since I… I might not last long.”

“It’s been a while for me too.” He poured some lube onto his fingers and rubbed them together to warm it. “Don’t worry about lasting and just enjoy the moment.”

He rubbed his slippery finger over my hole, chasing my thoughts from my mind.

“That’s it, baby,” he murmured, circling my hole but not pushing in. “Relax and focus on how good I make you feel. Can you do that for me?”

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