Page 45 of Defensive Zone

It’s like something snaps. The kisses turn hungry, almost frantic. All nipping lips and clashing teeth.

I’m gasping for air when I ease myself up with my good hand and move further down the bed. I graze my teeth over his Adam’s apple, eliciting a hot gasp from Carter as his hand goes instinctively into my hair. His day-old stubble scratches against my lips, the sensation causing my cock to throb.

“Mmm, that feels so good.” He practically purrs as I kiss down his chest, stopping at his nipple.

I run the tip of my tongue around it before sucking it into my mouth and nipping it with my teeth. He trembles beneath me as his cock presses against my stomach, a hot iron bar branding me through his briefs. I repeat the action on his other nipple before trailing my tongue down the center of his abs, watching his muscles rippling as I descend. The soft, dark hair that runs from his navel to the band of his boxers tickles my chin.

Kneeling between his parted legs, I glance up. Carter’s watching me with heavy-lidded eyes, his full lips parted. Without taking my eyes off him, I curl my fingers into the elastic waistband, waiting for the inevitableStop, but it never comes.

“Here,” he whispers when I struggle to pull down his underwear one-handed. He quickly lifts his hips and tugs them off, tossing them over my shoulder before lying back down.

My mouth practically waters at the sight. Carter shifts one leg, bending his knee out to provide the perfect access to his taint and balls that are sitting high and tight. His long, thick erection bobs against his abdomen, almost begging for attention as it leaves a trail of precome against his gorgeous skin.

I always knew he was packing. It kinda makes sense, being six foot five and two hundred and sixty-five pounds. It was only natural for his cock to be just as big as the rest of him.

Wetting my lips, I ask him with my eyes if I can touch him, and when he nods, I nuzzle my face into his groin, inhaling his scent and tonguing his heavy sac before licking a path up the underside of his shaft. His hips buck as I suck the swollen head into my mouth.

“Oh my fucking god, Zach,” he groans.

I massage his glans with my tongue and bob my head, taking him further into my mouth. His salty taste on my tongue lights up every one of my nerve endings.

Fuck. I’ve dreamed about this for so long.

As I suck him down, I’m hit with a bout of insecurity. The need to impress him and to make him feel good is stronger than I’ve ever felt before. Will he be comparing me to the women he’s been with in the past? Will he realize that being sucked off by a dude isn’t as good and decide it was fun while it lasted?

But before I can dwell on that thought and allow it to take root, his fingers brush my hair away from my face, and he holds it in his fist.

“You’re so fuckin’ good at that.” His voice is laced with arousal, as his chest rises and falls with his heavy breathing. “You’re gonna make me come.”

I whimper—fuckingwhimper—around his shaft, want pooling in my stomach. Relaxing my jaw, I flatten my tongue and take him in deeper. His moan is loud, and his thighs tense next to my shoulders. He’s close, really close, but so am I. I’ve been grinding my hips against the bedsheet, and one more drop of his impeccable taste down my throat will have me coming in my boxers.

I release him with a pop and rise up on my knees to remove my boxers.

“Get on top of me,” I say as I move to lie down next to him.

He follows willingly, nuzzling his face into my neck and peppering kisses along my traps.

When he lifts his head, his forehead creases in a frown. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t hurt me, Carter. Just fucking get on top of me.”

There’s a beat of hesitation before he shifts until he’s lying on me, settling his weight between my legs. He rolls his hips against mine, and the new position means our hard cocks line up perfectly. I’m unable to stop a low grunt as he grinds his length against mine.

“Fuck! I never knew this could feel so good.” His hands are in my hair again. I move my hand around to grab his ass, pulling him even closer.

“There’s lube in the drawer,” I tell him.

He quickly retrieves the bottle and pours a generous amount into his hand.

“Take us both in your hand.”

Carter does what I say and wraps his hand around our cocks and squeezes. My spine arches, toes curling into the sheet. He thrusts his hips in quick, shallow movements, and thecombination of his tight fist, his husky moans, and the underside of his cock rubbing against mine causes pleasure to shoot down my spine.

I’m unable to warn him as my brain short-circuits. I come in hot spurts across his hand, my stomach, and my chest.

“Holy fuck, Zach, I’m gonna come.”

The sound of my name coming from his lips will replay in my mind on a loop for the rest of my life. His release lands against my heated skin as he strokes through his climax before coming some more. My body trembles as I come down from the highest high I’ve ever experienced.

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