Page 20 of Kissing Danger

Meanwhile, I stroked my other hand up the inside of his thigh, brushing against the arousal trapped within his underwear. He was so hard that the thin cloth couldn’t fully contain him, and the flash of intimate skin was almost more tantalizing than if he’d been fully naked.

As I tugged at the band of his underwear, Deke suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled his mouth free from my kiss.

“How...” He was still panting, struggling to regain his breath after I practically sucked it out of him. “How far are you going?”

“Don’t worry,” I reassured him as I nipped the skin behind his ear. “We’ll only do what you’re comfortable with. For now, we’re definitely not going all the way. We’re just trying out something new.”

Deke let go of my hand, but he was still looking down at his mostly naked state and my hands on his body with a concerned expression. “But, what about you?”

“What do you mean?”

I cupped the heated flesh between his legs, and he squirmed on my lap, unintentionally grinding his ass back against my own throbbing arousal. If I didn’t know better, I’d think he was purposely taunting me with what I couldn’t have.

“This seems unfair,” he finally explained when he stopped squirming enough to speak. “I’m getting all the attention. How is this any fun for you?”

My grip on him instinctively tightened, and I was on the verge of leaving bruises on his skin. “Are you worried about my pleasure?”

“Yeah.” His voice was even more breathless than before. Being held tighter seemed to excite him. “I’m used to... giving more than receiving, you know?”

I didn’t even have to read between the lines to know what he was saying. His previous lovers had focused only on their ownpleasure, and since Deke couldn’t give them what they wanted, he had to do extra work to compensate.

That changed today.

“Watching you lost in pleasure is its own kind of enjoyment. But if you want us to both participate... then I have another idea.”

Keeping an arm around him, I used one hand to open my own pants just enough to expose my cock to open air. Deke was facing away from me, so he couldn’t see exactly what I was doing, but he could obviously tell from my movements, because he started squirming with nerves rather than pleasure.

“What... um, what are you doing?”

“Don’t worry.” I pressed several kisses against his throat. “We aren’t going to do anything you aren’t ready for. Just follow my lead.”

Coaxing him with gentle hands and even gentler words, I guided him to press his thighs tightly together, then slid my cock between them. It wasn’t as good as actually being inside him, but the squeeze of warm, soft flesh around my already sensitive shaft still brought a thrill of pleasure running though my veins.

With small jerks of his hips, almost as if I were fucking him, I slid my cock in and out between his thighs.

“Oh, this.” He sighed, sounding disappointed. “I’ve done this before.”

That wasn’t the reaction I wanted. Without stopping the thrust of my hips, I also wrapped a hand around his cock and started stroking him with synchronized movements.

He shrieked, obviously not expecting the sudden rush of pleasure. “Ah, this is—” His voice cut off as I rubbed my thumb over the head of his cock, causing his back to arch. “It’s... actually good.”

“Don’t be so surprised.” When he arched, he also squeezed his legs tighter together, making me gasp as well. “Your previous partners were too simple-minded. They had no idea what they were doing.”

He was the perfect combination of hard and soft. His skin was supple and pliant, but he was also tanned and toned from plenty of outdoor activity. He yielded just the perfect amount to my touch.

As we both neared our completion, I used my free hand to tip his head back into another kiss. I pushed my tongue into his mouth, sealing my lips over his and swallowing every desperate sound he made as his whole body trembled.

We came at nearly the same time, clinging desperately together. His nails dug into my forearms, the only part of me he could easily reach, and would have drawn blood if I wasn’t clothed.

My own hips jerked against him, trying to drive my cock deeper into the cradle of his thighs as the pleasure of climax exploded along my nerves.

We were breathing too hard to maintain the kiss, but we didn’t separate, just simply breathed against each other’s mouths as we rode through the final waves of orgasm. It took a few minutes to calm down, but even then we stayed tightly embraced.

Deacon’s voice ghosted over my skin, more air than actual sound. “I’ve never actually enjoyed that before.”

His hair was slightly damp with sweat when I nuzzled against his temple. “Like I said, your previous partners were too simpleminded. No imagination.”

“I feel like I’ve been cheated. Although...” He looked down at himself. The results of both his own pleasure and mine splattered over his stomach and thighs. “It’s still just as much of a mess as always.”

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