Page 31 of At His Wife's Behest

The kiss to end all kisses resumed. Connor’s hand wrapped around his cock, slowing sliding from base to tip. Kellan couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t think. His back bowed and he came, shooting into Connor’s palm after a few strokes. Growling, hecrested, his desire coating Connor’s hand. As comprehension returned, embarrassment followed.

He’d come in a matter of minutes.

Face flaming, he backed away. “I’m so sorry. It’s… it’s…”

“Been a long time,” Connor finished for him, smiling gently. “You’ve done nothing any other touch-deprived person hasn’t done.”

“Touch-deprived?”That’s a stretch.

Connor lifted his hand to his lips, licking Kellan’s seed from his fingers. “You said yourself that it’s been a long, long time. Years, from the sounds of things.”

“I touch people all the time.”

“The way I just touched you?”

Kellan frowned.

Connor closed the gap, lifting Kellan’s chin. “There’s touch. And then there’stouch.A hug from a loved one can go a long way—but the caress of an intimate partner? It’s a whole other thing.” Connor licked the last of Kellan’s cum from his fingers. “I enjoyed seeing you let go. Long or short, it doesn’t matter. You found pleasure, and that’s all that does.”

“What about you?”

Connor smiled. “We don’t have to worry about me. This trip is all about you.”

“I want…” Kellan cleared his throat. “I want to make you feel good, too.”

“Okay,” he whispered. “What would you like to do?”

“Taste you. Like you did me.” Kellan knelt, knees pressed into the antique, silk rug. Straight ahead was Connor’s cock, stretching the front of his bright-colored, Andrew Christian briefs. Kellan chuckled to himself. In the past, he’d jerked off to some of the videos hosted on the company’s website. He’d never expected having a man modeling a pair for him in real life.

Hesitantly, he reached out, trailing his fingertips over the leaking head. Each touch that followed gave him courage, coupled with the sighs and moans of pleasure coming from Connor’s lips. When he drew the waistband down, the shaft popped up to greet him, brushing against his lips. Eager, he opened his mouth and sucked the tip into his mouth.

Kellan groaned, his cock already hardening again, and he sucked a few inches more. It didn’t take long for him to suck in earnest, taking Connor as far back in his throat as he could while hollowing his cheeks.

“For someone without… much experience,” Connor murmured, pausing to groan. “You do that… very well.”

Kellan smiled around Connor’s shaft, soaking in the praise. Connor slid his fingers through the hair at the back of Kellan’s head and took control of the pace. Kellan whined, hungry to taste Connor’s release on his tongue.

“Slow down, baby,” Connor murmured. “We have all night.” He chuckled. “We have allweek.”

But Kellan was starved for the connection. He fought Connor’s hold, quickening the pace.

“You’re gonna make me come too fast.”

Kellan didn’t care. He tightened his lips around Connor’s thick shaft.

“Fuck!”Connor yelled before his body stiffened. The first jet of hot cum was salty. The rest were sweeter, coating his tongue as he swallowed as much as he could take. Drops spilled from the corners of his mouth, hitting his bare chest. Lifting a hand, he rubbed the seed into his skin.

Connor pulled from his lips, gasping for air. After a few seconds, he lifted his gaze, shaking his head. “No experience, my ass.”

“I like sucking cock,” Kellan replied.

“And it shows,” Connor said, still panting. He collapsed on the side of the bed, hands on his knees. “Fuck, Kel—your mouth.” He laughed. “You have a talent. It’s a shame it goes to waste.”

“Maybe it won’t this week, hmm?” An acrid scent came to his nose. “Is something burning?”

“Dinner!” Connor cried before running from the bedroom. Kellan dragged off his wet briefs, washed up as quickly as possible and drew on his robe before hurrying down to see if dinner was ruined.

From the scent and the smoke, he was fairly sure it was. He glanced at the burnt lasagna, laughing. “We better not let Ana Maria see that.”

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