Page 77 of Havoc
Remy stepped out of the shower, dried off, wrapped a towel around his waist, and brushed his teeth. As he did, he heard soft moans coming from the bedroom. He hadn’t closed the door entirely, and Lawrence’s moans filtered to him.
He opened the door and watched his boyfriend finger himself open for a minute. The sight was enticing, and he’d never get tired of watching the other man prep to take him. However, he also enjoyed doing it himself.
“Are you trying to do my job, baby?” he asked, making his presence known.
“Not at all,” Lawrence responded, eyes meeting his. Remy watched him slowly pull his fingers out. “I was getting warmed up for you.”
Remy always enjoyed the sound of that. He liked knowing Lawrence got ready for him, to take only him. Like it would for any man that constantly stroked his ego. Remy moved to the end of the bed as he smirked at him.
“So considerate. Turn over for me.”
Lawrence did as instructed, and as soon as he was settled, Remy spread those luscious cheeks. He went in for a taste, and the flavor of peach bloomed on his tongue, causing him to hum in appreciation. It was one of his favorites, and he pressed his tongue in, delving deeper to get more of it.
He pulled moans from Lawrence with his tongue, the peach lube coating it as he added more wetness. Lawrence pushed back against him, and even though Remy knew his tongue couldn’t get any further, he tried anyway, wanting to give his boyfriend what he wanted.
After a couple of minutes, Lawrence’s movements became rhythmic, and Remy knew him well enough to know what he was doing. He bit the left cheek while smacking the right.
“Move your hand,” he demanded.
“Remy,” Lawrence protested.
“Take your hand off your dick.”
“Then put yours on it.”
Remy chuckled, gripping Lawrence's hip to flip him onto his back. “I’ll do you one better.”
He took Lawrence’s dick into his mouth, and the other man moaned, arched into the sensation, and Remy relaxed his throat, allowing him to slip down it.
“Fuck, baby,” Lawrence moaned. “Yeah, that’s even better.”
Remy hummed around his dick before coming off. “I figured you’d think so.”
He took Lawrence back into his mouth and chose a steady rhythm. His boyfriend rolled his hips each time he came down, but it would have been impossible for him to push any further. Remy swallowed him whole with each bob of his head.
The taste of peach slowly ebbed away, and Lawrence surrounded his taste buds. The taste of his skin overrode everything else as Remy slid his tongue along the underside with each bob of his head.
As he continued his actions, he reached for the lube Lawrence discarded on the bed. Without stopping his attention on his boyfriend's dick, Remy squeezed lube onto his own and stroked it along the length. He used the excess lube on his fingers and sank two deep into Lawrence. When they slid in easily, pulling a moan from the other man, he added a third. He’d witnessed Lawrence prepping himself, but he wanted to ensure he was ready to take him.
Remy curled his fingers, brushing the tips softly against Lawrence’s prostate as he continued to take his dick down histhroat. When his boyfriend began to roll his hips faster and moan deeper, Remy knew he was building up to his orgasm. He removed his fingers and came off his dick.
Before Lawrence could protest, Remy slowly pushed in, causing the protest to die on his lips and become a moan. When he was fully seated, he gave Lawrence a minute to adjust. One it seemed his boyfriend didn’t need because he immediately began trying to move against him. He had no intention of making him wait tonight or prolonging his pleasure. Tonight, Remy wanted him to cum as many times as he could.
So he obliged, pulling out and snapping his hips, pushing a surprised moan out of Lawrence. He was sure his boyfriend thought he would tease him and hadn’t been prepared for him not to.
Remy gave him long strokes, running the length of his dick against that bundle of nerves he knew would quickly have him barreling toward his orgasm again. He wanted to feel it, wanted to feel the way Lawrence squeezed and spasmed around his dick as he came.
“Mm, deeper. Baby, please.”
“Wrap your legs around me.”
Lawrence did as he requested, and Remy slipped an arm under his lower back and angled him up, never missing a beat. He rolled his hips on each inward thrust, basking in the moans Lawrence released for him.
“That’s it, baby. Take every inch for me.”
Remy felt him tighten around him, and he moaned at the sensation. The easy slide now gripped him on each thrust.
“Harder,” Lawrence moaned.
