Page 40 of Over the Emerald Valley
Temaj flicked his tongue suggestively between smirking lips as Solon positioned himself just so.
The delicious slow slide of Solon’s thick cock between his lips drove him wild with want. Smooth silken skin over a generous shaft hard enough to drive nails that tasted of salt and Solon.
Temaj wet the full length, licking and savoring. He hung on to Solon’s thighs, which flexed under his touch.
In this act, too, Solon was gentle. Careful with him. Holding himself back and watching Temaj’s face for any signs of distress. Such a caring lover and so unlike the fast and hard treatment he’d grown used to. He’d never minded a quick pounding, but this, this was something to be relished.
Humming around the organ, Temaj lingered in the moment. In the pleasure of sucking and the eager anticipation of what would follow.
Solon cupped his cheek and jaw in his big, rough hand and met his eyes, his gaze hungry, blown, lost in lust. He withdrew. Temaj whimpered. Licked his lips. Solon promptly rearranged himself so he could kiss him.
“How do you want me?” Temaj murmured in the dwindling damp space between them, mouth moving on Solon’s jaw.
“I want you in all the ways I can have you, always, but for this, I like you just how you are. On your back so I can see your beautiful face.”
Warmth danced its way to Temaj’s cheeks. He was used to being praised in the bedroom, but not so genuinely, and not about his face.
Temaj stretched, arching his back and opening his legs, then drawing his knees high. “Take me now.”
Finally, Solon’s resistance melted away. His stiff cock glistened with saliva and its own fluid, fervent and ready. He positioned himself, his crown teasing Temaj’s entrance with careful nudges.
Temaj licked his lips, let his mouth hang open and his eyes roll to the back of his head as he was breached. Inch by precious inch, a slow opening, a delicious stretch, an encompassing fullness that sent him higher with each passing second.
“Oh yes, Solon, more. Give me all of you.”
Solon’s answering moan filled Temaj’s ears as his cock filled his ass. He squirmed for more, clenched around the welcome intrusion, not just for the sensation it gave him but to urge more sweet sounds from Solon’s lips. And to Temaj’s delight, Solon gave of them freely.
Their eyes met as Solon thrust. “Good?”
“So good.” Temaj felt seen in a way that was new and deeply intimate. It left him trembling, so he wrapped his legs tight around Solon’s waist and hung on. He needed the contact to ground him, to stay present. So much skin on skin, Solon’s heat enveloped his body as he enveloped Solon’s throbbing cock. On the edge of too much, yet still not enough.
Solon dropped his weight on Temaj’s chest, trapping Temaj’s length between them in an erotic press of flexing abdominal muscles.
The rising flood of rapture teased at inundation, bliss tickling Temaj’s every nerve ending, especially those deep inside him. Solon’s thrusts came faster, harder, but Temaj knew he held back.
“More,” Temaj demanded on a breath, his lungs working overtime beneath Solon’s weight, but he wouldn’t change it for all the world’s emeralds. “Let go. I want it.”
Solon growled, the rumble of his chest vibrating against Temaj’s. His teeth landed on the meat of his shoulder and delivered a stinging love bite. Temaj pressed into the sensation.More more more.
“Yes, Solon, harder.” Temaj gasped and writhed, though trapped, he fought to thrust his hips, to demand more with his words and body at once.
And Solon gave it to him. His strength, his cock, his teeth, all bringing Temaj closer and closer to the brink. He would come without being touched, a rare feat for Temaj, and it was only a matter of time now.
Every second brought him skyward toward a crescendo. Every slide of Solon’s abs against his cock, every deep entry, every delicious tugging pull. Every hot puff of Solon’s breath at his neck.
Temaj tangled both hands through the fine black silken hair and squeezed. Not enough for pain, merely the hint of it, drawing a deep groan from Solon.
“What do you need?” Solon rasped.
Temaj almost laughed, his bliss so profound. “Just this. I’m almost there.”
“Me too.” Solon dropped his head beside Temaj’s and rutted in earnest. Stars, it was divine, caught in the dueling pleasures of ass and cock, his balls drawn tight, beginning to spill.
Temaj quaked, his whole body stirred to vibrating life by the power of his climax, cock pulsing between them, giving generously of its seed. If he cried out, he didn’t know it, his euphoria so great as to overwhelm his senses.
Solon swelled impossibly wide inside him, the stretch adding a sinful burning sensation Temaj clung to. He liked the experience of pain and ecstasy at once. A few hard, pounding strokes, a desperate shiver, a stuttering thrust and Solon was emptying himself inside him, hot and slick.
Temaj basked in the sweet delirium of it all, body buzzing, his breath coming in pants and gulps.
