Page 51 of Siren in Love
Corvin nodded sagely.“You do want me to take care of it, just in case.”
“I think that would be best, yes.”
Corvin let himself go pliant in Mike’s arms.“Back to the suite then.”
Mike’s mouth descended on Corvin’s neck, planting kisses there and sucking just hard enough to make Corvin want more.The moment Corvin made a little sound in the back of his throat, Mike stopped.
“Let’s go.”Mike took Corvin’s hand, leading him to the exit.
It’s probably still wrong that we’re in the honeymoon suite, but I guess it can’t be helped.Can’t be helped at all.
More butterflies fluttered around them, as if to agree.
Mike had gone back to nuzzling Corvin’s neck while Corvin was still busy with the card lock.Getting the card in the slot required every ounce of dexterity Corvin could muster with Mike’s mouth driving him near mad.
Finally, he got the lock to beep, and the door swung open.Mike nudged Corvin inside and kicked the door shut behind them.He pushed Corvin up against a wall, exploring with his mouth.When Corvin was moaning and shivering, Mike kissed him deeply, urgently.His hands ran up Corvin’s back under his shirt, then followed the trail of Corvin’s waistband.
“Can I take these off?”
Corvin blinked.“My pants?”
“Yeah.They’re kind of in the way.”
“Sure.Off with them.You have to get naked too though.”
“Yeah.”Mike let Corvin savor another kiss.“In a moment.”
He worked Corvin’s pants open in seconds, and Corvin gasped, something Mike exploited, eagerly stealing Corvin’s breath.Then Mike yanked Corvin’s pants down and stroked his cock in a possessive way, which was seven kinds of sinfully hot and had Corvin moaning.
Mike grinned against Corvin’s lips.“You’re so wet, so hard.”He gave Corvin’s cock a good tug for emphasis, making Corvin tremble.
“Fuck, Mike.Do that again.”
Mike pulled his own shirt off, but that was it.He didn’t touch his jeans, so Corvin tried.
“No, you don’t.”Mike took hold of Corvin’s wrists and gently guided them up until Corvin’s hands were on eye level.“Your fingers in my hair.That’s where I want them while I get you off.And then I’ll carry you to bed and let you ride my broomstick again.Would you like that?”
That was nearly enough to make Corvin melt like an ice cube on a freshly waxed chest.
“Yeah, I’d like that.”His fingers tangled in Mike’s short hair.
“Good.Keep looking at me.I want to see how much you enjoy this.”
And Mike, who normally went slow, stood there, humming a low melody and making Corvin feel the strength playing the piano and working with legal papers all day had given those fingers.Mike spread the sticky precum with his thumb, making sure it helped intensify the sensation.Corvin whimpered.All of a sudden, he’d become Mike’s instrument, and fuck, Mike knew just how to make Corvin sigh or whimper in whatever rhythm he wanted.
“You like that, don’t you?”Mike licked Corvin’s earlobe, traced his tongue down his neck.
“Yes.Yes, please.”
Mike’s mouth closed around the side of Corvin’s neck, and the humming now reverberated from Mike’s body to Corvin’s, even as Mike sucked a mark into Corvin’s skin.That’s fine.I want everyone to see, to know that he’s mine, that we love each other.Corvin wanted to be Mike’s, wanted Mike to hold him so he could totally let go of himself.
His hands closed around Mike’s hair.“Harder.”
The bruising kiss against Corvin’s neck turned to a sweet kind of pain, and Mike’s handjob crescendoed, the slick sounds filling the air around them.
Corvin came, rough and fast, his cum spurting up against Mike’s naked chest.He wanted the high to last longer.He wanted to sag against the wall, but Mike held him, relieving the pressure on Corvin’s neck.
“Nicely done,” Mike said.He kissed Corvin, then gathered him into his arms, bridal style.
