Page 57 of The Texas Sterling Collection
I kissed the top of each foot before running my fingertips up the inside of Rod’s legs. He spread his legs wider, giving me complete access to whatever I wanted.
I kissed his cock through his briefs before reaching inside and teasing Rod’s taut sack with my fingertips.
“Oh, God,” Rod moaned. His cock throbbed, and pre-cum oozed through the stretched fabric.
I stood and ran my fingertips through the waistband of Rod’s briefs. I locked our lips together and clutched his ass cheeks. My finger grazed his hole as my tongue plundered his mouth in a fiery kiss.
Rod leaned back from the kiss. “Honey, you’re edging me.”
“Keep enjoying it.” I nibbled Rod’s earlobe as I drew my hands around to Rod’s cock, stroking with my right hand and teasing Rod’s tight balls with my left.
Rod trembled. His head flew back, and a moan escaped his lips.
“Your cock is so hot and wet,” I said, maintaining caresses as Rod’s breathing quickened. “Do you want me to let it out?”
“Yes…” Rod hissed. “I’ve been riding the edge the entire time.”
Kneeling, I pulled Rod’s briefs down to his ankles. I nuzzled Rod’s crotch and inhaled the heady testosterone of my man. I laved Rod’s balls with my warm, wet tongue. The sac drew up tighter.
Rod emitted a sharp gasp followed by a long, throaty groan.
I ran my tongue up the underside of Rod’s throbbing cock and nibbled the underside by the swollen head. Rod’s pre-cum flowed onto my lips, and I bathed my tongue in Rod’s nectar before engulfing his manhood in my hot mouth.
“Oh, God. If you don’t stop, I’m gonna shoot,” Rod gasped.
I pulled off. “Not yet. Lie face up on the bed.”
In a flash, Rod was on his back on the bed. I shed my clothes and lay beside Rod. I traced my fingertips over the hair down the center of Rod’s chest. I licked Rod’s ear and whispered, “Cowboy, do you want to touch me?”
Rod turned his head toward me, his dark pupils filled with lust. “Oh God, yes.”
I rolled onto my back. “I’m your guitar. Play me.”
“Bastard.” Rod leaned over and kissed each nipple, licked with a flat tongue, and blew.
I shivered and moaned. The incredible sensations streaming through my core flowed down to my penis. Now I was skimming the edge too.
Rod’s hand moved down to my pulsing cock. He fingered the long shaft before wrapping his fist around my cock and kissing the head. Licking the crown like an ice cream cone, he ran the tip of his tongue in the slit.
A long, chesty moan emanated from deep within my chest. My cock spent plenty of nights with Roger Palm and his five buddies. Nothing compared to the sensations Rod’s attention delivered.
Rod gazed into my lust-filled eyes. “I need this inside me.” He continued to tease my stiff shaft with his fingertips. “Stuff?”
I reached the bedside table and jerked the drawer open. Lube and condoms flew through the air and landed on the bed.
Rod rose to a kneeling position and grabbed the condom. He rolled the ribbed latex down my hard cock. Drizzling lube into his fist, he poked my cock through his fist, smoothing lube down the stiff shaft.
“Shit,” I gasped. “Either sit on that thing, or it will go off by itself.”
He drizzled more lube on his fingers and reached around, finger-fucking his hole to prepare for me.
“God, that’s hot,” I growled. I reached for Rod’s cock. I loved wrapping my fist around Rod’s stiff penis and watching my man’s face contort in ecstasy. With the slick pre-cum, Rod’s bulbous cockhead popped in and out of my fist.
“Careful, babe. My pistol is loaded and ready to shoot.”
I stopped the assault but kept my fist around the granite penis of the man I adored.
Rod removed his fingers from his hole and wrapped his hand around my cock, slowly impaling himself.
