Chapter 65

Donovan groaned and deepened the kiss, becoming more aggressive, giving instead of just accepting.

TJ understood the need for more. He felt it to his very bones. Edging closer, TJ took Donovan’s shaft in hand and began to softly stroke up and down, enjoying the feel of satin over steel. At the same time, he gently rolled Donovan’s balls, wanting to push Donovan to the brink, needing to drive him nearly insane with intense pleasure.

Donovan returned the favor, strumming TJ’s cock and swirling his thumb over the tip. He broke the lip lock, drew in a deep breath, and groaned. “Keep that up and the taking might have to wait until round two.”

TJ grinned despite the throbbing of his cock. “A hair trigger, huh?”

Donovan leaned his forehead against TJ’s. “With you? Always.” He sucked in more air, then pushed TJ’s hands aside. “My turn. I’m going to drive you crazy, then we’ll get down to business.”

If this wasn’t being driven crazy yet, TJ wasn’t sure he could last.

Donovan adjusted to where he could lower his upper body. As soon as he was set, he wrapped his hands around the base of TJ’s dick and rubbed his tongue over the tip.

TJ’s hips bucked.

Donovan repeated the caress before taking the head into his mouth, laving the sensitive flesh with quick flicks of his tongue.

TJ struggled with his control. Working on sucking much needed air into his lungs, he closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and prepared himself for the sensual torture yet to come.

Sitting back on his heels, TJ absorbed the intense sensations rolling through him. Donovan trifled and teased, licked and lapped. He even opened wide and drew TJ’s cock deep into his throat.

TJ fisted the sheets in an effort to stifle his rapid ascent to rapture. “Oh, yes. Damn, yes.” He arched his back, encouraging Donovan further.

To his disappointment, Donovan let TJ’s cock pop out of his mouth. He sat back up and grinned. “Lube?”

Unable to form words, TJ gestured toward the night stand.

Donovan hopped off the bed, opened the top drawer, plucked the tube out, and squeezed a generous amount on his fingers. After slickening up his cock, he returned his attention to TJ. “On your back, please.”

TJ blinked. He would have bet money that Donovan wanted him doggy style. Yet, he didn’t bother to argue. Instead, he rolled into position in the center of the bed, his cock standing straight up as if trying to reach the ceiling.

“Pull your knees up.”

TJ obeyed while watching Donovan squirt more gel on his fingers.

Donovan claimed the space between TJ’s feet, trailed one finger along TJ’s crack, then dipped slightly inside.

TJ jumped at the combination of pressure and chill.

Donovan used his free hand to roll TJ’s balls while sinking his finger deep.

Biting out a curse, TJ rolled his hips in an effort to ease the pressure. As much as he wanted this, he still couldn’t deny last minute nerves. He braced himself for what was to come.

“It’s like those shots you gave me. Stings at first, but then boy howdy, do they work.”

TJ snorted. “I’m not sure that’s reassuring.”

“Don’t worry, big guy. You’re in good hands.” Donovan grinned and his eyes sparked.

For that reaction alone, TJ would have gladly turned tail up. Though Donovan seemed to have other ideas with positioning. TJ wasn’t complaining, not a bit. Being able to look into Donovan’s face the entire time added icing to the cake as far as TJ was concerned. Intimate. Caring. Loving.

Relaxing, TJ quit resisting, and accepted Donovan’s intrusion. He sighed as Donovan added a second finger and began to wiggle both in a circle, loosening him up. The new experience proved insightful, stimulating, and a major turn on.

“Better?”

“Uh, huh.”

Donovan offered up a lop-sided smile. “It only gets better from here.”

TJ swallowed as the pleasure grew. This was pretty damn great. For it to get better, he couldn’t even imagine.

Donovan scooted back a bit and leaned forward. He took the tip of TJ’s cock into his mouth at the same time he plied his fingers back and forth.

Hot flares surged through him. TJ arched up in a desperate plea for more. “Oh, damn.” His arousal rocketed as Donovan continued on with his task.

Just when TJ thought he’d go over the edge, Donovan sat back up and withdrew his fingers. He grinned down at TJ. “Ready?”

TJ could only nod, still tingling from the near release. He wiggled to find a little more comfort, grabbed a pillow, and placed it under his head. Set, his attention focused on Donovan and his jutting cock, gleaming with the coating of lube.