Page 28 of Taking Chances in Cedarwood

Cain bridged the gap between them. He needed to touch Andrew. He kissed him. Not a sweet, tender kiss, but a hungry one. He slid his hands over Andrew’s chest, learning the ripples and planes of him. He caressed the trail of hairs leading from his navel to the curls at the base of his cock. When Andrew opened to him and moaned, he sucked on Andrew’s tongue. The heady experience overwhelmed him.

Andrew broke the connection first. “Damn.”

Water slid down his body. Heat seeped to Cain’s core and tingled on his skin. He wrapped his fingers around Andrew’s shaft. “Good?”

“Very.” Andrew cupped Cain’s jaw. He kissed him, then nuzzled his way along Cain’s chin to his throat. “I love the way you feel.”

“Do you?” Cain managed. He hated the bit of uncertainty creeping into his mind. He’d never had sex with a man before. He’d used toys, but an actual guy? He groaned and stroked Andrew’s cock. Thank God he’d found a top in Andrew. Giving up control fit him, and being in charge suited Andrew.

“Uh-huh.” Andrew nipped Cain’s chin. “Want to feel better?”

“Yeah,” he whispered. He didn’t notice the heat or the sting of the water. All he saw was Andrew.

Andrew pinched one of Cain’s nipples and sucked on his neck.

The combination of sensations short-circuited Cain’s mind. He leaned into Andrew and forgot all about stroking him. He raked his nails down his lover’s ribs. His synapses misfired. His breath lodged in his throat, and he planted his shoulders against the wall of the shower. His cock was hard, and his balls felt heavier.

Andrew let go and put space between them.

“What?” Cain whimpered again. “Why’d you stop?”

“I want you to be clean, dirty man.” Andrew lathered the washcloth. “Plus, a little waiting won’t hurt.”

Wouldn’t hurt?No, but I might explode.Cain’s knees buckled as Andrew smoothed the cloth and suds over his body. He threaded his fingers into his boyfriend’s hair. “Andrew.”

Andrew caressed the sensitive tissues of Cain’s hole, forcing Cain to tug lightly on his hair. Andrew’s eyes sparkled. “Better?”

He wanted to answer, but the words were gone.Betterwasn’t how he would’ve described the situation. His need damn near overwhelmed him. He could pound nails with his cock. He panted. “Andrew.”

His boyfriend propped the washcloth on the holder, then dropped to his knees. He nuzzled Cain’s belly and planted his hands on Cain’s thighs.

“God, yes.” Cain arched back, inviting Andrew to lick him. “Need you.”

Andrew said nothing but kissed and licked along Cain’s abs to his hip. When Cain jerked, Andrew switched to the other hip and kissed along the crease between his leg and groin.

The teasing spurred Cain on. He rocked his hips and his balls tingled. “Andrew.”

Andrew still didn’t speak. He cupped Cain’s sac, toying with him. He brushed his mouth along Cain’s shaft, but didn’t suck him in.

The quick touches and Andrew not directly taking him between his lips heightened Cain’s need. “Andrew.” It seemed to be the only response he could muster. Did he have to beg? He would. He widened his stance and groaned.

Andrew continued to fondle Cain’s balls, but this time he plunged his mouth down on Cain’s cock.

Cain squeezed his eyes shut, overwhelmed by the moment. It was better than he’d ever imagined. Stars exploded behind his eyes, and he hadn’t even come yet. He palmed Andrew’s head and guided him in and out. He pushed himself to the back of Andrew’s throat. His control held by a tiny thread, and he shuddered.

Andrew sucked hard and with gusto. He buried his nose in Cain’s curls and swallowed.

Cain gasped and opened his eyes. He’d never felt anything so sexy and decadent in his life. He rocked faster. Everything within him seemed to vibrate. He couldn’t breathe.

The velvet touch of Andrew’s tongue, along with the occasional scrape of his teeth and the tickle of his breath, turned Cain’s senses inside out. Water dripped into his eyes. He parted his lips and groaned.

Andrew hummed, then withdrew from Cain and licked his way down to his balls. He stroked in time with his nibbles.

Cain couldn’t think straight. The orgasm built low within his belly and spiraled through his body. His limbs tingled. He planted his shoulders on the wall again and pushed faster into Andrew’s fingers. “Fuck,” he bit out. “Andrew.”

Andrew abandoned Cain’s balls and resumed sucking on him, in and out.

The climax hit the second Andrew plunged his mouth down on him. His restraint snapped. Cain shivered and rammed his cock into Andrew’s mouth. “Fuck me.” He jerked forward. His balls constricted and he shot cum down his lover’s throat. “God.”

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