Page 91 of Heart Taker

“I’m happy to take charge and also take turns,” he continued. “There’s no one way or right way, Damien. Not with you and me.”

He squeezed my cheeks, distracting me, and suddenly I was powerlifted, Silas throwing me back on the bed. That move was no easy feat considering I weighed as much as he did. Fucking hell, I liked it. More than liked.

I bounced once and spread my legs, my cock so hard I was tenting my shorts.

“Being manhandled by you is the biggest turn-on,” I groaned, cupping my dick.

“I haven’t even started.” He smiled as he whipped off his T-shirt, uncovering all those sexy tattoos, and miles of skin kissed by golden freckles. “Fair warning, I’m an even bossier bottom.”

“All I hear so far is a lot of talk,” I teased him. “You know me. I want action.”

“Ask and you shall receive,” Silas insisted as he pulled the elastic from his hair.

Fucking tease.

“Keep going,” I urged. “I want to see you naked. Now.”

My hands were aching to touch him.

He stepped forward, stopping at the edge of my bed, and finally, slowly, undid his pants.

Commando again…

I had nothing smart to say in response. All I could do was bite my lower lip and stare at his cock, curling up against his abs, a trail of pre-cum smeared across his skin. I was so freaking hungry to touch it, taste it.

That’s all mine.

I watched as he cupped his balls in one hand, and his dick in the other, stroking off and letting out a deep, dirty grunt had my toes curling and my hips arching off the bed.

When I glanced up at his face, I caught Silas’s smug grin. I couldn’t help but smile back.

“My turn. Come here.”

Silas gave his dick one last tug and stalked up to the edge of the bed. Every step closer had my heart thrumming harder, and my breath coming in fits and starts. He kneeled on the mattress, knees bracketing my hips, his hands reaching for mine, our fingers interlocking tightly. I was totally at his mercy in this position, and when our hips met, our hard cocks rubbing together, I let out a filthy moan worthy of any porn soundtrack.

“You make the most incredible sounds,” Silas whispered.

“It’s all because of you.”

Silas bent down and brushed his lips against my ear.

“Baby, wait until your cock is in my ass,” he growled. “You gonna fill me up with your cum, Damien? Take what belongs to you?”

When he turned his head, I answered his question with a frantic kiss, my tongue desperate for his taste. My blood pounded faster, hotter, my pulse thrumming with fiery need.

I had to have him; there was no other way.

“Yes,” I whispered, my voice hoarse. “Mine.”

“Fucking right I’m yours.”

There was no denying the full-on shiver that raced through my body. I wrapped my legs around Silas’s waist, holding on tight as he dropped to his forearms, blanketing my body, kissing me again, ravaging my lips and sucking on my tongue. But it wasn’t enough. Not nearly enough.

I had to taste all of him.

Banding my arms around Silas’s back, I canted my hips and rolled us over, flipping our positions, until Silas lay underneath me. His surprised grunt told me he liked that unexpected move.

“Damien.”

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