Page 19 of Finding Tane
Tane’s hand moved up to stroke my hair, fingers carding through and then gently pushing my head further down. I chuckled, getting the hint.
Shoving his jeans down but leaving his boxer briefs in place, I mouthed over the end of him. He smelled like hot sweat and I wanted to lick him all over. But we were going slow. Slow.
I teased him a while longer, licking until his underwear was wet and he was panting hard.
“Tease...” he growled.
His fingers tightened in my hair and pulled. I let myself be moved, more turned on than I’d ever been, that I could remember.
One hand in my hair and the other on my hip, he flipped us so I landed on my back with a grunt. He let go long enough to strip me of my pants and underwear.
“You’re so hard, baby...” Tane said, taking me in.
Exposed, I wanted to hide my face, but I didn’t want to stop looking at him. My cheeks were on fire, and I regretted telling him no full sex. Looking at this man in front of me with a little pot belly and strong arms, I wanted to feel every bit of him.
But this was enough, enough for tonight at least.
“Want you so bad,” I murmured, hardly audible.
“Yeah?” He stroked me with one hand and leaned in to lick over the tip of me, his tongue teasing at my foreskin and making me writhe. “God you’re beautiful, Dillon. Want to tie you down and tease you for hours, see you really come apart.
I slapped one of my hands over my eyes. His words set fire through me and I could feel myself pulsing under his ministrations.
“Please, it’s been ... I can’t hold back,” I gasped.
“Don’t hold back.” Tane chuckled, that low, warm sound and wrapped his full lips around me, bobbing his head down.
I bucked my hips and he slipped his hand down to tease at my taint, pressing and stroking in just the right places until I was coming into his mouth.
I whimpered, embarrassed at how quickly I’d come, like a teenager with a crush. But Tane licked me clean, slow and affectionate and then he took me in his arms and kissed me hard. I tasted a trace of salt on his tongue, it sent me into overdrive.
Slipping my hand between us, I wrapped my hand around him and pumped. He was throbbing almost instantly, and I was overwhelmed with how pleased I was, that he was as into me as I was into him.
He broke the kiss to gasp for air and I nipped his jaw and mouthed up to his earlobe. He came quietly, the softest moan and a jerk of the hips before the heat of his come hit my hand.
“So gorgeous,” I breathed.
“You’re so good.” He pulled me tight against his chest and I relaxed there, gently stroking him until he was all spent. Content as a kitten, practically purring, I nuzzled under his chin.
After a moment more, I let go and he eased his grip, I grabbed some tissues to clean him up.
“That was...” I tried to describe how perfect it had been, how much I wanted more, how much I wanted him. The words didn’t come.
“Everything.” He said. “That was everything.”
I tossed the tissues in the bin and grabbed a water bottle, swigging from it before offering it to Tane. “Yes, it was.”
“Thanks.” He downed the rest of the water. “Need anything else?”
I traced the tattoos on his chest with one finger. He shook his head. “I can get going if you want?”
“No.” My fingers tightened, as if I could grip his shoulder and hold him in place. “I mean, uh. Please stay?”
Tane nodded. “I’d love to.”
“I even have pjs you can borrow, if you want?”
“I usually sleep naked,” he said. I almost swooned.
