Page 84 of Night By Night
Something akin to triumph seemed to light Maddox’s gaze from deep within him. He slanted his lips over Hank’s for a long, crushing kiss that scrambled Hank’s brain even while it made his cock throb and leak all the more. At this rate, he was going to blow just from eager anticipation. He could feel how hard Maddox’s cock was, too, leaking pre-cum all over him as he ground on him.
Maddox lifted his lips from Hank’s for more teasing, more nips and sucks. “Who do you belong to?” Maddox whispered.
Another of those thills ran through him. “You, Sir. I’m yours.”
“And who do I belong to?”
A lump rose in Hank’s throat. “Me, Sir. You belong tome.”
“Damn right, I do.” Sitting up, he grabbed the lube and drizzled a generous amount over both their cocks. Then he reached down and fisted both of them, resting his weight on his other arm as his gaze bored into Hank’s.
“Hold on to me,” Maddox told him.
Hank wrapped his arms around him and hooked his feet over the backs of Maddox’s calves. Hank let out a moan as Maddox slowly stroked them. The man had fucking magic fingers. Yeah, he was happy to turn over control of his sex life to Maddox. The guy was damned good at it, that was for sure.
“Come with me,” Maddox urged.
Slowly, until he gained a little confidence, Hank started moving with him, thrusting his cock into Maddox’s fist, their cocks rubbing together.
Almost immediately he felt his mind spinning away into a sweet peace where he was happy to turn everything over to Maddox. Nothing else mattered but turning everything over to him.
“There’smy good boy,” Maddox whispered. “You feel it, don’t you? Youfeelhow good it is letting go to me, don’t you?”
“Yes, Sir.” He couldn’t have taken his focus off Maddox in this moment even if he’d wanted to. The man was his universe, his everything.
“For better or for worse, baby,” Maddox told him. “I’ll carry it all for you. All you have to do is give me what I want.”
Their gazes locked as Maddox patiently stroked their meat and Hank found himself actively fucking back against him.
That cocky, triumphant smile Maddox wore looked like no more than fourteen days had passed instead of fourteen years. When Hank’s climax erupted, Maddox practically growled with pleasure when he felt Hank’s cum fill his hand and spill all over them. He started stroking hard, fast, catching up and adding his own load to the sticky mess now covering both of them.
But he lowered his body over Hank’s and kissed him again, sweetly, sated—tenderly. “Love you, boy. For the rest of our lives.”
Hank lifted his head so he could kiss him. “Love you, too, Sir. Forever.”
