Page 21 of Power Move
He lays his hand on top of mine, curling around me so we’re both holding my cock. Then he shifts closer, sliding his ass to theedge of the bed, raises his gaze to meet mine, and guides me to his lips.
Hot and pulsing with need, I rub my cock head over those soft pillows, painting them with pre-come. My breaths come faster, and I want more. He opens for me, and his tongue flicks over the sensitive underside.
“Sage.” I groan, pressing closer. He lets me push inside the wet heat, and it’s so good, my knees nearly buckle. I feed him my cock, in and out, the fingers of my other hand threaded through his hair. “You’re so good.”
Melting under the praise, he rests his other hand on my ass, his fingers burrowing into my skin. He takes me deeper and increases the suction.
“Fuck.” Lost in the pleasure of his talented mouth, I can’t help pulsing my hips faster, twisting my fingers in that thick, soft hair, and he welcomes me into his throat with a hum.
The room fills with my pants, Sage’s moans, and the music weaving around us. Before I’m too far gone, I release my hold of his hair, smooth it away from his face, and ease back. “Are you stripping for me?”
Tracing his fingers from my ass cheek to my thigh, he sinks his teeth into his lower lip. “Do you want me to?”
“I want you to do whatever you want to do.”
He stands and takes hold of my hands. The dip of his head brings his focus to my chest. “Will you help me?”
I slide my hand into his hair and use that to tilt his face up. The shyness mixed with the direct requests of what he wants makes him even more precious to me. “Help you, as in, I get to have my hands all over you, helping to get you as naked as me? Hell, yeah.”
Sage smiles, then presses a kiss to the center of my chest, right over my heart. And I melt.
The music changes to a different artist, still sensual and heat-stirring. I claim his lips, rocking our bodies together, working the denim open and then over his ass. I drop to my knees and with my hands on his hips, press him onto the bed.
He half-sits, half-lies atop my gray blanket, watching me remove his boots and socks, then pull the jeans to his knees, then calves, then all the way off. His hot pink, cotton briefs hug his cock and balls perfectly.
I stand, tossing his socks and jeans on top of mine. “Damn, I like those.”
“These?” His smile playful, he cups himself, then slides his fingers over the material. “I like them too.”
I want to drop to my knees again and worship him. So I do. “Move up the bed for me?”
He scoots toward the pillows. And I follow, crawling after him. I pause to grab lube and condoms from the bedside table. Then, range over him, blanketing his body, and kissing him as deeply as I can. Sage winds his arms and legs around me. The feel of being skin to skin with him is so good.
I shift back, trailing my lips over his throat, sucking up kisses along his collarbone, addicted to the way he cards his fingers through my hair.
Sliding lower, I settle between his knees and drop kisses across his chest, tasting his nipples, tracing the sensitive sides of his torso with my thumbs. When I kiss his stomach, he sucks in a breath. I go lower, over the lines of his hips, and tease my nose over his cloth-covered cock. He arches up.
I raise my head. “Want these off?”
“Please.”
Using my teeth, I pull them lower, freeing his cock. He lifts his hips so I can get them off his ass, then down his legs. Sage leans on his forearms, watching me. “Can you suck me?”
“You’re reading my mind.” Trailing my hands along the inside of his thighs, I soak up his shudders and use my shoulders to spread his legs wider. His scent intensifies at the base of his cock. I nuzzle him there before teasing my lips all over his length then lick my way to the head. He groans and his hips jerk, his hands restlessly shifting through my hair.
I wrap my hand around the base and take him into my mouth. Sage tastes like salt and sweetness. Sucking his cock head, I lave it with attention before taking him deeper, then into my throat. He undulates under me, whispering my name, murmuring how good I’m making him feel.
Taking his balls into my mouth, I tease my finger farther back to play with his hole, and his gasps, whines, andyes, pleasesrenew my resolve to learn all of his secrets.
“Rhys.” Panting, he slides his hands to cup the sides of my face and gazes down at me. “Will you kiss me?”
Working my way up his body, I drop haphazard kisses until I reach his lips. And devour him, thrusting my tongue against his, groaning for the demands he makes with his hungry mouth on mine.
He wraps his arms around me, locks a leg around my thigh, and presses our bodies together. Desire beating in time with my pulse, I rock my hips into his, pressing him deeper into the mattress. “You feel good against me.”
Sage traces a fingertip over my nipple. “Will you fuck me?”
His whispered question goes straight to my dick. I claim another kiss. “Face to face? So we can see each other.”
