Page 79 of Cinnamon Strudel
He yanked the teasing hand out of his pants and adjusted himself to look halfway decent. “Don’t move.”
He walked around the hood and opened the door for his date, his hand curling around Alexander’s neck and hauling him in for a kiss. The man grunted in surprise, but eased into the kiss and practically leaped out of the truck to fuse their bodies together. The kiss was fierce and full of fire, lips at war and tongues battling for dominance. Fingers weaving together, Jack was pulled towards the elevators. Once the doors closed them inside, their lips crashed together, hands roaming hot bodies and tugging shirts from pants.
He barely took in his surroundings as he shuffled behind Alexander, lips attached to his neck and arms tugging him closer.
It was only when Alexander wriggled out of his arms that he realised they were in a bedroom—a spacious, modern oneat that. Jack didn’t have time to take much in before his date tackled him to the bed with a bruising kiss. Fuck, Alexander was lusting hard, and helovedit.
He relaxed under Alexander, struggling to unbutton his shirt. “Yours needs to go too.”
Seconds later, their shirts hit the floor. He couldn’t help but groan as Alexander’s kisses ran down his neck and over his throat, tickling down his chest before his tongue swirled around his nipples.
“Fuck, Alex.”
“Keep it coming, sugar.”
Sugar? He didn’t get much time to linger. Alexander ripped his jeans off, cock springing free against the cool air. He hardly got to draw in a breath before a hot mouth sealed over his cockhead, and a strong hand pumped his shaft. Alexander washungry, devouring him as if Jack was his last meal. The fact that he was so eager to swallow every inch, had him cresting the edge before he could blink. He’d had good head before, but damn this black-haired beauty was on a whole different level.
His body arched into him, hips seeking out that tight, wet heat and his fingers brushing those curls out of pretty eyes. When the gorgeous green orbs met his and a smirk formed around the shaft stuffing Alexander’s mouth, Jack lost it. He tried to pull out, but Alex buried his nose in his groin, throat constricting around him as he swallowed every drop.
“Fucking hell,” Jack panted. “You better have lube here.”
Alex came up for air, licking his lips and jutting his chin towards the nightstand. Still quivering from his climax, Jack stretched for the drawer, finding condoms as well as a few toys geared to the female body.
Why did that make him so jealous?
As Alex wiggled out of his jeans, something about the way he looked suddenly felt hesitant. It vanished the second Jack squirted the liquid on his fingers and reached to massage it in.
“Fuck that.” Alex smacked the hand away and snatched the bottle, slicking up his own fingers before kneeling between Jack’s spread legs again. Two cool fingers pushed at his hole, and the other lubed hand wrapped around the semi that Jack was already sporting. “You’re mine now, cowboy.”
He reached for his hat and placed it on Alex’s head. Taking in the perfect sight of the Adonis before him, he let himself fall back into the mattress. “Been thinking about that all night.”
Alex’s tongue poked out of his mouth, a flash of pink wetting his lips before the bottom one rolled between his teeth. Adjusting the hat, he pushed two fingers into Jack’s hole. “Being fucked by me wearing nothing but your hat, huh?”
“A sight to behold, little cowboy.” Those tantalising fingers pushed deeper and curled, tapping his prostate and drawing a groan from deep in his chest. His head lolled back, and he had trouble keeping his eyes on the god between his legs.
“Oh, please tell me you’re going to come for me again.” The words only made his spine tingle worse, ruthless fingers hitting his sweet spot until he saw stars. “You looked so fucking hot when I sucked the life out of you.”
“Alex,” he hissed, trying to squirm away.
A firm hand flattened across his stomach, only succeeding in adding more pressure to the sensitive gland inside his ass. “Are you trying to get away from me, sugar?” He tsked his tongue. “I told you, you’re mine now.”
With that Alex’s head dipped down, tongue darting to catch a drop of precum dripping from Jack’s slit.
Oh, shit. He was close, and in big fucking trouble. How the fuck was he supposed to last when Alex had such adeliciouslydirty mouth. His thighs shook as Alex’s tongue ran down his length and a third finger stretched him open.
“Fucking hell, you’re needy, aren’t you? You’re taking me so well.”
Jack’s insides melted, his heart racing as his cock disappeared into that filthy mouth. He needed to fucking see it, couldn’t take his eyes off as he combed Alex’s hair back again. Lips curled into a sinful smirk, palm smoothing over his stomach as he was taken to the back the hot throat. He’d barely recovered from his first orgasm when those damn fingers assaulted his sweet spot again. Alex’s mouth wasn’t any help either, throat contracting and no sign of a gag reflex in sight.
Jack couldn’t help his hips from rocking into the wet heat, his orgasm already tingling the bottom of his spine. Alex didn’t relent, eyes watching him closely and smile brightening as Jack fought for any glimpse of his sanity. His fight was in vain, his cock swelling and pulsing. Every nerve in his body was on fire as Alex dragged his second climax out of him, groans turning to begging sounds as his balls tightened and cum burst from his slit.
This time, Alex pulled off and sat up, watching as the clear liquid sprayed all over Jack’s stomach and chest, hot and sticky.
“Such a pretty mess,” Alex praised, pulling his fingers out and smearing the cum into Jack’s skin with his other hand. “I definitely need to see that again.”
“Again?” he panted, his mind unable to form any coherent thought or protest.
“Is that not why you let me steal your hat?” The god before him arched his back and tilted his head slightly, lifting his cum-soaked fingers to his lips. “You’ll feel so good coming all around my cock.”
