Page 44 of Tell No One
“It’s too hot,” Delaney said, but didn’t push him off.
“You need less clothes then.” Tag unbuttoned Delaney’s shirt from the top, then landed a kiss right underneath his Adam’s apple and carried on kissing him as he worked on the other buttons. His heart was battering his ribs. Would Delaney stop him? When he tugged Delaney’s shirt off without any protest and dropped it on another chair, Tag smiled. “Cooler now?”
“What do you think?”
Tag slid his hand down to Delaney’s trousers, pressed open the fastening and pulled down the zip. “You must be coolernow.”
At least that won him a laugh.
“Will you fuck me?” Tag asked, and hoped. But Delaney was hard. He was into this.
“I assume you found what we need when you were going through my house.”
Tag climbed off his lap and ran back inside, shedding his clothes as he went. He had the quickest shower ever, little more than standing under lukewarm water long enough to feel he was clean, long enough to prep a little. He only dried his feet, then ran back down the stairs with lube, a condom and a handful of tissues.
Delaney was naked and the wine glasses were no longer on the table. Tag handed him the lube and the condom, stuffed the tissues down the side of the seat, then stood between Delaney’s legs, dripping water over him. They were both hard.
“Suck me,” Tag whispered.
“Don’t tell me what to do.”
Tagtsked. But a moment later, Delaney had him sitting on the table, and had pushed Tag back to lean on his elbows. When he took Tag’s cock in his mouth, Tag’s eyes fluttered closed. “Oh…oh…oooh.” One hard suck, one gentle lick and Tag almost came. “Fu…ck,” he stuttered.
Then Delaney’s hot mouth was gone and Tag opened his eyes to see him sitting back on the chair, rolling on the condom.
“That table’s not going to take our weight,” Delaney said.
Tag moved to stand between his legs, chewing at his lip. Delaney flicked open the cap on the lube, slicked up his cock and hand, and all the while he stared into Tag’s face. When Delaney’s fingers slid between his legs, Tag gulped, then moaned as Delaney pushed a finger inside him. Tag leaned forward to kiss him and when Delaney kissed him back, Tag’s heart leapt. He felt Delaney’s fingers wrap around him, moving on his cock in the same rhythm as he was pushing his finger inside him and his tongue into Tag’s mouth.
Tag’s eyes closed again, melting into the sensation of having Delaney’s hands playing with him. His knees shook as the need to come began to tighten his insides like a coiling snake.Not this fast! No, no.But Delaney’s finger caressed that place inside him that took control from Tag’s head and in an instant, he arched back and came undone, orgasm washing over him, drowning him for a long breathless moment, his come spurting over Delaney’s fist as Tag cried out into the dusky night.
He returned to life to find himself the subject of Delaney’s intense gaze as he licked his hand. Tag honestly thought it was enough to make him come again. Almost.
“Will your neighbours think that noise was a randy fox?” Tag asked. “Oh, you don’t have neighbours, do you?”
“They’d have heard that in the village.”
Tag rested his fingers on Delaney’s chest and settled his knees on the chair. Once he had Delaney’s cock in the right position, he started to inch himself down.Big and hard and…It wasn’t as easy as Tag had thought it would be. “How much more of you is there?”
Delaney leaned forward for his mouth, put his hands on Tag’s hips and pulled him down. Tag’s noisy exhalations were swallowed in the kiss. He’d thought Delaney would just fuck him, but he didn’t. He kissed him and kept kissing him and it was glorious.
Except Tag had to move. Every cell in his body was yelling encouragement. He rocked his hips gently as he shifted up and down and Delaney pressed his forehead to Tag’s shoulder, his fingers tightening on his hips.
“Yeah,” Delaney whispered. “Like that.”
Tag rocked again and his cock somehow managed to revive itself as he moved on Delaney’s dick, little slides up and down, squeezing his muscles so that Delaney shuddered against him. And all the time Tag curled his fingers into that short silky hair and called out Delaney’s name over and over. Then Tag changed gear, moving faster and harder until he could feel Delaney climbing in the way he gripped him, in his ragged breathing, in the noises he was making and the different feel of his cock.
“Keep doing that,” Delaney gasped. “Don’t stop.”
Delaney thrust up into him, holding his waist now, his movements growing faster and choppier and Tag no longer had control. Had he ever? He needed to come again. He could feel that urgency galloping through his body, racing towards those few receptors that would tip him over the edge. His mouth met Delaney’s, and he tasted salt from his upper lip. Somehow that acted as a trigger and as Tag arched into him, muttering Delaney’s name over and over into his mouth, one perfect rub of his cock against Delaney’s hard abs was all he needed to make him fly. He felt Delaney come at almost the same time, holding Tag even tighter as he emptied himself into his body.
As they floated down from the high, Tag slumped against him. He wanted a kiss and didn’t get one. Delaney lifted him off and dealt with the condom.
“Go to bed,” Delaney told him. “Not my bed.”
And Tag’s heart splintered. He picked up his clothes on the way back upstairs and had another shower. A longer one this time and made no sound when he cried, the wordconvenientechoing in his head.
Delaney let out a shaky breath.How the fuck had Tag come again so fast?He almost laughed at the thought. The kid was a lot younger than him. But even so… He wiped himself down with the tissues Tag had brought and wrapped up the condom. Delaney didn’t even want to move. He sprawled in satiated pleasure half-wishing that he’d not sent Tag away. He swallowed hard when he remembered how Tag had repeatedly whispered his name, the way his fingers had trembled as he’d twisted them in Delaney’s hair, how tight his arse was, how hard he’d come…
