Page 22 of Taste of Surrender
“Has anyone ever touched you here?” he asked.
“I’ve done it myself a few times when jerking off, but no one else has,” I admitted.
“The thought of you fingering your ass while stroking your dick is fucking hot.” He slowly pressed the tip of his finger inside me while swirling his tongue over my shaft like a popsicle. He added another digit, scissoring them a bit to stretch my hole.
“Give me more, please,” I begged.
He pushed in a third, and the slight burn had me squirming against him.
“Just breathe. I’ll go slow.”
I let out a breath like he instructed. “Okay.”
He took his time pumping in and out of me, and my body melted into his touch.
“God, I want to fuck you so bad.”
“Then do it,” I urged.
He slid off the bed, stepped out of his sweats, then crawled back between my legs. He sat back on his heels, ripped open the foil packet, and rolled the condom down his considerable length. I watched as he coated himself in the slick gel before he hooked his arms under my legs and lined himself up with my needy asshole.
As he eased his dick inside me, my eyes slammed shut. He gave me a moment to adjust to the new sensation, then leaned down and brushed my lips with his. “You’re squeezing the hell out of my dick. It feels so fucking good. Tell me when you’re ready for me to move.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him once more before I said, “Go ahead. I’m ready.”
He rocked into me with long, slow strokes. Once I allowed myself to relax, it didn’t take long for the discomfort to morph into pleasure. My knees fell open, allowing him to go even deeper; all the while his lips never left mine, his tongue plunging into my mouth.
When he pulled back, he wrapped his hand around my dick and pumped it in time with his thrusts. “Watching you take my cock is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Shit, that feels so good,” I moaned. My release continued building, and with a few more jerks, I came all over his fist and my stomach.
He groaned and picked up the pace. “Fuck, I’m going to come too.” He pounded into me two more times, then stilled as he spilled into the condom.
He hovered over me and captured my mouth in another kiss. “That was fucking amazing.”
At that moment, I knew I was falling in love with Malachi Danvers.
6
MALACHI
If my bestfriend found out I fucked his brother, everything would turn to shit. Not only was I certain Jesse would drug me and cut my dick off while I was sleeping, but he would never speak to me again. At least, that was what I assumed, because if I were to find out he was fucking my sister, I would do exactly those things. It was bro code, and I went and broke it by falling hard for Jasper. So hard that I was sneaking around kissing him, getting matching tattoos with him, blowing him, and now reserving a hotel room for the night so I could fuck him.
Who was I?
I wouldn’t have said I wasinlove with him, though I certainly had loveforhim. I cared so much about him not only because I was attracted to him, but because I’d known Jasper almost his entire life. He was funny and smart, could whip up gourmet meals, and was an amazing person. I never thought any of what we were doing would happen.
But I was happy.
However, in the back of my mind, I knew if the band and I made it to the live auditions forThe Band Showdownand then won, everything would change.
Except, I couldn’t keep my hands off of him.
We lay in the middle of the king-sized hotel bed after we cleaned up and slipped on our boxers. I pulled him closer to me and traced my finger over the moon tattoo on his wrist. When I glanced at the clock on the nightstand, I saw it was almost midnight.
“Where do your parents think you are?” I mumbled against his shoulder, and kissed it lightly.
“My friend, AJ’s. The plan was to go there after the after-party.”
