Off Stage: Right by Samms Jaime

Author:Samms, Jaime [Samms, Jaime]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2013-04-20T16:00:00+00:00

THE scratch of wiry hair on his tongue did something to Len. He couldn’t describe the sensation. Only that it felt like heaven. The movement of the hair under his palms, a slithering shield between him and his lover’s skin sent a thrill through him like nothing else. It made him ache. Made him want to rub his whole body up against it.

He’d waited to grow hair like this himself. It never happened, and now he was glad. It left him smoother, his skin open to the sensation of that abrasion, and he had no doubt he could come just from that.

“You have a fetish, I think,” Vance whispered.

His bass voice. Oh, how Len loved the way that rumble, even at a whisper, vibrated right through him, akin to the friction of the hair on his skin.

He shivered.

“We’ll explore that in a moment. Now.” Vance cupped his chin and turned his face upward. He forced his eyes open. “You owe me a blow job.”

He would have nodded, but Vance’s grip kept his head immobile. Another zing of pleasure raced through him as he realized he couldn’t move.

“Words,” Vance said.

Len blinked at him. “Blow job,” he managed. “Yes.”

“Yes….” Vance lifted one eyebrow.

“Yes. Okay.” Len wasn’t sure what else was expected. He had agreed, but Vance hadn’t released his face. “Yes, please?”

Vance leaned in and gave him another one of those toe-curling, brain-frying kisses. Short, hard, completely compelling. “Sir,” he said as he moved away. “You may call me Sir when you’re on your knees.”

Oh. Len’s whole body throbbed. He tried to nod again, remembered the grip, and parted his lips. “Yes, Sir.” If sound came out, he didn’t hear it over the rush of blood in his ears or the adrenaline coursing through him.

Vance’s pleased smile let him know his intention had come through.

“Good boy.” His grip fell away and he sat back. “Focus.”

Len refrained from running his hands all over the man’s chest again, contenting himself with letting his gaze wander there, admiring the planes of muscle and dark circles of nipples. His fingers twitched to touch but he managed to stay on task and get Vance’s rather generously proportioned, uncut cock out of his pants and underwear.

He caressed that instead, enjoying the smooth, velvety skin sliding over the hardness beneath. The only other time he’d given head to a guy with an uncut cock was almost lost in the mists of his memory. One thing he did remember was how very sensitive the tip had been. How the lightest tease of his tongue around the inside of that foreskin could drive his lover wild. He bent his head and licked, base to tip, before slipping his lips around the girth.

“There you go,” Vance purred, running fingers through Len’s hair and lifting his hips to resettle in a more comfortable position.

Len hummed softly in acknowledgement of the praise and tested his theory.

Vance’s gasp as he slid his tongue under the foreskin and around the tip beneath was a gratifying sound.

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