Seattle Stories 03 -Aiden's Luck by Con Riley

Author:Con Riley [Riley, Con]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00ARFCE16
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2012-12-19T11:00:00+00:00

“DON’T answer it,” Marco murmured as they lay on the living room

couch together later, their post-dinner coffee cooling on the floor beside them, abandoned while they made out. Aiden turned his head anyway, out of habit, straining at an awkward angle, and tilting an ear in the direction of the hallway. The sound of his mother’s ringtone coming from the bathroom got a little louder.

Marco’s mouth was a distraction—nipping, sucking, licking—but even its shiver-inducing progress couldn’t stop Aiden’s automatic response to get up and quickly answer.

With a subtle change of angle, Marco caged him with his body. “Let it go to voice mail.”

“It might be important.” Aiden shifted slightly underneath him. Marco wrapped him up tighter. “You can talk with whoever that is later. Right now I think you are too busy.” His tongue—warm and wet and wicked—skimmed the shell of Aiden’s ear. For the next little while, his breathing and whispered instructions were all Aiden could hear clearly.

The next time Aiden’s phone rang, Marco had stripped him of his shirt, and was kneeling on the floor between his knees as Aiden sprawled on the couch. Aiden thought Marco looked amazing in the living room’s dim lamplight—all dark expressive eyes and smooth, sun-golden skin. One of Marco’s hands stroked over Aiden’s stillcovered hard-on.

Aiden pushed himself up to an upright position. “I need to get that.” He moved to stand as the ringing persisted. “No. What you need to do is relax and let me love you.” Marco’s hand tightened over Aiden’s dick. He leaned forward a little, pressing the heel of his palm slowly up its rigid length. Jesus, Aiden was so hard again—as if he hadn’t already come earlier that evening—but the phone’s ringing was distracting. He started to pull away.

Marco’s only answer to his gasped, “That call. I really need to take it,” was to demand more kisses. Before he could argue any further, Marco was lying on him, rolling his hips until Aiden’s answered, helpless to do anything but follow his movements. Their combined heavy breathing drowned out the last strains of his mom’s second call.

Things got hot and heavy. When Marco shoved down Aiden’s sweatpants, freeing his erection, his warm breath there made Aiden grasp onto his shoulders. Marco glanced up, his gaze holding Aiden’s steadily as his tongue flicked across the frenulum. Aiden’s head fell back, hitting the arm of the couch with an almost hollow-sounding clunk.

“Marco—” Whatever he’d been about to say was lost in a long, low groan as a warm mouth sucked at his balls. Aiden’s eyelids fluttered down, certain that Marco was about to go ahead and blow him. Hands pushed at his thighs, encouraging them to spread a little wider. When Aiden felt licked-wet fingers pressing lower, he jerked involuntarily, almost knocking Marco off the couch.

His apologies were shrugged off, just like Marco shrugged his way out of his own sweatpants. A dark, damp patch marred the pale gray fabric, and when he leaned over Aiden—completely naked now— a clear teardrop of precome glistened, jeweling the tip of his cock revealed by his retracting foreskin.

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