Mr. March by Bailey Bradford

Author:Bailey Bradford [Bradford, Bailey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Entwined Group Ltd
Published: 2018-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Jason stretched out on the bed alongside Casey. He loved the way Casey rolled over, right into his arms. “Casey,” Jason murmured, the need to say his name too great to resist.

Casey tipped his head back and Jason took the hint. He kissed Casey, licking his soft lips first, then delving into the warmth of his mouth.

Casey shivered against him and clutched at Jason’s arm with one hand, and his hair with the other. Casey hooked one leg over Jason’s hips and brought their cocks into firmer contact.

Fuck! Jason was going to come before he did much more than kiss Casey at this rate. He rutted with Casey while they plundered each other’s mouths. Jason wasn’t battling for dominance, and neither was Casey. It was hunger, pure and strong, Jason was certain of it. He wanted to taste all of Casey, wanted to make him writhe and cry out with bliss.

Jason sucked on Casey’s bottom lip then turned his head and left a trail of kisses along Casey’s jaw.

Casey kept touching him, stroking Jason and fueling the need in him.

They were going to burn up the sheets, and Jason couldn’t wait. He rolled them over, putting Casey on his back. Casey parted his legs and Jason settled between them. Casey wound his legs around Jason’s hips and arched his neck, giving Jason more skin to kiss and nibble on. Every time he nipped, Casey shivered and gasped.

The man was addictive—his taste, his scent, his sounds, everything about him.

Jason pushed himself up onto his elbows and rocked his groin against Casey’s.

“Yes,” Casey hissed, grabbing Jason’s shoulders. “God, fuck me, Jason. Fuck me, now!”

Jason wanted to, but he wasn’t done discovering all the flavors of Casey yet. He slid down and kissed the hollow of Casey’s neck then licked his collar bone.

“Please, please,” Casey said, bringing his hands to Jason’s head and tugging gently at his hair. “More.”

Jason laved Casey’s right nipple until he was panting, then Jason moved to the left one and bit it. He didn’t do it hard—he didn’t want to hurt Casey.

Casey bucked and pressed Jason’s head closer. He worked Casey’s nipple with his teeth, his lips, his tongue, while pinching and rolling the other one with his fingers.

When Casey was moaning almost nonstop, Jason moved down, marveling over the softness of Casey’s skin, and the firmness of his belly, though he didn’t have six-pack abs. He was lean and strong, and Jason was enamored of him, had been since he’d awakened in the refuge.

Casey’s belly button was tiny. Jason had noticed earlier. He delved the tip of his tongue into it and was delighted by the way Casey reacted—more moans, pressing him closer.

Jason lapped at the thin treasure trail leading to Casey’s groin, but didn’t follow it all the way down. He couldn’t, not with Casey’s fat dick right there, waiting to be sucked.

“Gonna suck you,” Jason warned.

Casey let his legs fall open. “Yes, yes—”

Jason ringed the base as much as he could with his thumb and forefinger, then he took the entire length into his mouth, letting it breach his throat.

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