What Remains by Bailey Bradford (to read list txt) 📕

back under his head while Sev crawled onto the bed. He closed his eyes, expecting to hear the snap of the lube cap and was startled when Sev grabbed his ass and pried his cheeks apart. Laine’s breath stuttered from his lungs in a series of whimpers as Sev lapped at his hole.

“Love this, love you,” Sev mumbled from behind him. Laine opened his mouth to respond and ended up groaning when Sev licked down to his balls and sucked them into his hot mouth.

“Shit! Suck them harder!” Laine half shouted the demand, his diaphragm clenching as pleasure enveloped him. Each sucking tug on his balls pulled at Laine’s insides, tightening everything from his toes to his skull. He moaned and dug his fingers into the blanket, trying to keep himself from floating away.

Sev’s tongue swirled over his nuts then pressed firmly between them. It took all of Laine’s strength not to buck, not to howl, as his blood roared in his ears.

Sev gave his balls another mind-boggling suck then he nipped his way back to Laine’s hole. Laine writhed shamelessly, curses wrung from his lips as Sev ate his ass. When Sev scraped his teeth over that delicate tissue, Laine started begging mindlessly. Sev continued tormenting him, ignoring Laine’s pleas.

“God damn it,” Laine found the strength to rasp, “get something bigger in there already!”

Sev chuckled darkly, the sound low and rough. It sent shivers down Laine’s spine and made his ass clench with anticipation. “I’m getting there. Just had to make up for you saying you wanted me in your ass almost as bad as I want my dick inside you.”

“Fucking smart ass,” Laine muttered, much to Sev’s amusement since it sent the man into a fit of laughter. Laine was ready to snarl by the time Sev slipped one finger inside his hole. He shoved back into the penetration, demanding more. Sev’s tongue had stretched him some already—Laine didn’t need to be babied along in this right now. “Sev…” he growled, only to hiss as a second digit joined the first.

“What?” Sev crooned, twisting those fingers inside him. A lightning zing of pleasure shot out from Laine’s gland. Laine panted and canted his hips, spreading his ass hungrily. “Oh yeah, feels good, doesn’t it? Always drives me out of my mind when you touch me right there.” Sev added slight pressure to Laine’s prostate, enough to make him gasp. “Feels even better when you’re fucking me, though. Then I’m full and getting to experience this.”

“Sev, sweetheart, fuck me now or I’ll throw you on your back and do it myself!” Laine was borderline frantic to feel Sev pounding into him, and if he was interested in playing around back there some more, he’d just have to get with the new plan.

“You don’t know what it does to me to hear you so needy,” Sev said over the gurgle of more lube being poured out. “Makes me feel like a god, like the luckiest man who ever lived, knowing it’s me you need.”

Apparently Sev had got past his nerves, and Laine couldn’t be happier. Well, he could, if Sev would just hurry the fuck up. Before Laine could snap out another demand, Sev settled between his legs and pushed down on the small of Laine’s back.

“A little lower, okay?”

Laine slid his knees further apart. He was a good foot taller than his lover, something that led them to some creative contortionism at times. His inner thigh muscles burned with strain when Sev patted his hip. “That’s good, perfect. God.” Laine heard Sev’s breath rattle free. “I want you so fuckin’ bad I’m afraid I’ll just shove right in!”

As good as that sounded, Laine figured it would probably hurt more than he’d be able to handle with any sort of dignity. He bit his lip to keep from saying so, though. He trusted Sev to take care of him.

Sev ran his thumbs down Laine’s crack then parted his cheeks. “You open so beautifully for me, Laine. Why don’t we do this more often?”

Laine guessed Sev didn’t expect an answer since the next thing he knew there was a broad, blunt, wet cock prodding at his hole. Laine kept his breathing steady, his body relaxed as Sev began penetrating him.

Despite the stretching, it burned slightly as his guardian muscle gave way, opening for Sev’s dick. Laine couldn’t stop it when something like a sob slipped past his lips—it just felt so damned good! He’d been a flaming fool to deny him and Sev this on a more regular basis.

Sev stopped with just his cockhead lodged inside. His hands opened and closed on Laine’s hips, gripping and releasing, a sure sign he was struggling to keep in control of his body’s demands. “Laine, I don’t know…”

Laine didn’t like hearing Sev worrying now, not when he’d been so confident seconds ago. And he wanted more, wanted to feel Sev’s dick lodged so deep inside him he could taste it. That was worth what would be, hopefully, a little pain.

Teeth gritted, Laine shoved his whole body back. Sev’s garbled shout was drowned out by Laine’s louder one. Pleasure-pain flashed hot through his rectum as Sev’s cock sank in to the hilt. Laine gasped, his throat raw and aching, competing with his ass for which hurt worse. As the ache ebbed, giving way to the exquisite sensation of fullness in his channel, Laine moaned and pressed back harder.

“Fuuuck!” Sev dropped over him, gripping Laine’s shoulder in one hand and planting the other above one of Laine’s arm. “Christ, it’s like having my dick wrapped in the smoothest, tightest satiny heat!”

Laine thought all those adjectives were just fucking great, but… “Move!”

Sev huffed a breathy laugh and bit the back of his neck. “Whatever you want, baby.” He pushed back up but kept his hand on Laine’s shoulder. His other went to Laine’s hip, then Sev began fucking him hard and deep just like Laine needed him to do.

“Yes,” Sev hissed as his balls slapped against Laine’s.