Page 54 of Devil's Kiss
“I’ve thought about you nakedwaymore often than I should’ve, but, ahh…” Jordan lost his train of thought as he stepped around behind Derek and drew his finger up his spine. He then smoothed his palm over to his shoulder and pressed his lips to the warm skin at the nape of his neck. “God, Derek, you’re built like a god. And I have a thing for muscles and tattoos, andfuck,” Jordan said as he scraped his teeth along his shoulder. “I think I just have a thing for you.”
Jordan knew he needed to shut his mouth before he said anything else incriminating. But before he did, there was one more thing… “Turn around for me. I want to look at what’s mine for the night.”
Thenhe took a step back.
DEREK SHUTHIS eyes for a second and willed his dick not to embarrass him. He’d been waiting for this moment for years, and there was no way he was going to come without experiencing, or at least fuckingseeing,Jordan naked.
God, please let him get naked…
He slowly pivoted until he was facing Jordan, andJesus, the guy looked like he was two seconds away from pouncing. His pants were hanging open, his shirt was half undone, and his lips were swollen, as though he’d been chewing on them while he’d been teasing Derek.
As Derek stood there mesmerized, Jordan pulled his shirt from his pants, undid the rest of the buttons, and stripped out of it, throwing it to the floor.
Damn, Derek wasn’t sure he’d survive watching Jordan strip in front of him without some sort of…Oh, fuck it, he reached down and clamped a tight fist around the base of his cock and squeezed.
When a chuckle echoed around the room and his eyes found Jordan’s, the guy shoved his pants to the floor along with his boxer briefs and said, “I’ll takethatas a compliment.”
Derek had no witty comebacks in his brain at that moment. All he had was the honest to God truth, which was, “You’re gorgeous.”
Totally naked now, Jordan, bold as you please, walked over to him and wrapped his fingers around the top of the ones Derek had encircling the root of his shaft. Jordan then tipped his face up and batted his lashes. “I told you so.”
The comment was so Jordan, and so fucking arrogant, that Derek scoffed before Jordan twisted his hand and drew it up the length of his cock, making him groan instead.
Jordan waggled his brows and aimed a blinding smile up at him. The guy was a fucking trip, but when he kissed his way up to Derek’s ear and said, “Get on the bed,” he had Derek’s undivided attention.
Derek sat down on the mattress, but before he could do anything else, Jordan bent and took his face between his hands. His lips were against Derek’s before he could even blink and the kiss was totally fucking mind-blowing. Jordan’s lips were forceful, his tongue rapacious, and any doubt or misapprehension Derek might have had vanished.
As the initial hunger was somewhat tamed, Jordan grazed his lips over the top of his and whispered, “Scoot back to the middle and let me see what you’ve been teasing me with since day one, Derek.”
Not sure if it was the words or the tender touch in amongst the rawness of that moment, but Derek’s heart joined his brain and body right then as he sat staring up at Jordan, and a shudder raced throughout his body.
“You okay?” Jordan asked, when he just sat there.
Derek nodded and a seductive smile split Jordan’s lips. That was when Derek realized what a gigantic mistake he’d made in coming there tonight. Because even as he moved to the center of Jordan’s bed, Derek knew after he left it, his heart would remain right there, where he was about to hand it over to the man looking down at him.
AS DEREK MOVEDto the middle of his mattress, Jordan thought his bed had never looked more inviting. He was magnificent lying there waiting on him. His colorful tattoos were bright against the crisp white of the bedsheets, and that stiff cock of his was leaking fluid over his abdomen.
Derek was beyond turned on. He looked ready to explode, and Jordan knew their night would be over very quickly, once the touching began. So he was all about taking his time for a moment to enjoy his view.
He’d been waiting to kiss, stroke, and touch Derek Pearson since the first moment he’d seen him, and now that he was his for the taking, Jordan didn’t want to rush.
He wanted to savor. To get inside him and stay there. But that wasn’t what this was about. This wasn’t about forevers. This was about the now.
One night. So they could finally relieve this sexual tension between them and move on.
Ever so slowly, Derek worked his shaft as he raised both feet to plant them on the mattress, and Jordan rolled a condom on. He lubed up, and then tossed the bottle on the mattress before placing a knee on the bed to climb up onto it.
Derek’s breathing increased and he pulled his knees up against his chest, waiting for whatever Jordan was going to give to him. He looked beautiful as he lay there, trusting him in that moment with something Jordan knew he’d never given to another, and for that he had to at least tell him… “Derek?”
Derek blinked up at him. “Yeah.”
“I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you right now.”
The blush that reddened Derek’s cheeks made Jordan’s confession well worth it as he stroked a gentle finger down the dark channel of Derek’s body. He saw Derek lower a hand back to his cock, and pick up the pace as he methodically stroked himself up and down as Jordan probed his body for entrance.
“Yes, Derek. That’s it. Let me in.”
Derek’s body was like a furnace where Jordan was slowly massaging him, and as his finger slipped inside, he heard a moan escape the man he was working over.