Page 16 of Notorious (Hollywood Heartthrobs #2)
“Yes!” Connor all but shouted.
“You want… that?”
“I want you inside me. I’m vers, but you’ll have to take it easy on me because it’s been a while.”
Connor handed me the bottle of lube and relaxed on his back, hands holding his head up as he gave me a wink as my cheeks heated at the thought of being inside this man. My eyes roamed down his fit and beautiful body, and I salivated at the thought of being able to sample him everywhere.
“Can I ask why it’s been so long? Because if you prefer topping, I’m okay with that. I want you to enjoy yourself.”
“What do you see when you look at me?” Connor asked.
A smile quirked up the side of my mouth as I answered with the complete truth.
“I see a man who has the biggest heart of anyone I’ve ever met.
Someone who will put other’s needs ahead of his own, takes criticism without comment, and keeps victories as routine, everyday occurrences.
You live life brimming with the thrill of not knowing what comes next, but you’re excited about the unknown because of all the possibilities.
You love your family and friends with a fierce intensity, support their dreams, and are their biggest cheerleader, and they love you back with the same fierceness.
I’ve never once seen you look down on anyone.
Instead, you treat everyone with respect.
People are envious of your career and success, but they have no clue how much hard work you put in and how brilliant you need to be in order to survive in this business.
On top of all those admirable qualities, you’re sexy-as-fuck. ”
With each word spoken, his eyes widened and by the end, his mouth dropped open and he looked stunned.
“Are… are you serious?”
I tilted my head and said, “Yes. How do other people see you?”
“As a stupid actor who can’t break out of the mold of being an action star, or someone who lucked out finding work because my parents gifted me with good genes.”
Rage built up inside my chest, and I growled.
“Well, fuck them because they don’t know you.
Anyone who bases their opinion on your looks seems stupid to me.
Yes, you are gorgeous, but that’s because of your beautiful mother and handsome father.
All of your siblings are stunning, but you used your skills as an actor, and there is not a single thing wrong with your career.
On top of all that, it’s fucking hypocritical how your critics watch your movies and find them entertaining, but then criticize you for making them. Make that make sense.
“But you are more than an action star. I’ve seen all you do for the production company you run with your friends; because you give a voice to those who can’t share their own perspectives with the world.
And I know what it’s like to come from a family who couldn’t care less about the child they brought into this world, but you support your siblings and root for their success as they root for yours.
I believe you can do anything you put your mind to and make the world a better place without effort. Look what you’ve already done for me.”
Yes, I might have gotten carried away with my speech, but it was all true.
“I suppose as human beings, we forget no one knows what they are doing as we stumble through life. The older I get, the more I realize that almost everyone I know doesn’t have their shit together no matter what age, and it’s hard to live this life without stumbling a bit from time to time.
It’s your life and you’ve made the best of your talents.
And that’s on top of being a good man. Anyone with another argument can fuck themselves sideways. ”
The truth of my words seemed to make him think, and I drew closer and leaned down, brushing a kiss over his mouth and smiling against his lips at his quick inhale.
He pulled me onto him and deepened the kiss as our heated skin pressed together.
Lust flared between us, and I groaned as my hands rubbed up and down his chest.
“Thank you for being… well, you, Ollie. I’m lucky to have ever met you.”
My answer was a bright smile before capturing his lips in another heated kiss.
As though on instinct, and driven out of my mind with the need to touch him, my thumbs caught on one turgid nipple and I broke the kiss, needing to explore Connor.
I kissed down his neck and chest, and flicked it with my thumb, before sealing my lips over it, tongue darting out, learning what Connor needed.
“Ollie! Please!”
His hard cock pulsed against my stomach as I lavished one nipple before moving to the other. My desire grew from each mewl and moan escaping his throat and the way he clutched me against him, not wanting me to move away but needing more from me.
As I caressed his stomach with my kisses, I pinched his nubs between my fingers until I reached his hard, leaking cock, which required my full attention.
“Connor… you are magnificent.”
Before he could respond, I flattened my tongue and licked a swath up and over his slit, moaning as I caught his essence. My lips pursed over the head, seeking even more of him as Connor’s hips shot up and my name whimpered out of his mouth in a low keen.
His pleasure above all else became my priority and as I swallowed him whole, the head of his cock brushing the back of my throat, I fumbled with the lube and coated my fingers. But before I swallowed around him, I lifted off.
“Do you still want me?” I asked as I glanced up and caught his hazy gaze.
“Yes! Please, Ollie. I… inside me.”
I shivered at his deep, strained voice begging for more and leaked precome onto the bedsheets below me.
Foregoing my pleasure, I massaged the inside of his thigh as my fingers coated his taint with a sheen of lube.
The one place I needed to feel his scorching heat tantalized me as I brushed against his pucker and closed my eyes against the onslaught of need when Connor moaned for more.
As I circled his entrance, I swallowed him down and sensed his entire body go lax as his hard cock swelled in my mouth. With a practiced ease, I slid my finger inside up to my first knuckle and sighed around his dick when he squeezed me.
While researching and writing gay sex was second nature to me by this point, I wasn’t expecting my partner to be so vocal with his pleasure as I slid my entire digit inside him before easing out.
Connor thrashed on the bed, seeking more of me inside him as I worshipped his cock with my tongue and mouth.
“More. Ollie, fuck, I need two more inside me.”
There was a decisive intensity to his request, but I refused to rush and hurt him. Even by his own admission, he wasn’t used to the onslaught.
His cock popped out of my mouth before I kissed the base, moving my lips along his skin.
“I love how responsive you are to my touch. You are a temptation laid out like this, and I can’t wait for you to fall apart when I’m inside you.”
With a crook of my finger, I brushed against his prostate and licked at the precome leaking from his dick as I pulled out and coated two fingers this time. He took me with ease and I almost swallowed my tongue as he ground his ass down on my digits as his head thrashed back and forth on the pillow.
I spread them, hoping to stretch him even more, and choked on a moan when more precome flowed out of his cock and I lapped it up as if I were dying of thirst. His flavor, salty yet with a bit of sweetness, was growing more addictive with each lick, and before long, we were both gasping for air as I continued getting him ready for me.
“Ollie?”
“Yeah, beautiful?”
“Please, and I mean this in the nicest way possible, fuck me now!”
Instead of following his desperate plea, I pulled out enough I could group another finger with the two already stretching him and opened him wider.
A choked off curse garbled in his throat as I plunged in, leaving him and me throbbing with need.
I watched in fascination as his hole fluttered around my fingers and when I removed all three, he clenched, missing being filled.
Pouring out some more lube, I stroked my dick, getting it ready.
“Do you want to be on your back or on your hands and knees?”
He shook his head. “Like this, on my back. To see you. Please?”
With my clean hand, I rubbed his thigh and shushed him. “Whatever you want, beautiful.”
For a long minute, I examined his flushed face and neck, the sweat on his forehead and the sheen on his chest, and my dick pulsed in my hand at the sexy man spread out for me.
“You’re so fucking hot, beautiful.”
We both moaned as I positioned my hips closer and pressed his knees back to his chest, opening him up to me.
When he looked comfortable and I found I couldn’t hold back any longer, I pressed the head of my cock against his entrance and sucked in a breath when it disappeared inside him as he angled his hips up.
“Slow, beautiful. We have all night.”
Apparently, it was the wrong thing to say because he hooked his ankles around my back and squeezed, leaving me scrambling as I slid in deeper, cursing under my breath.
“You’re so fucking tight. I’m never going to survive this.”
Connor grunted and tried the move again, but I held firm and rubbed his hips.
“Give me a minute. I don’t want to blow the second I move. You feel too fucking good.”
Impatient and greedy, Connor’s mouth tilted in a wicked grin before he flipped us over and gave me a triumphant sound as he held me down.
“Now, it’s my turn.”