Page 20 of September’s Tide (Island Tales #2)

Chapter Fourteen

Taylor slid his hands down the curve of David’s back, gripping the firm cheeks of his arse, parting them. He traced the crease, his fingertips brushing the sensitive skin, and David shuddered beneath him.

“Yes,” David whispered.

Taylor’s breathing hitched. Encouraged, he let his finger slide down to stroke over David’s pucker, the movement soft and hesitant. When he pressed just the tip inside, David clenched, his muscles fluttering.

“More,” David said, his voice hoarse.

Taylor pulled away only long enough to remove his shirt and push his shorts to his ankles, his skin tingling. He came back to the table, his heart pounding. “Stay just like that,” he instructed, and David obeyed, perfectly still.

Taylor climbed between his legs and lowered himself slowly, kissing along the backs of David’s thighs, the crease of his cheeks, before pulling them apart to lick at the tight little ring.

David’s breath caught.

“Oh fuck…”

Taylor paused. “Too much?”

In response, David reached back and pressed Taylor’s head deeper into his crack. “Eat me.”

Taylor raised his chin and grinned. “Yes, sir.”

He went to town on David’s hole, licking, circling, pushing his tongue in as David writhed, murmuring both praise and curses. When he eased a slick finger inside, David’s groan filled the air.

“Aw, fuck yeah.”

Encouraged, Taylor pushed deeper, until his finger was buried in David’s body up to the knuckle.

When David began to move, taking it almost greedily, Taylor added another, and it wasn’t long before he was sliding them in and out, David’s hole loosened and inviting.

Taylor's cock throbbed, the ache of wanting almost unbearable.

He leaned down to whisper in David’s ear. “I want to fuck you.”

And everything stilled.

David’s body went rigid, his hands curling into fists.

Taylor pulled back instantly. “David?”

A long beat.

“Taylor… I… I’ve never…”

The words broke off, and Taylor’s heart felt squeezed.

“Oh,” he breathed. The room felt suddenly quieter. “Okay.”

David turned his head, enough for Taylor to see a flicker of vulnerability in those blue eyes. Taylor reached out and stroked his hand down David’s back, slow and warm.

“It’s okay,” he repeated. “We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for.”

A silence stretched between them, but it wasn’t cold. It pulsed with something deeper. Trust, maybe.

Possibility.

Taylor stayed there, idly tracing the ridges of David’s spine, the moment suspended between what was offered… and what might come next.

David’s mind was in turmoil. Taylor’s fingers inside him felt so fucking good, but clearly not good enough to override the emotions which surfaced.

He’d never bottomed. Ever.

Taylor’s damp chest pressed against his back, his cock sliding over David’s hole as Taylor moved to whisper once more.

“It’s okay. We don’t have to.” But David had heard the need in his voice, the urgent wanting. Taylor moved to get up and David reacted without thinking.

“Wait.”

Taylor became still.

“Let me turn over.”

Taylor lifted himself up and David rolled onto his back, no discomfort at all now.

Damn, that feels so much better . He looked into Taylor’s earnest face, his eyes half-hooded with desire.

David pulled Taylor down onto him, wrapping one arm around him and cupping the back of his head with the other as he brought their lips together in a fierce kiss.

Taylor groaned as David devoured his mouth hungrily.

Taylor’s hips bucked, his cock heavy against David’s shaft that was already rigid.

When he broke the kiss, he gazed at Taylor’s face. Taylor regarded him intently, and David couldn’t miss the need in those sea-glass eyes.

“You really want to do this, don’t you?”

Taylor blinked, his mouth opening and closing, but no words came out. There was that dick, straining against him, hard, already beaded with pre-cum.

Guess that’s a yes .

David took a deep breath.

Just because I’ve never, doesn’t mean it always has to be that way.

And then he became aware of his body. His hard-as-steel cock. His hole that clenched at the thought of Taylor sliding into him.

Never say never, that’s what they say, right?

His body was talking to him, and David was finally getting the memo.

He took a deep breath and locked gazes with Taylor.

“Then fuck me.”

Taylor’s eyes grew large and round, and his breath escaped in short, quick bursts. “Really?”

David nodded, not trusting himself to speak. Taylor attacked his mouth in a relentless kiss that stole the breath from his body. When Taylor finally released him, he stared down at David, his pupils wide.

“How do you want to do this?”

David considered for a second or two. “I want to see your face.”

Taylor nodded and then climbed off the table. He held out his hand. “Your first time needs to be in a bed.” He spoke so earnestly that David smiled.

Talk about role reversal.

He grasped Taylor’s hand and allowed the younger man to help him off the table.

Taylor led him to the bed and lay down, holding his arms wide.

Without hesitation, David climbed onto it and moved to lie against Taylor, both men gasping as their bodies met.

Taylor pushed him onto his back and began to kiss down his chest, his tongue flicking at David’s nipples.

David shivered. His cock pointed toward his navel, already leaking pre-cum.

He held his breath as Taylor inched his way lower, until he felt Taylor’s warm breath on the head of his cock.

Taylor’s eyes met his and he smiled as he lapped at the clear liquid, before sucking David deep into that hot mouth.

David arched up off the bed.

“I love that mouth of yours,” he gasped as Taylor tightened his lips around David’s length, his cheeks hollowing as he sucked him deeper.

God, the boy was relentless. All too soon he felt his orgasm begin to boil.

“Taylor,” he called out warningly. “Too much. I want to come with your cock in my ass.” God, his voice sounded breathless.

Taylor pulled back so rapidly that David had to laugh. “I gather you like that idea, too.”

“Oh God, yes.” Taylor knelt up between his thighs.

David chuckled. “Right now, you know what I’m grateful for? That damn clinic you took me to. Results back in record time.”

Taylor laughed. “I’m grateful too. The number of times we fuck, I’d be spending a small fortune on condoms.” He grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand.

“Here. Let me.” David took the bottle from him, opened it one-handed, and dribbled the viscous liquid over Taylor’s dick which pointed straight up. David slicked it from head to root, feeling the tremors which coursed through Taylor. David stilled his hand. “I have to ask. Have you ever topped?”

Taylor’s gleeful smile gave him his answer before he opened his mouth. “Oh yes.”

David took a calming breath. “Thank God for that.” He squeezed more lube onto his fingers, then slid them into his own hole, before adding more for good measure.

Taylor wasn’t a small guy.

Taylor surprised him by taking hold of his wrists and pinning them on the pillow above his head with one hand. David spread his legs wide and began to breathe faster as Taylor positioned himself, his cock poised at David’s hole. He stared at David, eyes huge.

“Do it.” David was amazed at how hoarse his voice came out. He held his breath as Taylor pushed slowly into him, feeling his body open for him.

Taylor shook his head. “Breathe. It’ll feel better if you do.”

David complied, dragging oxygen into his lungs. He liked that Taylor moved so slowly, so carefully, his gaze focused on the point where their bodies joined.

“Fuck, that cock feels huge inside me.” David’s breathing quickened and his body strained up from the bed, unable to move far because of the hand that held him trapped.

Taylor pressed insistently into him until at last David felt the prickle of his pubes against David’s ass.

Taylor became still and David felt impossibly full.

Taylor’s gaze met his. “God, you’re tight.”

“Does it feel good?”

He grinned. “ So good.” He began to move, leisurely at first, but with increasing speed, his cock sliding into him with greater ease. David wanted to touch him. Hell, he needed to touch Taylor.

“Please, let me go.”

Taylor didn’t hesitate. He released David’s hands and David reached up to pull Taylor down to him, Taylor’s head dropping to his shoulder as he began to thrust into him.

David brought his legs up to tighten them around Taylor’s waist, his heels pushing against Taylor’s ass, propelling him deeper into him.

“Oh God, David.” Taylor’s voice was husky. “That feels fantastic.”

David’s whole world had narrowed to the feeling of Taylor’s body in his arms, Taylor balls-deep inside him. He started to move, hips rocking up, meeting Taylor’s thrusts with equal measure. Taylor changed position subtly, and suddenly a rocket went off inside him.

“Oh fuck, there. Right there.”

Taylor was panting more rapidly now and David realized he was into the home stretch. He clung to Taylor’s back, Taylor’s breath loud in his ear as he slammed into him, his balls slapping against David’s ass. All too soon David felt his own balls ride up high, and he was there.

“Gonna come,” he cried out, and then gasped as Taylor reached down to wrap his hand around David’s cock.

A second later, cum pulsed between their bodies.

David trembled as his orgasm shook him, his channel tight around Taylor’s dick.

Taylor stiffened and David could feel the throb of his cock deep inside him as he emptied his balls into David’s body.

Taylor let out a howl and a full body shudder coursed through him.

Taylor’s weight came to rest on him and David held him tightly, their bodies jolted by aftershocks that dissipated little by little until at last they lay in each other’s arms, their breathing less erratic.

Taylor raised his head and before he could say a word David kissed him, their lips meeting in a sublimely sweet union, their bodies still connected.

Taylor moaned softly. David loosened his grip on Taylor’s body, both of them bathed in perspiration.

He made a noise of disappointment as Taylor’s cock slipped from his hole, then held Taylor close, savouring the feel of Taylor’s lean, hard body in his arms.

“Thank you,” David whispered at last. “That… that was incredible.”

Taylor craned his neck to look up at David. “You don’t have to go, do you? Stay a while?” Those beautiful eyes locked onto his.

David smiled. “Yeah, I’ll stay.” He loved Taylor’s joyous exhalation. David closed his eyes and relished the afterglow that only came from great sex.

As if he could move anyway.