Short Rides (Rough Riders #14.5)(16)

“You just did.”


“God I love this mouth. I can’t get enough of it.” Trevor’s lips were soft and yielding, not at all the brutal, impatient kiss Edgard had expected. As Trevor continued to blow his mind with the seductive glide of lips on lips, his hands went to Edgard’s belt. He unbuckled and unzipped him without changing the dreamy quality of the kiss.


Trevor eased his lips back to say, “Lift your hips.”


Edgard pressed upward, his pelvis bumping into Trevor’s.


Trevor dragged Edgard’s jeans down and off. He hooked his fingers into Edgard’s boxer briefs and pulled them off. “Guess I like stripping you better than you stripping for me.”


“That works.” Edgard’s breath caught when Trevor’s callused hands roamed over his chest and belly while that hot mouth attacked his left nipple, stopping to trace the tattoo on his left pectoral. He chanced a quick look at Chassie to see she’d started stroking herself.


Trevor sucked and bit and used his skilled tongue on Edgard’s upper body, knowing the places that made him moan, made him hard and made him beg. Keeping his sexy blue-eyed gaze on Edgard’s, he kissed down his torso. He stopped when the wet tip of Edgard’s cock bumped his chin. “Tell me what you want.”


“Take me deep in your throat and hold me there. Like I had Chassie do to you.”


A half-growl rumbled from Trevor a second before he sucked Edgard’s cock into his mouth. Each bob of Trevor’s head pulled the shaft deeper. The tip bumping his soft palate, gliding back over his tongue and teeth, then past the gag reflex until his full lips circled the root of Edgard’s cock. “I love it when you’re on your knees and my dick is buried in your mouth.”


Trevor swallowed in response.


Edgard groaned. “Again.”


He complied. Then he released Edgard’s cock slowly. “Scoot to the edge.”


The instant Edgard moved, Trevor sucked Edgard’s sac. That deep suctioning tug caused Edgard to moan. Then that wicked tongue slipped down and back to lap at his *. “Jesus.”


“You love this.” Trevor teased the pucker with wet swirls before pushing his tongue into the hole, f*cking him with short jabs.


“God. Damn.”


Trevor slid his hands up Edgard’s thighs. “Turn around and brace your hands on the coffee table. I need a better angle.”


Edgard stood on shaking legs, widening his stance as Trevor grabbed hold of each butt cheek, squeezing and caressing as he tongued him straight to heaven.


“You two should see how hot you look during a rim job. So f*ckin’ sexy. Gets me off every time.” The buzz of the vibrator got louder.



Trevor didn’t pause at all in his licking, tongue thrusting and the soft smooches. He just drove Edgard out of his f*cking mind with the erotic way his mouth worked him.


Chassie gasped and emitted a series of breathy moans, her eyes locked on them as she masturbated herself to orgasm.


Then Trevor’s lips followed the crack of Edgard’s ass, up his spine, to his nape. Edgard loved the feel of Trevor’s full weight on him, pinning him down. Trevor pushed his erection between Edgard’s balls and rubbed their cocks together.


“You sure you don’t want me to f*ck you?” Trevor murmured in his ear.


“Later. Grab the lube.”


Trevor lifted up, giving Edgard one hip slap before moving.


“You want me to use that crop on you, Trev?”


He laughed. “You’d have to wrestle me for it and we both know how that always turns out. Where are we doin’ this?”


When he turned around, holding the lube, Edgard was right there. “On the floor. I want rug burns on your knees so you remember who put them there.”


A dark look entered Trevor’s eyes. “Like I could ever forget, amigo. Who you are to me, what you do to me. Inside and out.”


“Sweet words won’t get you sweet lovin’, my man.” Edgard kissed him hard and snatched the lube. “Hands and knees.”


Trevor dropped to the carpet. Edgard heard Chassie move behind them. He squirted a generous amount of lube on his fingers and coated his cock. He reached out and smacked Trevor’s ass. “Tilt your hips up.”


“And you called me Mr. Bossy,” he said to Chassie, who’d perched on the edge of the coffee table, vibrator in hand, to watch.


Chassie snorted. “You love it when he’s like this.”


“So do you,” he pointed out.


Edgard added more lube to his fingers and smeared it around Trevor’s *. Pushing one finger inside, he rubbed the tip across Trevor’s prostate as his mouth worshiped Trevor’s strong back. He loved the way the muscles bunched and relaxed beneath his tongue and teeth. He loved that beneath Trevor’s musky scent, Edgard could still smell Chassie on his skin.


“How long you gonna tease me?” Trevor demanded.


“As long as I want.” More lube, another finger, and Edgard was about to burst out of his skin with the need to get inside that tight ass.


He poised his cock at the soft pucker and said, “I wanna hear you as I f*ck you,” and rammed his cock deep on the first thrust.