Rayne moved his hand and replaced it with his mouth. He kissed him, thrusting his tongue inside, mimicking what he planned to do to Eno. His lover moaned and clung to him, parting his legs farther and shifting closer. Rayne nearly crawled into his lap, but he was still fully dressed.
No, they needed skin. Lots of hot, bare skin.
Rayne shoved at Eno’s chest as he stepped away, putting some very necessary space between them if he was going to get his brain to work. “Get undressed and stretch out in the center of the bed,” he ordered as he attacked the buttons on his shirt.
Smiling, Eno shoved off his pants and briefs in one fast motion. Wicked, evil man. Eno pushed the rest of his things to the floor with a loud thud and climbed to the center of the bed, his hands behind his head and his legs spread, creating a tantalizing picture of decadence and debauchery.
That beautiful body was pure temptation, and Rayne planned to leave him sweat covered and utterly wrecked.
He made quick work of his clothes and grabbed the small bottle of lube from his toiletry bag. They’d kept their possessions down to the essentials, and Rayne was so very glad this had made the list.
Naked, Rayne crawled onto the bed between Eno’s legs. He paused and pressed a kiss to the inside of his left knee, then another on his thigh.
“Not even going to take off your glasses,” Eno teased breathlessly.
“Maybe I want to be sure I can see every bit of you clearly.” Rayne scraped his teeth along Eno’s inner thigh, dragging a tiny noise out of Eno as the man shifted, pushing his hips upward as if to entice Rayne closer to his hard, thick cock.
Eno stretched out one hand and wagged his fingers twice. “Here,” Eno grunted as if it was a struggle to work that single word.
With a smirk, Rayne took off his glasses and handed them over. But as Eno stretched to place them on the nightstand, Rayne lowered his head and licked a stripe along Eno’s dick. A harsh breath filled the quiet of the room followed by a low moan as Rayne took the head into his mouth. Fingers threaded through his hair, twisting and lightly pulling as Rayne took more of him into his mouth.
They might not have been together long, but Rayne was a fast study. He memorized every sound that escaped Eno. He loved every fractured cry and desperate pant as he licked and sucked him. All those sounds were his and he demanded to hear them when they were together. He wanted to be the only one who could drive Eno insane with passion and pleasure.
While he steadily worked him with his mouth, Rayne snatched up the bottle of lube and squeezed some on his fingers. Very slowly he teased slick fingers at Eno’s hole. Not pushing in, just tempting him. As he’d expected, Eno tensed and flinched, his body naturally torn between pleasure and fear of the unknown.
“Rayne?”
He allowed Eno’s cock to slip from his mouth, but he dipped lower to lick along his balls, earning a fresh groan. “If you are unsure, we don’t have to do this. You know I love the feel of you in me.”
A strangled noise left Eno. The hand in his hair disappeared, moving to wrap around his dick as if the memory of their time together had nearly pushed him to climax. “No. I just…I don’t know what to do.”
“Clench your muscles and hold until I say to relax,” Rayne murmured, continuing to kiss and nibble the sensitive flesh. Eno did as he was instructed and Rayne tortured him, waiting for the telltale grunt of strain. “Relax.” The second the muscles eased, Rayne pressed a slick finger inside of Eno and crooked it with a practiced ease. It took only a couple of seconds to find Eno’s prostate.
“Fuck!” Eno shouted, his back arching against the obvious shock wave of pleasure.
Rayne permitted a wicked grin. Now he had him. He steadily worked him, stretching him and adding more lube. Peeling Eno’s hand out of his way, Rayne resumed sucking his cock, keeping his lover balanced on the edge of release. He couldn’t remember a time when he was more beautiful. Every inch of him was flushed skin and glistening with sweat. His mouth was slack as moans and broken words of need tumbled from his lips. He had brought Eno to this moment, taken this powerful creature and left him completely under his control.
“Oh gods, Rayne, please,” Eno begged. Fingers tightened in his hair and Eno punched his hips upward, trying to fuck his mouth. It wouldn’t take much now for him to explode, but Rayne wasn’t going to let that happen. He needed to be inside of him first.