Amara Lebel

Joshua sighed contently as he held him tight. “Damn, T, I have missed you.” At those words, Tristan fused their mouths together in a hard kiss. It was almost desperate. All he wanted to do was feel, taste, and smell his lover. He wanted to drown in the man he loved and forget everything else that had happened over the past few days. Tristan never wanted to think of Logan ever again, especially now that he was back where he belonged, in Joshua’s arms.

     As if sensing his thoughts, Joshua held him tighter, deepening their kiss as he walked them backwards into the sitting room. Tristan went willingly, stumbling over whatever was on the floor until the backs of his legs hit the couch. Not once did they break their kiss as they took the time to relearn each other’s bodies, peeling away clothing to caress smooth, warm flesh.

     Tristan groaned into his lover’s mouth, their tongues duelling for supremacy as the kiss became more heated. It felt divine, a balm that soothed his anxious mind. He never wanted to keep anything from Joshua, yet he feared losing him over what had happened between him and Mclean. Considering his past, it would be difficult for his man to think on anything else, and that was something Tristan could never fault him for. He should stop this and tell him the truth, yet he was a selfish bastard, and as Joshua tugged him tighter into his embrace, Tristan pushed those horrid thoughts aside and lost himself in sensation. Kissing his lover fiercely, he groaned and gasped, their teeth clashing as they devoured each other. He wanted to taste every inch of this man before him, and would have done so if Joshua had not broken the kiss to drop to his knees.

    Tristan watched on bated breath as his zipper was lowered to release his stiff rod, his shaft clasped gently in a sure grip. He loved it when Joshua treated him to one of his amazing blowjobs, but right now, all he could think about was either being buried balls-deep within his man’s tight ass, or vice versa.

     “Damn, baby, no! I just want—”

    His words died in his throat as the hot cavern of Joshua’s mouth engulfed his cock completely, his lust-fogged mind urging him to relax and enjoy. Tristan grunted, reaching for his lover’s head as he began a slow roll of his hips. “So good, Joshua! Always so damn—”

    Pleasure shot through his shaft and balls as blunt teeth caught the swollen head of his cock teasingly. Glancing down at his man, he smirked at the challenging glint in his blue eyes. “You are so fucking hot, baby. I love seeing your greedy lips wrapped around my cock.” At his husked words, Joshua sucked hard, his lover’s cheeks hollowing as he did so. “Dammit!”

    Joshua teased him with that wicked tongue, massaging the underside of his shaft before pulling back completely. Tristan was about to voice a complaint when the base of his cock was gripped hard. Joshua smirked up at him, stroking his throbbing rod before sucking one of his balls into his talented mouth. The way he worked him had Tristan thrusting forward harder than before, the ruddy head of his cock caressing his man’s cheek.

    “You always taste so damn good, T,” Joshua purred in that sexy, deep voice of his as he once again took Tristan into his mouth. It felt amazing, the slick glide of his lover’s hot lips and tongue as he suckled gently, his deft fingers reaching up to squeeze and massage Tristan’s damp sac before easing down to probe his puckered hole. It was too much.

    “Ah, fuck, baby. Don’t tease me.” On a groan, Tristan arched backward against those eager fingers, tightening his grip on Joshua’s hair as the tip of one finger breached his ass. Panting hard, he let his head roll back against his shoulder, his body heating as his man continued to lave and suck his hard cock. He couldn’t take any more. If he didn’t stop it now, he would come in that welcoming mouth.

     “Baby, please, I can’t—” Tristan grunted as blunt teeth scraped the underside of his shaft once more, sending a shudder throughout his entire body. “Fucking hell!”

     Grabbing his man’s shoulders, he pulled him to his feet and captured his lips in a fierce kiss. Joshua chuckled against his mouth, his large hands trailing up Tristan’s back to cup the nape of his neck possessively. Taking control once more, he spun Tristan around, then pushed him forward to kneel on the arm of the couch.

     “I’m going to drive you wild before giving you what you want, T. I’m going to fucking savor you.” Joshua’s voice grew thicker with every lust-coated word he spoke, his warm, callused hands caressing Tristan’s naked back and ass as he parted his cheeks slowly. Anticipation had Tristan mewling like a horny housewife as he waited for what he knew was coming next, and on the initial contact of his man’s hot tongue on his puckered hole, he jerked off his perch on the couch.

    Joshua growled low in his throat as he gripped Tristan’s hips hard and forced him back into position, his tongue delving deep instantly. Tristan cried out, fisting the couch cushions as his lover kept his word and drove him insane. He fucked him with fingers and tongue, stroking his shaft in the same languorous rhythm, making him ache deliciously.

    “Joshua, please…I’m going to…fuck, baby, I need to come.” Was that pleading voice really his own? Tristan was surprised at how needy and desperate he sounded. He would never have allowed anyone to do this to him in the past, never would have given up control so easily. Yet this was Joshua, the only person to have ever reduced him to this, and it made Tristan love the gorgeous, sensual man all the more.