Page 69 of When the Sun Rises
His tongue slid along the seam of my lips, seeking entry that I happily gave. The soft noise he made as our tongues met, swirling and gliding along each other in an erotic dance, had something igniting inside my blood. Kissing him felt so fucking good, but even more than that, it felt like coming home.
All at once, it was like there was too much space between us, and I tugged at his hip, urging him to roll his body on top of me. My legs fell open naturally, making space for him as he moved to rest his weight on me. A deep, guttural groan resounded in my chest at how perfect he felt against me when his hips slotted against mine.
Everything inside me lit up at having Tucker against me as our kisses got messier and more passionate, teeth and lips clashing. Fingers skimming up his sides, I slipped under the hem of his shirt to run them along his warm skin. He let out a low, rumbly moan that went straight to my balls and had my hands roaming up further.
Tucker hissed when I found the stiff peaks of his nipples, rolling and pinching them between my fingers. I kissed along his jaw as he panted, his hot breath sending sparks of electricity through every nerve ending.
“Mmm, fuck, baby,” I growled into his neck when he began to rut our erections against each other through our jeans. Being withTucker was somehow overwhelming and never enough, all at the same time. It was like my need for him could never be satiated and right now, all I wanted was to have my hands all over him. To be inside him, to hear him scream my name, to watch him fall apart in the best way from the pleasure I gave him.
Pulling away just a little, we maneuvered so we were both more upright, giving me space to work Tucker’s shirt off with his help. My mouth crashed against his chest before the fabric was even fully over his head, and he let out a shuddering gasp as I sucked at his dusky pink nipple.
My eyes flicked up to his, those gorgeous amber eyes molten and pupils blown wide as he chewed his lower lip. I laved my tongue over the raised bud while one of my hands came up to resume my earlier ministrations against his other nipple.
Quiet little murmurs of pleasure tumbled from his lips as I worked him over, his fingers skating over my neck and shoulders with blunt nails, which caused goosebumps to break out all over my skin. Tucker shifted forward, straddling my hips to drop his ass down onto my dick and grind in a way that had me seeing stars. I grunted in approval as I pulled away from his chest as I used one hand to pull him back into a searing kiss while the other gripped his hip.
The friction against my dick was tantalizing but hardly enough, and from the needy sounds that escaped from Tucker in between our kisses, I knew I wasn’t the only one wanting more. It took me no time at all to pop open his jeans, a pleased hum spilling from me when I noticed the prominent wet spot on his boxer briefs.
“Look at you, leaking all over for me,” I murmured, snaking a hand in to palm at his covered cock. Tucker gave a low moan in response, rocking into my touch, and I couldn’t hold back my smirk. “So fucking needy. I love seeing you like this.”
“Fuck, Jackson… I want…” He groaned, spreading his legs as far as his jeans would allow so he could arch into my touch. But I could give him so much more, and he knew it.
“Yeah? What do you want, baby?” I looked up into the deep seaof lust swirling in his whiskey-colored eyes. His chest heaved with his breaths, and his lower lip snagged between his teeth as he continued to buck against my hand.
“You know…”
“Do I?” I teased, my grin widening as his brows pulled together into a scowl. “There are so many options, Tucker. You need to be specific so I can give you exactly what you need.”
Tightening my grip around his erection, I started to jack him roughly, fire burning through my veins at the choked sound he made. Tucker’s eyes squeezed shut as he threw his head back, the cords of his neck pulled taut and fully exposed. He looked so fucking beautiful like this.
“Is this what you need?” I breathed against his abdomen, pressing open-mouthed kisses against his overheated skin before I abruptly stopped my hand. He dropped his head forward and let out a cry as I pulled it free. The sound quickly morphed into a bitten-off curse as I reached around to dip my hand down the back of his pants, and the tip of my finger teased along his crease. “Or is this it?”
“I—I…Fuuck,” he moaned as the pad of my finger circled around his entrance and tapped lightly.
“You want me to bury my cock in this tight hole of yours and fuck you till you’re hoarse from screaming my name?” My voice came out rough and full of gravel. “Is that what you want?”
At first, Tucker nodded so enthusiastically that his hair bobbed with the force of it, but then he shook his head. I let out a huff of amusement as I gently nipped at his abs. “Make up your mind, baby. Which one?”
“Make love to me.”
It was a simple command, but the words were said like a plea, and they hung heavy in the air around us. Emotion crawled its way up my throat, and I pulled back slightly to look at the love of my life in his gorgeous eyes.
“Regardless of what we do, Tucker, I can promise you… I will be making love to you. It’s not possible for me to be with you like this and have it be anything less.”
He visibly swallowed as he took my face in both of his hands, but a burning heat was swirling in those amber depths that had my dick twitching in the confines of my pants. “Then I’d really like you to fuck me, Sunshine.”
Without another word, I lurched forward, pushing Tucker onto his back on the mattress. In a near frenzy, I tugged at his jeans, pulling them down until I couldn’t anymore because of his boots. I sat back on my haunches with a curse as I yanked them off, all while little rumbles of laughter fell from his lips.
“Shut up,” I grumbled, reaching around to pull my shirt over my head. “We can just pretend that was sexier than it actually was.”
“I didn’t say anything.” His eyes sparkled as he looked up at me, the workings of a smile on his face making my heart flutter in my chest.
Instead of responding, I blanketed my body over his and sealed our mouths together in a kiss that was meant to be quick. But as with most things involving Tucker, I fell into it wholeheartedly, devouring all the little sighs and grunts of pleasure that escaped him as our tongues swirled around each other.
The pressure behind my zipper quickly became too much, and a relieved breath left me when I worked my pants open. Tucker immediately shoved a hand into my briefs and wrapped it around my achingly stiff erection to give it a few firm tugs. My groan was drawn-out against his lips, and I dropped my forehead against his so I could watch the way the flushed tip of my cock shuttled in and out of his fist.
“Lube, baby, lube,” I rasped after a few moments, the dry rub beginning to border on painful as I pulled away. He let me go, and I fumbled my way off the bed, ditching my pants and underwear in the process while I dug through the bedside table I knew we’d stashed a new bottle in.
Retrieving it easily, I turned back to find Tucker had already lost hisbriefs and was lazily stroking himself as he waited for me. Tossing the bottle onto the bed, a wolfish smirk spread over my lips as I dropped to a knee beside him and tugged him down by the hips till his ass was hanging right at the edge.
