Fiery Heat

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his bed and proceede

yly. After all, he was stark naked

Damon's tongue pushed past his lips, pumping into his mouth with slow, deliberate strokes, teasing him, making him groan in hun

nt to see you." Da

orcing him to open his eyes and meet Damon's gaze. They just looked into each other's eyes, no words,

gth of Tristan's neck, biting down on the soft skin below his ea

oned Damon's jeans, tugging them d

lplessly, fingers digg

Tristan couldn't get over

tainty in his eyes and

said getting up to

re not the one about to ta

is neck. He slid his palms across the hot, smooth skin of Tristan's chest, loving the shudders Tristan c

s nipples. He sucked his nipples until they were hard and stiff, then made his

ed as Damon moved down,

knees Tristan," Damon instructed get

d but did as he had been

down and dropped kisses on his back, caressing him with gentle hands. Hi

said dropping kisses

l. Exposed as he was in that position, he kne

ed huskily. Tristan could hear the reverence in Damon's voic

k and hot and wonderfully wet skated over his hole. Oh, holy hell, and fuck! Damon's tongue flicked over his hole, licking gently at the sensitive flesh. Tristan clutched at t

ied out. "Dam

iding the waves of intense pleasure, abandoning all questions of why to just feel. Tristan thought he could very well die from the pleasure of it. His balls and cock were throbbing, and he was twisting the sheets in his fists, moving bac

ting hard and long. Damon hadn't even touched hi

ifting Tristan back onto his knee, he poured a generous amount onto the wet hole.

." He

on's finger pierced the little opening. His finger moved gently inside him, st

k the groan of pleasure as the finger slid out, th

he possessed was engaged right now, straining against the need roar

st. He was raised perfectly for Damon now, his shoulders flat to

ed his fingers inside him to brush against his prostate, drawing a loud

there was out of this world. Damn! Tristan rocked back faster, fucking himself on Damon's fingers. He was hard aga

impossible to wait to sink in

e soon. One-handed, he rolled the rubber on, his fingers still stretching Tristan's ass, working the lube in. He poured

y for

u?" Tristan ground out

ask, Tris. Ju

on fire. He could feel his flesh stretching around Damon's cock, cupping the th

. So tight. God

of the act was overwhelming him like nothing he had ever done before had. The head of Damon's cock finall

urts but I won't move until y

, throbbing and filling his channel with a h

istan said in a soft

u s

istan said maki

t of him. He was sinking deeper with each small thrust, stretching him further. With each ripple of movement in

ength slid inside

gainst him, his thighs holding him in place. He was impaled in a way he could have never imagined possible, his m

nown such intense pleasure. Fuck! He wished he could feel Tristan without an

im and groaned in protest. He love