Chapter 3

CHAPTER 3

TOMMY

I 'd fucked around with lots of guys in lots of places.

But having Nate on his knees, sucking me off in the hallway of my hotel, where anybody could see us, had my climax racing to the finish line so fast and hard I could barely breathe. I should've been embarrassed at how quickly I was coming, but I felt too good to do anything but ride the incredible wave.

And the sexy singer's wild moans around my cock only heightened my pleasure. Watching him watching me with those big, beautiful eyes of his, a sharp shock of electricity snapped between us, engaging all my senses.

Blow jobs were always good, but this? Him? I wanted to live and die inside Nate's mouth.

He gave my cock one more tug with that skillful hand of his and sucked on the sensitive head. A roar I couldn't contain erupted from my chest as I came hard, the pleasure rippling through my body as I released my cum in Nate's mouth. The singer swallowed as much as he could, but inevitably, some of it spilled out of the corners of his swollen mouth.

Breathless, I was about to collapse on the carpeted hallway when I heard a ping.

The fucking elevator…

No.

Pulling my spent cock out of Nate's provocative mouth—and ignoring the debauched sight of the hottest man I'd ever had the pleasure to be with—I reached down and lifted him up. Then I desperately scrambled for my card key so we could get inside my room.

That orgasm was incredible, but I realized that the pleasure had little do to with the risk of being seen and everything to do with the man sucking me off. But for some weird reason, I didn't want anyone to see Nate like this. Only me.

My possessive reaction surprised me, but I refused to think any more about it.

This time, I managed to get the card key out of my pocket and scanned it, opening the door.

I ushered a panting Nate inside and slammed the door behind us. He pushed me against it, wrapping his arms around my neck. Without hesitation, I kissed him, tasting my release, enjoying Nate's dirty groans. His hips collided with mine, his hard cock brushing against my stomach. I reached down to cup him, the slick feel of leather and the heat of his body a temptation I couldn't resist.

"That was so freaking hot, and I'm going to be reliving that for quite some time," I confessed.

"It was my absolute pleasure," he replied, echoing my sentiments at the club.

Then he licked his lips, and all I wanted to do was kiss him. All night long.

"Get these fucking clothes off and get in my bed."

Nate eased back and stripped off his top. Unlike me, his chest was smooth, and he only had one tattoo in the center of it that read ‘oui', meaning yes. I'd visited places like Québec and France, so I knew a handful of French words and phrases.

And oui was right. Everything about tonight made me believe in that word.

His long body was beautiful, and when he unzipped those skintight leathers and revealed a black lace jock, my weak knees nearly gave out again.

"Fucking hell," I groaned.

"You like?" he asked as he pushed down his pants and stepped out of them, then turned around and walked over to my bed.

My tongue was too tied to answer him.

His ass was incredible, and the lacy jock framed his cheeks perfectly. I couldn't wait to watch my cock slide deep inside him, to pound that ass until he screamed my name.

I threw off my plaid shirt and shoved my jeans and briefs down, kicking them aside. Even though I wasn't as pretty as the man in front of me, I had a decent body, thanks to all the physical labor of my job.

Nate kneeled on the bed, glancing over his shoulder, giving me a long once-over. His gaze was as smoldering as the rest of him.

Without pause, I walked over to the nightstand, grabbed the lube and a string of condoms, and threw them on the bed.

"Six condoms?" Nate teased as he leaned forward on his hands.

"You're a rockstar. I've got big expectations."

He threw his head back and laughed, and the velvety sound made me smile. Not to mention, that sexy grin of his and the gorgeous waves of his hair sliding down his back had me drunk on the sight of him. Fucking hell, six was conservative.

Suddenly, one night with Nate seemed way too short.

And that line of thinking was, shit, it was dangerous. And stupid.

I ignored my brain and focused on the body. Nate's. Sliding one hand over his supple ass, I got up behind him on the bed, moaning at the euphoric rush of his skin finally meeting mine. I thought this would be rough and dirty, just like that blowjob in the hallway. But now, all I wanted to do was worship the man.

Leaning over, my chest hitting his back, I pushed his hair aside and kissed his shoulder, then up and over to his neck, teasing bites and languid kisses. My cock was half hard and getting harder. Nate writhed and moaned my name, turning his head. I captured those lush lips, swollen and sticky with my cum.

Normally, kissing was something I could take or leave. A hard fuck was more to my liking. But with Nate, I could come just from kissing him. The man knew how to use that talented tongue of his and I couldn't get enough.

I smoothed one hand down his back, around his hip, sliding under his jockstrap. His cock was hard and leaking precum. Shoving the sexy underwear down his thighs, I reached for the lube and poured a generous amount in my hand, then began to stroke him off.

"Tommy," he moaned and writhed.

The way he said my name had shivers running up and down my body.

Suddenly, it wasn't enough. I eased back and flipped him over.

His hair splayed out over my pillow, and fuck, he was so damn pretty. No, more than that. Gorgeous, sexy… I didn't have enough words. A strange lump lodged in my throat as I stared down at him. I couldn't explain it but, it was like he was meant to be lying here, underneath me, and nowhere else.

He lifted his hand and crooked his finger, beckoning me closer.

I laid out over him, my bigger body blanketing his, touching head to toe. Both of us groaned when our skin made contact. I cupped his face, rubbing my thumbs over those pouty pink lips of his, testing their softness, unable to look anywhere else. When I glanced up at his eyes, there was surprise there.

Until he turned his face and playfully bit my finger, then licked it.

I reached down and kissed him, and fuck, I couldn't get enough of those sweet lips of his.

His hands slid around my hips and squeezed my ass, pulling my hips in tighter, our hard cocks rubbing together, lube and precum and sweat creating a slick glide.

I ran my mouth along his jaw, down his neck, then lower, over his pecs, sucking on his nipples.

Nate clutched my head tightly, pulling me in closer.

"Yes, more."

I teased his nipples, tugging, licking, sucking, until he was a panting mess, urging me on.

Sliding down his body, I kissed his taut abs and lower, taking his pretty cock in one hand and his smooth balls in the other. I wrapped my lips around the head of his dick and slid my tongue over his slit.

"Fuck, that's good. Please," he whimpered. "Don't stop."

"Hold on to your knees," I demanded. "I want to eat your ass."

"Yes," Nate moaned loudly. "Tommy."

Without pause, Nate pulled his knees back, and I licked my lips as I stared at his pink hole. Leaning down, I took a deep inhale of his musky scent, then teased his rim with my tongue. Fast, quick flicks to torment him. Circling his hole, sliding up over his taint, and back again.

"More," he groaned.

I swirled my tongue over his hole, and fuck, his taste was addictive. Just like his kisses, I couldn't get enough of his ass. I pushed my face in, rubbing my scruff against his cheeks as I ate at his hole, fucking him with my tongue. He chanted my name, and the sound reverberated like the sexiest music.

"Fuck me. Need your cock," he moaned.

I gave him one last lick and reluctantly pulled away from temptation. Grabbing the lube again, I slicked up my fingers and teased his hole, pushing in slow but steady with one finger, then two. When he was relaxed, I sank deeper, crooking my fingers, aiming for his prostate.

"Right there!" he yelled out. "Oh God."

The sight of my fingers in his ass had my own cock jerking hard, the need to be inside him so strong I was shaking again.

"You ready?" I grunted as I finger fucked him.

"Yes," he hissed. "I need your cock. Now!"

His demanding tone had me biting back a laugh. When he caught my grin, he licked his provocative lips, and suddenly playtime was over.

I withdrew my fingers from Nate's body, grabbed a condom, and suited up. By the time I got it rolled on and added more lube, my fingers were trembling, and I was so turned on I was worried I might come before I even got inside him.

Sliding those long legs of his over my arms, I shifted my hips and pushed my cock to his hole.

Slow and steady, he took me in, until I was all the way there. I glanced up and realized that fucking face to face was probably more than I bargained for. This close, I could see every expression that flickered across his beautiful face.

"Okay?" I whispered.

"Oh yes."

I snapped my hips, thrusting deep, and Nate moaned so loudly every fucking person on this floor probably heard us.

Or was that me? I couldn't tell. I didn't care. His tight ass was strangling my dick and fuck, it was better than good.

Too bad about the condom.

The thought of fucking Nate bareback had my hips moving hard and fast, and soon, I was setting a furious pace as he met me, thrust for thrust, our bodies slick, the bed shaking.

Nate reached for me, gripping my neck, pulling me in for a mauling kiss.

I ate at his mouth, sucking on his tongue, as our bodies moved in sync. Reaching down, I took his cock in hand and stroked him off. Rutting in and out of him, my climax threatened to unleash.

"Need you to come for me," I moaned as I watched him, so gorgeous like this.

"Almost…there," he panted.

I tugged his cock, stroking faster, and thrust into him with the same urgency. His body jolted and his ass tightened.

"That's it, come for me," I demanded as I fucked him harder, faster.

Nate shouted my name and came all over my hand. With his head thrown back, neck exposed, his hair a tangled mess on my pillow, it was… he was… fuck.

I was gone.

My orgasm unleashed, white-hot pleasure snapping through my body as I came hard, fucking into him with wild, frantic thrusts.

"Nate," I moaned his name as I stared down into his eyes.

I felt him shudder beneath me, and I held on tight.

When I finally caught my breath, I gently eased out of him, then flopped down on the bed, one hand holding my head. I was going to pass out for sure.

Nate leaned over and kissed me. Who needed to breathe anyway?

When he finally let me up for air, I couldn't help the smile on my face.

"One condom down, five more to go," he quipped. "Are you up for it?"

"It may take all night," I whispered as I slid my hands down his back.

"I'm willing to sacrifice sleep if you are."