Free Everything That You Are by Nikki McCoy Page B

wanted to jump from the bed, or better yet, beat the man behind him to a bloody pulp, but a wave of sexual energy tore through his body with such force that he gasped.
    His skin became so sensitive that he swore he could feel every hair on the body of the man pressed so tightly against his backside. He also became increasingly aware of the cock that was swelling in the crevice between his thighs. Even as his mind rebelled against his reaction, his arousal grew to a sharp, almost painful point.
    Kaden tried to remember all of the reasons why he should hate the man who was causing his body to respond in a way that it never had for anyone else before. He tried desperately to find his anger, but when he felt a tender kiss against the nape of his neck at the same time that a hand reached around to grasp his aching cock, all of his thoughts scattered.
    His hips began to move of their own accord, rocking into that firm grip that he silently prayed would never let go. He wanted more, needed more, but the arm still banded around his waist held him still, forcing him to endure the slow, languid strokes of that hand. He bit his lip in an effort to keep from begging Michael to increase his speed. Kaden refused to let him know how much he wanted this pleasure. More pleasure.
    A soft chuckle vibrated through the chest pressed against his back, and he felt more than heard the man whisper into his ear, “Like that, do you?”
    A moan escaped his lips before he could suppress it and he felt what little resistance he had tried to retain melt away under Michael’s skilful hand.
    “Turn over, boy. I want to see you.”
    Kaden obeyed the command without a second thought, rolling over to get caught in Michael’s hazel gaze, shadowed by the fall of silken, black hair.
    His features were remarkable, but the look of wonder and desire in those soft eyes almost had him coming beneath the blanket. He flicked his tongue out to moisten his suddenly dry lips and felt his breath catch as he watched the man dip his head down and felt him swipe his own tongue along them, groaning into him.
    Michael shifted his body over so that his weight was braced on his forearms and he hovered over Kaden , delving his tongue inside as soon as Kaden parted his lips. The few inches of air that separated their bodies seemed like miles, but he wasn’t ready to close that distance just yet. He felt as though he was being swept away by his own arousal, betrayed by the lust consuming his body.
    The big man broke off their kiss and peered down into his eyes as though searching for something. “I don’t want to rush you this time. If you want me to stop, I will. Just say the word and…”
    Kaden felt an irrational bout of irritation that the guy would get him so worked up, so heated and desperate to find release, then back off as though his sexual ministrations weren’t a form of torture all their own. He effectively cut off the frustrating words by raising his hips and grinding his erection against that of the gorgeous man.
    They both let out low moans and, before Michael could recover, Kaden set a fast rhythm. He ground their cocks together, building so much heat between them that it felt like thousands of tiny electrical shocks were coursing through his body all at once.
    He couldn’t believe his wantonness and aggression. During the long nights of loneliness and pain spanning the past several years, he’d always dreamt of what making love would feel like. Though this didn’t quite involve love, the passion that was blazing through his body was as close as he’d ever come.
    “I need to know. Tell me you want this too.”
    The honesty in the emotions pouring into him tipped him over the edge. “Yes,” he hissed.
    Michael growled and leaned to the side, quickly pulling a bottle of lube from the drawer of the nightstand beside the bed and pouring some onto his fingers. “Lift your legs, boy.”
    Kaden immediately pulled his knees up to his chest and whimpered as he