A blush rose up along the cutie’s neck and into his cheeks. Harley’s thoughts immediately wondered just how far that blush spread. “Nathan Owens.”
He gave the man a smile. “Well, Nathan, it’s nice to meet you.” Harley continued to hold on to the man’s hips, but his thumbs had managed to sweep under the edge of Nathan’s shirt to caress the patch of skin just above his jeans.
He watched as Nathan’s pupils dilated slightly, while his pink tongue came out to swipe a path along his bottom lip. “It’s…I mean…” The man’s face bloomed a nice red, one Harley hoped to duplicate on the man’s ass soon.
There was no doubt in his mind, Harley was going to have a lot of fun with the cute little man. Maybe coming to Cedar Falls wasn’t such a bad idea after all. He might just have to thank Jax for making him move here.
After several stumbled starts, Nathan finally seemed to find his voice. “What’s your name?”
Harley grinned. “Harley Watts, but you can call me Master.”
* * * *
Nathan couldn’t stop the sharp inhale of breath or the fact that his dick strained against his zipper, twitching in an effort to get closer to the man who just said the one word Nathan hadn’t heard since his short vacation in California. His every fantasy started with that name—Master.
It didn’t mean Harley would be able to give him what Nathan truly desired, but it was a start. The man was already everything Nathan had ever dreamed of in a lover. Brown eyes that reminded him of melted caramel stared down at him with complete confidence, which made sense since Nathan couldn’t imagine anyone not doing as the man said. Harley was huge. Like professional wrestler huge. In fact the man sort of reminded Nathan of Dwayne Johnson.
Unable to do anything but obey the man, Nathan found himself uttering that one word he’d only cried out in his dreams. “Master.”
His voice was breathier than usual, but no matter how hard he tried, Nathan couldn’t seem to draw more oxygen into his lungs. It was as if Harley had sucked up all the air in the room.
That sexy growl he’d heard earlier rumbled around him, sinking deep into his balls. It was all Nathan could do not to come in his pants like a horny teenager. Never had he been so on edge so quickly before.
He watched, transfixed as the man’s firm lips closed the distance between them, taking control of a kiss that had Nathan’s knees buckling. The two hands holding on to his hips wrapped around him, pulling Nathan close to the man’s hard body, letting him lean against Harley since he couldn’t stand on his own.
He parted his lips with a soft moan of need, and Harley slid his tongue in deep. If Nathan hadn’t been weak before, he would have been when he felt Harley dominate his mouth, putting a stamp of ownership on him as surely as if the man were branding Nathan.
His head swam, forcing Nathan to hold on to the man’s large muscled biceps. The man’s arms were so big, Nathan’s hands looked tiny in comparison as he held on for dear life.
Harley’s hands stroked down his back before capturing Nathan’s ass in a bruising grip as he was pulled impossibly closer to the man’s body. A leg was thrust between his own, lifting Nathan’s feet right off the floor.
The friction against his cock and balls as Harley moved Nathan back and forth along the large muscled thigh was exquisite. Nathan could do nothing but hold on and enjoy the ride as Harley controlled every movement.
He heard himself whimper as his balls drew up tight to his body. As much as he didn’t want to come in his pants when he didn’t have a change of clothes, there was nothing Nathan was going to do to stop it. He was too close and Harley was doing all the right things.
A cry fell from his lips when Harley ripped his lips away. “That’s it, boy, show me how much you’re enjoying what I’m doing to you.”
Nathan let his head drop back, his mouth opening on a cry of need so sharp he was sure he wasn’t going to last more than a few more seconds. A hand at the front of his pants, popped his button open. The sound of his zipper being lowered was music to Nathan’s ears.
When a large calloused hand wrapped around his aching cock, Nathan’s body tightened. Bolts of pleasure seared through him. His prick thickened further, then throbbed.
“Come.” The growled order had Nathan’s dick shooting streams and streams of pearly white seed all over Harley’s hand. He came so much, Nathan felt wrung out, unable to do more than lean into the man who gave him so much pleasure. A deep rumble vibrated through Harley’s chest, sending a shiver racing down Nathan’s spine. “Good boy.”
Just like that another spurt of cum dribbled from his spent dick.