Gannon Morgan [Seven Brothers for McBride 2] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Anitra Lynn McLeod

idea was to do just what I did.”
    Gannon looked up at him.
    “Put you on your back. Now, you lift your hands above your head as if you are bound.”
    Gannon played along and put his hands up. To his shock, Alden climbed on top of him. His long, strong legs straddled Gannon’s hips, and he settled his bottom on top of Gannon’s rapidly hardening cock. The only thing that stood between them was the fabric of Gannon’s shorts. Normally, he thought the weave was light, but tonight it seemed a mile thick. He’d give just about anything to have that gone so he could feel Alden’s tight bottom pressed against his prick. When Alden started rocking his hips, which slid his ass along the shaft of Gannon’s cock, he knew he was in trouble. As much as he wanted to grab him and press him down harder, he kept his hands up. To remind himself what his role was, he intertwined his fingers and cupped them behind his head.
    As Alden continued his sinuous dance against him, Gannon tightened his grip on the back of his head. Faster he rocked, making delicious friction against Gannon’s body.
    “Please kiss me. I swear, I won’t move a muscle if you’ll just kiss me while you keep doing that.”
    Grinning, and clearly secure in his position, Alden kept right on squirming over Gannon’s prick, but he leaned forward to kiss him. When their lips touched, it took all Gannon had not to grab him and hold him tight. Gently, he rocked his hips, using his hands behind his head to balance out the movement he made with his lower body.
    “Can I take off your shorts?” Alden’s question was breathless and hungry.
    Gannon’s immediate yes was tempered by the fact he might not be able to control himself if Alden did. Also, McBride was supposed to be here to instruct them. The last thing Gannon wanted to do was anger his very generous master. But he also wanted to do whatever Alden felt comfortable with. Torn, Gannon finally decided he would leave everything up to his mate.
    “If you want to take them off, I won’t struggle. I mean, unless you want me to.”
    “I want you to stay still as if you were bound to the bed.” Alden rose and scooted down the length of Gannon’s body. As he moved downward, he pushed the bedclothes off both of them, which didn’t matter to Gannon since he felt he was practically on fire. Once he was down far enough, Alden lifted his soft hands and skillfully parted Gannon’s shorts. Watching him was hypnotic since his long, delicate fingers traced over the fastener with something almost like a musical finesse. Eventually, Alden got them parted and then pulled them down.
    “Wow.” Alden hesitated as his gaze riveted on Gannon’s exposed prick.
    “Is it okay?” Gannon wasn’t sure what Alden wanted from him, so he worried that his body wasn’t quite right. He didn’t do any body sculpting work like his twin, Ollie, but he thought their bodies were fairly similar anyway.
    “You are stunning.” Alden leaned close and kissed the tip of Gannon’s prick. “You are so very beautiful to me.”
    Gannon let out a sigh of relief then one of pleasure as Alden’s lips parted and he sucked the tip of Gannon’s cock into his hot, wet mouth. Another surge of need made him want to grasp the top of Alden’s head and help him bob his luscious mouth up and down on the knob of his cock. As much as he wanted to do that, Gannon didn’t. He had to grip his hands firmly to his head to restrain himself, but he managed.
    Closer Gannon came to release. He wanted to warn Alden back, or do something, say something, but he found he was unable to do anything but hold tight to himself and do all he could to stop himself from thrusting hard into his fragile mate’s mouth. Wavering between letting him do as he pleased while keeping his hands bound and warning him what was coming, Gannon decided to err on the side of caution.
    Taking his hand from the back of his own head, Gannon touched Alden’s head as gently as he could. Rather