Keaton's Lessons [Brac Village 6] by Lynn Hagen Page A

mere inches from Kade’s. He could feel the small puffs of air gliding across his mouth and Keaton wanted to close the distance.
    And he did. He pressed his lips against Kade’s, trying his best to get some sort of reaction out of the inscrutable man. But he just stood there, frozen, unmoving. Keaton gave it another try, yanking his hands free from Kade’s tight grasp and letting them roam to the guy’s groin.
    Kade hissed, his head rolling until he was staring up at the ceiling. “It’s been a very long time for you, hasn’t it, Kade?”
    The man didn’t say a word, his body still rigid… oh, there we go . Kade’s hips began to press into Keaton’s hands. Now they were getting somewhere. Keaton tried once more to kiss Kade. This time the man parted his lips.
    It didn’t bother Keaton to be in control. He was very flexible—in more ways than one. He was going to rock Kade’s world if the leopard let him. Yes, he was that confident. For him, sex wasn’t about how well someone could bend their legs behind their head—although that was one handy trick—but how well two people connected.
    And he was feeling very connected to Kade right now. When his mate didn’t protest, Keaton swept his tongue inside Kade’s mouth and moaned. He knew the guy was going to taste all hot and spicy. He also tasted like…Keaton pulled back. “Do you smoke?”
    Kade looked as if his brain wasn’t quite functioning properly yet. His teal eyes were glassy as he stared at Keaton. “Do I what?” He licked his lips and Keaton felt his breath catch at the delicious action.
    “Smoke?”
    Straightening, Kade began to look more focused. That wasn’t what Keaton had wanted.
    “I had one before you came.” When Kade tried to move away, Keaton blocked the guy. It was true that Kade was much larger than him, but he wasn’t going to be so easily dismissed. It dawned on Keaton that Kade needed someone to guide him, to take charge. Kade was a predatory creature, but he was so damn lost inside himself. Keaton had no problem helping the man find his way.
    “If I catch you with another cigarette, I’ll…I’ll…give you some very strong words that you just might not like.” His threat wasn’t as imposing as he would like it to be, but Keaton wasn’t a violent man.
    Kade gazed at him for a moment, and Keaton thought the man was going to argue about being treated so high-handedly. But he laughed. The freaking man laughed at him! That was not the response Keaton was looking for. He pinched Kade’s arm. “I’m serious! Do you know how deadly those things are?” Keaton pushed back into Kade, taking away the man’s personal space. “And do you know how nasty it tastes to kiss a smoker?”
    Before Kade could say a word, Keaton ran his hand over the guy’s now semi-soft cock. He hadn’t meant to kill the mood, but there was no way Keaton was going to allow the man to put that crap into his body.
    “I—” Kade swallowed and Keaton could see that the guy was extremely nervous. He was going to have to ease the man into this. Kade had never answered him when Keaton asked if it had been a long time for Kade. It wasn’t any of his business what had taken place before him. If Kade had sex in prison, Keaton wasn’t going to pry. But he was not about to have a quick and meaningless encounter with his mate. Keaton was going to show Kade how good it could be between them. “I thought we were going to look around the building.”
    Keaton teased the man’s flourishing erection with the tips of his fingers. “I am looking at something very interesting right now. Don’t spoil this for me.”
    “You’re bossy,” Kade said, but didn’t move away. He was once again pressing his groin into Keaton’s hands.
    Keaton gave a low chuckle. “Not really. But I know what I want and that would be you, Mr. Kade Marshall.” He backed up his words with a swipe of his tongue over the strong corded muscles in Kade’s neck. A part of him grinned in