Sold by Sean Michael

passion running deep through Adam. He was going to discover it.
    He bit at Adam’s lower lip again, then moved to nibble on an earlobe. That earned him a moan, Adam’s neck stretching. Oh, pretty.
    Matt lowered his touch, licking at Adam’s neck, trying to decide where he was going to bite. Where he was going to leave his mark. He ran his nose over Adam’s throat, sniffing and then licking. He found a little hot spot right below Adam’s ear, felt the man shiver with delight. He licked the spot, then used his teeth to put a little pressure on it. Adam gasped, fingers curling around his headboard. It made him hum and bite harder.
    “Oh.” The single sound was so quiet, but it was all for him.
    He nodded, rubbed his nose along Adam’s skin. Adam stilled, panting softly, waiting for him. He bit gently at the juncture where neck met shoulder. Adam hummed, the sound peaceful. He bit harder.
    “Matt!” The word was surprised.
    That made him smile, and he licked where he’d bitten, tasting the salt and Adam flavor there. Adam relaxed again, easing under his mouth. Then he nipped, teeth dragging over Adam’s skin. He was going to explore every single inch. Belly. Thighs. Those pale little nipples. Licks and bites and sucking-up marks. It was going to be glorious.
    He spread Adam’s legs, fingers stroking the inner thighs. He let his fingernails scrape over the soft skin. Adam’s ball sac drew up, wrinkled. He rubbed it, tugged a little. So soft. Velvety. Matt could see it with a tiny ring behind, something secret. He let his fingers tease behind, stroking the spot where he would put it. Adam’s body moved, shifted almost convulsively.
    “This is mine. This spot right here.” He pinched gently.
    “Wh...what?”
    “This spot. I’m going to put a ring right here.”
    “I.” Adam’s words cut off, but the man’s ball sac went tight, tiny at his words.
    “A place that belongs to no one else. Just me.”
    “I. I don’t. Oh, fuck, man.”
    Listen to that. Rough, raw, uncontrolled. He liked it.
    Matt scraped the spot with his finger. Adam’s leg bent, his lover spreading for him.
    “Yeah, right there. This spot. All mine.”
    Adam didn’t answer; he groaned, arched as Matt pinched again. Matt slid down, pushing Adam’s legs farther apart so he could slide his tongue along this secret place. The scent of Adam hit him like a freight train, the musky male smell going straight to his cock. Moaning, he humped against the mattress a few times before getting himself under control enough to start licking the sweet little spot he was claiming as his own.
    His. His spot. He kissed and licked and even bit gently at the spot. Then he wrapped his lips around a bit of the flesh and sucked, pulling up the blood; he’d leave Adam with a little hickey, right there.
    “Oh...” Adam rolled, spread farther. “Hot.”
    Yes, it was. Adam was.
    His slid his fingers along Adam’s cock. The long, thin shaft was engorged, heating, the tip wet. He wrapped his hand around it, stroking as he rubbed his tongue along the mark he’d made. He heard Adam pant, heard the way his touch made the man’s breath hitch. Moaning, he stroked Adam’s cock faster, loving the way it leaked for him.
    “So fine.”
    Adam groaned, licked his lips. Matt pulled a ball into his mouth, sucking on it as he continued to work the long prick.
    Adam’s hips rolled, toes curling. “Oh...”
    He would have smiled, but his mouth was full. Adam’s ball sac relaxed, weighing heavy on his tongue. He slowly let it go, and then took the other one in.
    “I don’t know what to do, Matt.”
    “There’s nothing for you to do but feel.” And if he had to tie Adam up to get that through to the man, he would.
    “I.” Adam sighed, nodded.
    He pressed his thumb against his spot behind Adam’s balls and kissed his way up the long torso.
    “I’m sorry, Sir. Matt. I’m sorry.”
    “For what?”
    “For not pleasing you.”
    “What makes you think you’re not