Kane leaned back, balancing his weight on his knees. Miki groaned, complaining when his cop moved out of reach, but Kane’s smile was wicked, a promise of more to come.
Tipping Miki’s chin up, Kane moved his lips down the long line of Miki’s throat. The touch of Kane’s tongue burned nearly as much as his sex buried deep inside of Miki’s body. The sensual glide of Kane’s agile tongue over his heated skin was followed the brush of Kane’s teeth over the thumping spot where his blood rushed to his heart. The cop teased him with faint scratches of fingernails over the backs of his thighs, and then when Miki arched his shoulders in supplication, Kane bent his head down further on Miki’s body and took more.
One of Miki’s stiff nipples brushed Kane’s lips, and the cop took it into his mouth, suckling the tip with a fevered hunger. Unhurriedly, Kane let his cock glide back into Miki’s entrance, trailing over the stretched opening in a delicious crawl while he laved at the nipple, curling his tongue around it. Groaning, Miki tightened his passage around the man’s sex, his entrance suckling at Kane’s tip, drawing him back in.
“Need….” Miki gasped. His hands moved up over Kane’s broad chest and clung to the man’s shoulders. “God, need… you.”
Toying with the nipple, Kane tweaked it between his front teeth, pressing at it with his tongue and flicking the captured nub. Unable to do more than lie beneath his lover, Miki’s hips churned of their own accord, caught under Kane’s roaming hands and rapacious teeth.
Kane kept his thrusts shallow, slowing, then quickening the pace when Miki’s writhing slowed. Moving his hips in small jerking motions, Kane set a new pace, sliding in and out of Miki’s damp body. He lowered his hands to Miki’s hips, stilling the singer’s movements. Drawing himself as far as he could, Kane slid firmly back into Miki’s tightness. Held firm by the man’s strong hands, Miki moaned and twisted against his cop, straining to take in much of Kane’s cock as he could.
“Damn you,” Miki hissed between his clenched teeth. He needed more than what Kane was giving him, and he struck back, sinking his teeth into the cop’s upper arm. Kane only laughed, a dark, sensual pleased chuckle at Miki’s distressed want, and shortened his thrusts until his cock’s tip barely brushed the inside of Miki’s entrance. Miki gasped and let go of Kane’s skin, leaving a deep, dimpled oval behind. “Fucking… son… of a… bitch.”
“Such a filthy mouth. Remind me to have you wrap it around me next time.” Kane stole Miki’s breath with an untamed, sloppy kiss, swallowing Miki’s curses.
Their world became nothing more than the bedding and the soft whisper of the evening breeze coming through the open sliding door. A delicate sweat of musk and sweet oil curled down their limbs, stomachs, and backs, curling around the deep bruises blooming dark purple poppies on Miki’s taut throat and Kane’s fingernail-raked arms. Long red welts dappled Kane’s shoulders where Miki’s fingers claimed him, and similar furrows ran up Miki’s thighs and over his ass.
Miki was lost. The bursts of pleasure hit him swiftly as Kane began to plunge deep into him, losing all sense of control the cop teased him with just moments before. The heat between them boiled, and they were driving hard against each other, falling out of rhythm, but the sensual dance they played earlier became a frenetic explosion of melded mouths and joined bodies. Miki was about to reach the tip of his climax when Kane’s hands cupped his lower back, and the man pushed Miki hard down onto his cock.
He could see Kane struggling to hold himself back, but Miki clenched in on him, and the tight glove of Miki’s body was all it took for Kane to lose his mind. The neon and stars illuminating the San Francisco sky seemed to pour into them, and Miki felt every nerve in his body suddenly come alive under the tingle of his sac.
“So beautiful,” Kane whispered, his hips snapping back into Miki’s body. Struggling to keep going, he wrapped his hand around Miki’s cock and stroked the slippery skin as it moved over Miki’s shaft. “Let me see you come, baby.”
“Almost… Kane.” Unwilling to lose contact with Kane’s hard length in him, Miki lifted his hips up, and Kane went deep, hitting nearly every spot Miki needed him to again. A tangle of stars buried deep inside of Miki suddenly broke free, and he gasped, feeling himself go over. “There… Kane… please.”