Book I: Lingering Scent of Yours (Completed)

Vegas & Pete: This Family I Always Longed For

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The clock struck midnight when we finished watching the movie Pete had chosen for us. I turned off the screen, allowing the living room to be illuminated only by a small lamp on the table. I carefully took the sleeping man in my arms, who sighed, tucking his mouth into my neck until I felt chills. I slowly headed for the bedroom, massaging my lover's gently relaxed back. Out movie nights always ended the same, with me taking him like princess to our bed.

"Pete, kitten, don't kiss my neck if you can't handle the consequences," I murmured, feeling his tongue skillfully move through reddened, sensitive skin. I hissed when those sharp teeth joined the fun, leaving marks on my neck.

I slumped onto the bed, still holding Pete snuggled into my arms, who settled more comfortably on my lap and began to sniff the road from my neck to jaw. The last few days were filled with constant work for both of us, and tomorrow Macau was to arrive, so I knew that my kitten would want to focus on him for the first few days and our night will not be as playful as they could. I closed my eyes, feeling the naughty lips go from jawline to mouth, biting and sucking on the lower, longing lip. I groaned deafly, feeling my pants tighten faintly as the excitement began to spill over my body.

"Mmmmm, Pete, that's right," I whispered, slipping my hand into his slightly twisted hair.

Naughty hands began to lazily unfasten the buttons of my shirt until they were able to finally slide inside and touch the hot, thirsty skin. Fingers wandered around the body, brushing and pinching all those places through which I hissed and moaned loudly, and our lips danced with each other, allowing tongues to play dominate game.

I lifted my eyelids, looking with my thirsty pupils at Pete's open, sparkling eyes, which tempted me to show who really had power in our bed. I growled, grabbing his slightly stuck out buttocks and pushing them closer together until I could feel the tight fabric of my pants pressing against his hole.

"V... Ve-Vegas!" he shouted before I slipped my tongue deeper into his sweet mouth, taking complete control of what was happening.

I lifted him gently, just for a few seconds, to pull off his sweatpants and pushed my stiff jeans back into the place I wanted to go. I stuck thirsty fingers into Pete's now bare buttocks, massaging the hemispheres, stretching soft skin, and sticking them harder on my erection until all Pete could do was moan as his eyes went backwards, and the dick pushing against my stomach began to leak precum.

The temperature rose significantly in the room until I felt sweat start to run down my back, but I didn't care. I was focused on giving both of us pleasure, so when the zipper of my pants pressed against the pulsating hole, and a silent plea for fulfillment came out of Pete's mouth, I grabbed his penis, pumping quickly the entire length until the kitten held his breath, firmly coming on my stomach.

"Phiiiii!"

Sweat was flooding my eyes, but I quickly wiped it, resting my forehead against Pete's reddened face. I could see how hard he was trying to catch his breath, his body still trembling from the orgasm he had just reached, but his hand headed to my pants, pulling the zipper apart and taking out the stiff, throbbing dick out of jeans. I watched as Pete licked his trembling lips, brushing his thumb over my sensitive penis, and then slumped to the ground, sitting comfortably between my now spread knees.

"Kitten..." by the time I could finish the sentence, his mouth had already surrounded my masculinity, sucking on sensitive skin until all I could do was grab his head, not stopping it, but only helping to move up and down, when his tongue worked hard to please me. Minutes passed, and I felt like I was in a fever. The whole body pulsed, begging for fulfillment, and Pete increased his movements, just to quickly slow them down until I began to moan his name with difficulty.