Dirty Secrets (Book 1)

Ch.12 Dom

⚠️!!Smut Warning!!⚠️

Grian moaned as Dom grabbed his ass, hoisting him up so their hips were pressed together. Grian wrapped his legs around Dom's waist, willingly obeying every move he made; practically drunk off his tongue. His fingers tangled themselves into Dom's hair; his hat completely forgotten as it fell on to the floor.

Dom broke their kiss only to attach his lips to Grian's jaw, moving his mouth down across his neck. He sucked on Grian's collarbone, biting it hard enough to leave a mark. His hand crept its way under Grian's shirt, ghosting over his spine.

Grian reluctantly removed his hands from Dom's hair to pull off Sam's jacket, not trusting Dom to not rip the material off him. Once the jacket hit the floor, his hands flew back to his dark brown locks, pulling him up into a searing hot kiss. He could feel his shirt riding up his chest as Dom pulled him closer. Grian rolled his hips making Dom groan into the kiss. A smirk formed across his lips, but it was quickly wiped away by Dom's ever demanding mouth. Grian moved his hips again, though he made sure to go slower and add more pressure in choice places.

Dom finally had enough of Grian's teasing, he pushed off the door and began walking to Grian's bed. His hand gripped the back of Grian's shirt, though Grian was faster and pulled it off. When Grian's back hit the bed, he pulled at Dom's shirt. Dom stood on his knees and pulled off his shirt. Grian crawled back up the bed to rest against his pillows.

Grian smirked at Dom, he lifted a finger to beckon him closer. Dom licked his lips, kicking off his shoes before moving to hover over Grian. He growled as he gripped Grian's hips, pushing them flush against his and pulling him into another kiss. He rocked their hips together, creating much-needed friction. Though he was getting more and more frustrated that there was still more clothing between them. He popped off the button of Grian's jeans, quickly pulling down the zipper. He pulled down his pants along with his underwear. The not-so-subtle sound of a tear made Grian pull away.

"Dom," Grian hissed.

"It's fine," Dom immediately reconnected their lips; Grian rolled his eyes.

Dom frowned as he couldn't get Grian's pants off. He cursed as he realized he still had his sneakers on. He roughly pulled them off his feet, tossing them over his shoulder.

"Careful! I'd appreciate it if you didn't destroy my room."

Dom shrugged, "Collateral damage."

"Collateral damage? I have glass in this room, Dom. If you break something, I'm going to make you clean it up. Better yet, you'll have to replace whatever it was- Ohhh~" Dom dragged his tongue across Grian's tip, effectively shutting him up. Whatever argument Grian had was forgotten as his head fell back against his pillow, his mouth open as moans dripped out.

Dom sucked at his tip, his tongue lapping at the underside of Grian's dick, thoroughly enjoying the sounds Grian was making. He briefly considered deep throating him before another idea popped into his mind.

Grian groaned as Dom's mouth left him, a glared was shot in his direction. Dom blinked at him innocently, "Did Taurtis use his tongue on you?"

"What?"

"Did he eat you out?"

"No?" Grian didn't quite understand what he meant.

Dom didn't answer as he flashed him a smirk before sinking back down.

"What are you doing?" Grian's voice sounded a little nervous.

The only response he got was something wet and warm poking at his entrance. He gasped, his hand latching onto Dom's hair, "Dom?"