What Hides Inside: Bay City Paranormal Investigations, Book 2

want to stop, just say so. We don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with.”
Bo gasped through parted lips when Sam’s fingers traced up his shaft. “Oh…”
Nudging Bo backward, Sam lowered him onto the edge of the bed. He tugged the jeans the rest of the way off and tossed them aside, and Bo was naked, finally, bare and vulnerable to Sam’s gaze. Sam pushed Bo’s knees apart and knelt between his open legs. Bo’s cock twitched against his belly, thick and dark and already leaking, making Sam’s mouth water. Bending down, Sam brushed his lips across the head, tongue snaking out to taste.
“Oh!” Bo cried, hips jerking. “God, Sam…”
Dipping his head, Sam nuzzled Bo’s balls, breathing deep to savor the scent of Bo’s arousal. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to do this.” Sam stroked Bo’s thighs, loving the way the caramel-colored skin quivered at his touch. “How many times I’ve dreamed about sucking your cock.”
Bo whimpered and spread his legs farther apart. “Please. God, please.”
That was all the invitation Sam needed. He slid his lips over the tip of Bo’s prick and down, swallowing him to the root.
“Ah! Oh God.” Falling back onto the mattress, Bo thrust his hips up, shoving his cock down Sam’s throat in one swift, sharp motion. Not that Sam minded. He was perfectly happy to relax his muscles and let Bo fuck his mouth.
Before long Bo was writhing on the bed, legs flung wide and knees bent up, hands buried in Sam’s hair. His complete lack of inhibition came as a pleasant surprise to Sam, who’d expected to have his work cut out for him breaking through Bo’s reserve.
When he felt Bo’s shaft swell and pulse in his mouth, Sam pulled off with a pop. Raising his head, he grinned at Bo, who gaped at him in silent astonishment.
“D-don’t stop,” Bo gasped, trying to push Sam’s head back down. “So close, please.”
Sam pressed a soft kiss to the inside of Bo’s thigh. “Let me rim you.”
Bo’s eyelids fluttered, his cheeks going wonderfully pink. “Oh Christ.”
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
Rising to his feet, Sam moved up and gave Bo a long, lazy kiss, letting his lover come down a bit. When he felt some of the tension run out of Bo’s body, he pulled back and settled on the floor between Bo’s parted knees. He pushed Bo’s legs up and just stared for a minute, licking his lips. Bo’s hole clenched and relaxed as he watched, as if inviting him in. It was more than Sam could resist. He spread Bo open and flicked his tongue over the dusky pink skin.
“Fuck, you taste amazing,” Sam declared, taking another taste. “Gonna tongue-fuck you ’til you come.”
“Oh my God,” Bo moaned, fingers bunching the covers as Sam’s mouth closed over his hole. “Oh fuck, I’ve never… Oh… So good, Sam, yes…”
Sam bent happily to his task, spurred on by Bo’s increasingly loud moans and half-formed pleas for more. Humming his pleasure, Sam worked Bo’s hole relentlessly until the tight muscles began to relax. As soon as Bo was loose enough, Sam stabbed his tongue inside and wrapped a hand around Bo’s cock.
“Fuck!” Bo cried, pushing his ass against Sam’s face. “Oh God, Sam.”
That’s it, Sam thought, wriggling his tongue deeper as he fisted Bo’s cock. Come for me.
As if reading Sam’s mind, Bo came with a shout, his hole clenching around Sam’s probing tongue. The feel and smell of hot semen coating his hand nearly sent Sam over the edge. Not yet, he sternly ordered himself. He wanted to come with Bo’s cock buried inside him, watching the orgasm wash over Bo’s face.
Letting his tongue slip out of Bo’s hole, Sam wiped his hand on the sheet then crawled up and pulled Bo into his arms. Bo wound his body around Sam’s and kissed him, surprising him again. He’d had plenty of lovers who’d refused to kiss him after he’d rimmed them.
“Good Lord, that was amazing.” Bo smiled, raking his fingers through Sam’s hair. “That’s a hell of a talent you’ve got there, Sam.”
Laughing, Sam snuggled Bo closer. “I love doing that. Now that I’ve made you come by rimming you, I can die happy.”
“Oh, no. No dying, happy or otherwise. Not when we’re just starting to make this work.” Bo ran a hand down Sam’s side, over his hip, and around to trace the length of his crease. The feel of Bo’s fingertips on his most sensitive skin made Sam’s hole pulse. A low moan slipped from his lips.
“You’re so