“Nemov?” Taylor asked.
“Long gone by the time they got there.”
“We knew that would happen.”
“True.” Will went to the adjoining room and lookedin at their prisoner. “She’s still out for the count,” he toldTaylor, leaving the door open a crack. “I didn’t know women couldsnore that loud.”
Will’s mother had passed away when he was six. He’dgrown up in an all-male household, which, in Taylor’s opinion, wasone reason Will retained such chivalrous ideas about women.
Taylor tugged his remaining boot off and let himselffall back on the Indian-patterned bedspread with a groan.
It was going to be a scorcher of a day. The noonbreeze was desert dry and scented with the burgers frying in thecoffee shop next door to the motel.
“I don’t think I could move if my life depended onit,” he muttered as the mattress sank beneath Will’s weight.
He managed not to jerk as Will’s hand rested on hisbrow. Will slowly stroked the hair back from his forehead. Taylorkept his eyes closed. That uncharacteristically open tendernessmade his heart ache.
“You get some sleep.” Will’s voice was low. “We’vegot a couple of hours before we need to leave for the airport. I’llcall Cooper when I’m sure he’s left for lunch.”
Taylor snorted; it was more of a tired sniff. Hiseyelashes felt too heavy to lift, and he didn’t want to see whatwas in Will’s face anyway. Regret? Apology? Good-bye? Sometimes hewas so angry with Will it was all he could do to control himself.How could Will do this to them?
Other times he was just…sad.
Will’s warm lips nuzzled his temple. Taylor’s eyesflew open. Will’s eyes crinkled at the corners.
“Save me a place in those dreams.”
Taylor summoned a weary grin. “Front row. Always.”He let his lids fall shut, closing out Will’s smile.
* * * * *
He must have slept deeply, because when Willstretched beside him, Taylor had no idea how long he’d been out. Itcould have been five minutes or five hours. The curtains wereclosed against the harsh daylight, thin plaid fabric rustling inthe occasional gusts of hot wind.
“Time?” he mumbled.
“We’re good. We’re flying out of Ruidoso at five.We’ll have to take the back way because of flood damage, but we’vegot time for a little siesta.”
Taylor yawned. Rubbed his eyes. “I thought thatwas the back way?” He let himself be tugged over to Will,although it was really too hot for cuddling. Too hot for anything —except maybe a cold shower.
Cold showers seemed to be the last thing on Will’smind. They embraced, and Taylor buried his head in the strong curveof Will’s shoulder.
“You’re beautiful.” Will’s voice was rough, uneven.“You know that?”
Face hidden against Will, Taylor shook his head.
“Yeah, you do. And yeah, you are.”
Taylor pulled himself together. He nipped the fleshypart of Will’s shoulder and drew back. “You’re not so badyourself.”
Will’s blue eyes were solemn. He’d showered andshaved. Taylor didn’t remember that, so he must really have beenout.
Will continued to study Taylor like he was trying tomemorize his face. “I love you.”
Taylor moved his head in assent. His mouth tingledas Will traced his lower lip with the pad of his thumb. He lightlybit the finger.
“You think Patty Hearst is liable to wake up?”
Will shook his head, his gaze sharpening.
“In that case…let’s save the siesta for theplane.”
Will groaned soft accord, moving to undo the buttonsof Taylor’s shirt. He laid the khaki cotton wide and bent his head,his lips warm on Taylor’s already flushed skin.
Taylor’s breath caught as Will’s mouth trailed,tasting, kissing from his collarbone to his chest. The combinationof soft lips and sharp teeth was maddening in the best possibleway. He ran his fingers through the damp, dark silk of Will’s hair,raised his head to kiss Will’s ear, which was all he could reach.He groaned and dropped back as Will’s mouth closed around one ofhis nipples. Excitement and pleasure arrowed straight to his groin.He gasped, arched up, pushing the hard, sensitive nub of flesh intoWill’s mouth.
“I like that.”
“I know you do.” Will was smiling indulgently. Hedidn’t find having his breasts touched nearly as arousing as Taylordid. In fact, Taylor suspected it made Will a little uncomfortable,but he seemed happy to oblige this kink of Taylor’s. He nibbled andlicked his way to Taylor’s other nipple and then sucked hard.
“God. Will.”
Will bit him gently.
Taylor whimpered. He was already erect and aching,his cock bobbing over his flat belly.
“I know, sweetheart.” Will gave Taylor’s taut nipplea final wet lick. He lifted up, straddled Taylor, trapping his cockbetween Will’s buttocks. Will clenched his muscles around the shaftwhile leaning forward to claim Taylor’s mouth again.
“Nice…large muscle control,” Taylor gulped out whenhe could breathe again.
“Wait’ll you see my fine muscle control.”
Taylor shivered and then laughed. He slipped hishand down between the hot, moist press of their bodies and began tostroke his belly, slowly, deliberately stimulating himself fortheir mutual enjoyment. Will teased him about being anexhibitionist, but Will definitely liked to watch. And Taylor likedto be watched by Will.
Will’s eyes were so dark they looked black as Taylorstretched his spine, arching. His own gaze lingered on Will’s lean,tanned, muscular body. Will’s cock thrust up out of the black,silky thatch of his pubic hair.
Reaching out, Taylor feathered his fingers downWill’s cock, stroking the thick, hot shaft. He could feel the pulseof blood throbbing beneath the satiny skin. You wouldn’t think itcould possibly feel good to have something that big and stiff shoveinto your ass, but it did. It was the best feeling on earth.
“What do you want?” Will whispered, as thoughreading his mind. “Want me to fuck you?”
Taylor nodded urgently.
“I love it when you say it.”
“Please, Will. God. Please fuck me. I needit.” Taylor had no inhibitions about asking for what he wanted. Hehad few inhibitions, period. Not being afraid to face what he likedgave him control, even power in this delicately balancedrelationship of theirs.
He could see the effect of those words on Will, seeWill’s expression transform into a revealing composite of desireand vulnerability. “Oh yeah —” Will’s face fell. “Oh hell.Hold on!”
He was off the bed and heading for the bathroom.
“Was it something I said?”
Will’s strangled
