“Damn, you feel good. I’m addicted to you, Landon,” Robert said as he forced himself to stop moving and stared down into those heavily hooded eyes the color of night. Damn. Landon’s lips twitched in a small smirk.
“Then we’re both addicts. Finish me…” He thrust his hips into Landon faster and harder, every time those sexy sounds escaped his lips. Every nerve in Robert’s body ignited as his thighs quivered from the exertion of holding his orgasm at bay.
Robert moved in and out of Landon, held spellbound and so desperately close to the edge. He couldn’t look away, didn’t want to look away. With every thrust, every roll of his hips, he was lost, letting the desire swirling in the depths of his gaze hypnotize him, saturate him. Landon’s lips parted on heavy pants.
“Oh, God… God, don’t stop. So good. Gonna come.”
Robert dropped his chest to Landon’s and thrust harder, determined to make Landon his—to watch his name form on those lips as he came deep in Landon’s ass.
He rolled his hips into Landon’s quivering body, making his thrust slower and more deliberate. He wasn’t finished with Landon. He wanted to hear him lose his mind. Robert pushed up on his forearms to allow himself better control.
He lifted his chest and bent his head to mouth Landon’s nipple, licking across the hard tip. He flattened his tongue and dragged it over Landon’s collarbone and up his neck before taking his mouth in a brutal kiss, all while driving in and out of Landon’s tight ass. Landon clung to him, his strong arms holding him tightly. He fed on Landon’s kiss, stroking his lover with a firm fist, working his cock as their bodies connected. Robert soared closer to bliss. The hard body beneath him urging him further and further away from his control.
“You’re squeezing me so good…can’t hol… Lanndon…” His voice cracked on his lover’s name as he shoved his hips forward and filled the condom deep in Landon’s clenching ass. His orgasm went on forever as he curled Landon into him, grinding against his lover. His cock twitched one last time, and he gasped from the pleasure. He couldn’t take his eyes off Landon’s face, not wanting to miss when Landon followed him over the sharp edge of completion. His lover was close. Landon’s eyes locked onto his, and he watched, helpless to move, as Landon came apart beneath him. Landon’s dick jerked in his palm and hot come hit his stomach.
He lowered himself, careful to keep his cock deep inside his man and kissed Landon just to sample his sweet lips as he tried to catch his breath. Landon’s heartbeat mirrored the rat-ta-tat of his own excitement.
“My legs are jelly.” He chuckled against Landon’s ear. Happiness and contentment surged through him as Landon’s lips found his once again.
“You’re hot as sin,” Landon gasped breathlessly as Robert rolled to his back next to him. He was still riding on the afterglow of his orgasm and could barely move. His body was heavy with satisfaction. They had slept till noon only because they hadn’t gone to bed before seven this morning. Landon could stay right there and drift back to sleep in total bliss. He lazily watched Robert bound from the bed. Like he’d done several times over the last few days, Landon wondered how the man had such an endless abundance of energy. Maybe it was those damned vegetables. He might have to add more of them to his diet if he planned to keep up with the guy. And as the days had passed, Landon found he seriously wanted to keep up with the energetic Robert Adams. He planned to do that very thing after a fifteen-minute catnap.
“Stay out of my shower or we’ll be late,” Robert teased him. He knew damn well Landon liked to follow wherever he led, especially the shower.
They’d spent a lot of time in Robert’s shower. Landon curled on his side and pulled the covers over his chest. He’d just been fucked into a coma, and there he was thinking about Robert all soapy and wet.
“Late for what?” he asked, trying to divert his attention from imagining Robert’s mouth on him. Dropping his arms over his eyes, he let out a long breath. Man, he could use some sleep. He wished Robert would just come back to bed and cuddle up next to him.
“The concert,” Robert called out.
His eyes remained closed as his breathing slowed. He tried to remember anything at all about a concert. With the funky haze in his brain, it took longer to process that Robert hadn’t shut the bathroom door. Landon considered that a blatant invitation.
He heard the shower door click into place, and his dick plumped as if it had been called to duty. The need to feel Robert’s lips wrapped around him, forced him to roll from the bed. His cock was already filling. Robert would suck him off then wash him from head to toe while Landon reveled in the glory of back to back orgasms.
He’d found his perfect lover. When he and Robert were together, the world slipped away, and they became one. Nothing but Robert mattered, and at times, he couldn’t get close enough to him. Being with Robert renewed him while chasing away his anxiety and calming his mind in ways he hadn’t known were possible.
Landon stumbled as he made a beeline to the bathroom. He stepped through the open door to see Robert’s naked body through the glass, standing under the hot, steaming spray. He stared at Landon
