“Fuck me,” Mick murmured. “I need you.”
“Soon.” He left Mick long enough to ditch his jeans and boxer shorts, then grabbed a rubber and the bottle of lube. He tossed the condom and bottle onto the bed. When Mick grinned, Evan trailed his fingers up Mick’s legs to the apex of his thighs. He tugged Mick’s zipper down.
“Naughty.” Mick hooked his fingers in his waistband and shoved, aiding Evan. Within seconds, Evan had Mick’s pants and underwear gone.
Evan crawled onto the bed and stretched out next to Mick. Being this free, this forward, pleased him. He needed Mick. His skin tingled and his synapses misfired. He slid his hands everywhere on Mick’s body. Damn, he should’ve done this years ago—been with Mick and been stronger back when they were in school. He would’ve been himself and happier. He propped himself up on his elbow and leaned down, kissing Mick.
Mick stroked both cocks in his hand, dick on dick.
“Fuck,” Evan said between kisses. The heat, hardness and perfection of Mick’s cock sliding along his own shattered his thoughts. His balls tingled again. He massaged Mick’s chest as he learned his lover.
“Yes.” Mick bucked against Evan. “Please?”
“Needy.” Evan broke free long enough to drench his fingers in lube. He massaged his slick digits between the globes of Mick’s ass. He caressed the tight pucker of Mick’s hole.
Mick ground into him. “Love it.” He hooked his leg around Evan’s hip, giving him better access, while continuing to stroke their cocks. He closed his eyes and a lazy smile curled on his lips. “Yes,” Mick murmured. “Fuck me, Evan. Prep me. God, I need you.”
He breached the tense ring of muscle with one finger. Evan moved in and out of Mick’s hole. Each push into Mick’s body opened him. He stretched his lover and relaxed. “Breathe with me.” He added more lube and kissed Mick.
Mick stroked faster, moving in time with Evan’s pushes. He grunted as Evan worked his finger two knuckles deep into his body.
Tension radiated within Mick. He opened his eyes and grasped. “Please?”
Evan added another finger and kept up the steady rhythm. He pumped his digits, opening Mick more. He needed to be sure he wouldn’t hurt his lover.
“Ready?” Mick grunted and relaxed. His smile returned. “God, I’m so ready.”
“Yeah?” He bit Mick’s bottom lip. “Sure?”
“Positive.” Mick arched. “Do it. Now.”
He withdrew his fingers, then wriggled free from Mick. Evan opened the condom wrapper and rolled the prophylactic down his shaft. He lubed his dick before he crawled between Mick’s knees. He folded Mick in half and stared into his eyes. The pleasure and desire spurred him on. He lined his erection up with Mick’s hole. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes.” Mick held on to his thighs. He parted his lips and his eyes flashed. “Now.”
Evan pushed into Mick’s body, slowly at first, until he sank to the hilt into him. “Breathe for me. Bear down.” He leaned over Mick. He’d never been this complete or thrilled in his life. With Mick, he was home. The tightness overwhelmed him. He worked into a steady rhythm once again, but at a slower pace.
Mick exhaled and relaxed. “Yes.”
Evan grasped Mick’s hips. He filled Mick, then withdrew most of the way. “Like that?”
“Love it.” Mick shivered beneath him. He let go of his knees and reached for Evan. “Yes.”
Evan moved his hips. He pushed to the hilt, then pulled back. In and out. He increased his pace as Mick relaxed. Perspiration glittered on Mick’s chest. He kissed Mick, tenderly at first, but growing in passion.
Heat and electricity built within him. He’d never be the same. He increased his pace again. The sound of skin slapping skin echoed in the room. A growl rumbled in his throat.
Mick writhed beneath him and stroked his cock. He tensed. “Evan.”
He buried his face against Mick’s neck. Tension built within him and coiled tight. He needed release. His movements turned jerky and his restraint frayed. “Oh, shit.”
“Come with me,” Mick said. “I’m so close.”
Mick’s confession was all Evan needed. He slammed into Mick. His cock throbbed. “Fuck.”
Mick shuddered beneath Evan and jerked. Cum shot across Mick’s belly. Evan’s restraint finally snapped. He growled as he came. He added three more thrusts, then stilled. He panted. Fucking hell. He couldn’t think straight and the world seemed to spin around him. He rested his forehead against Mick’s and gathered his breath.
Silence filled the air between them, not that words were needed. Evan braced himself on his forearms and knees. He puffed to gather his breath until he could get his heart rate back into a normal range.
“Ev?”
“Yeah?” He couldn’t move and hoped he wasn’t smashing Mick.
“We crossed a line,” Mick said.
“I know.” He didn’t care.
“You don’t mind? You’re not worried?”
“Not a bit.” He kissed Mick. “I followed my heart and have no regrets.” He was where he wanted to be and at peace. No looking back.
Chapter Five
Mick stared at the ceiling. He’d never slept with a client. Never. Getting attached to them was off-limits. He’d broken his own rule, but still. God damn it. Evan wasn’t even out yet.
Maybe he was a glutton for punishment, but he knew better. He was drawn to Evan. He preferred the rougher type of man—the man who worked outside with his hands and wasn’t afraid of sweat. He craved Evan. Yes, he liked being in a couple and was happier with Evan.
But this relationship couldn’t work. They’d go their separate ways when everything settled down.
“Mick?”
“Yeah?” He rolled onto his side. “What’s wrong?”
“Did my grandmother have a cat?” Evan asked. “Like a fluffy black and white one?”
“Yeah. She named him Kitty. Why?” He peeked down at the foot of the bed. Kitty stared at him and licked his chops. “That would be Kitty. He comes and goes, but he loves being in the house. I forgot to mention him. He’s probably hungry. The kids feed the barn cats and he tends to eat with them, but Martha had special extra food for him.”
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