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“We don’t have time for this. You know that, right?” he murmured it against my lips while he stripped my shirt off, and I nodded.
“I know.”
“Better make it fast, then.”
I didn’t want to make it fast. I wanted to take my time, to take him apart. I wanted to make him cry and beg beneath me. But…
I had a lifetime to do that, didn’t I? If I had him, then I had forever.
Finally.
The thought still seemed impossible, even as I rifled through his cabinet until I found a bottle of lube. When I reached for the condoms, he grabbed my wrist, still clinging to me with his legs wrapped around my waist.
“Do we need those?”
I knew what he was asking — had I been with anyone else? Had I been tested?
“I haven’t been with anyone in… a while. I’ve been through medical since."
“I go through medical after every job, just in case.” Clay took the box from my hand and threw it into the trash. “I just want to feel you.”
The growl that tore from my chest was completely animalistic, completely full of my need to give him exactly what he asked for. Greedy fingers tore at his clothing. It took me a moment to realize the ripping sound I heard was from Clay giving just as good as he got, until we were both nude and I picked him up again. I took him into the shower and slapped against the handle, taking the brunt of the cold water before it warmed up. I could barely feel it against my skin — all I could feel was Clay sucking my neck, his legs tightening around my waist like he could get me closer. All I could feel was the warmth of his body and the tight heat of his ass when I slicked my fingers with lube and slid them between his cheeks.
He gasped and rocked back against me, pulling his mouth from my neck long enough to press his lips to mine. He kissed me while I slid a finger inside him, and he didn’t let me take it slow. Clay leaned back, rocked into the sensation of it. He sucked on my tongue and let his nails dig against my shoulders while he tried to force me to go faster.
I only just managed to pull my mouth from his, but I couldn’t resist going back and licking the water from his neck.
“Let me —”
“Fuck me.” He murmured the words over my attempted demand and rocked his body back again. When I added another finger to the first, he moaned against my jaw when he twisted his head. “Fuck, I’ve been wanting to feel you inside me since the moment I saw you. It feels like I’ve been waiting for this forever.”
I felt the same.
As much as I would have liked to finger him until the hot water ran out, then lay him down on a bed and take him apart one piece at a time, I knew that we didn’t have the time. Instead, I moved one hand to slick my cock with lube and used the other to shift his position. He hissed when I pressed his back against the cool tile, and then cried out when I slid him down to press against his worked entrance.
“Fuck… Jayce,” he whimpered my name, and then looked up at me through curls turned ringlets in the water. “Please?”
Oh, he knew what he was doing — he knew exactly what he was doing when he looked at me like that, when he said that word so breathy and needy.
I was going to give him exactly what he asked for. I thrust up in a smooth motion and he gasped, his hands scrambling for purchase and clawing my back. It wasn’t enough — now that I was inside him, finally feeling the heat and tightness of him clenching around me, it wasn’t enough. I wanted every inch of him — I wanted to stay here forever.
I wanted to keep him forever.
I fucked up into him instead, and he used his arms on my shoulders to ride me while the hot water beat down against us both. I knew the liquid running off our bodies was mixed with sweat and blood — I knew we were in danger every second we stayed in his apartment, but I didn’t care.
All I cared about was fucking deeper, until he gasped out and his body clenched around me. All I cared about was his hazel eyes going glassy and his pupils blowing wide when he looked up at me.
All I cared about was the way his head fell back against the shower wall so I could taste his pulse beneath my tongue when I licked along the column of his throat.
I fucked him hard and fast, just like he asked. Just like our entire relationship had been — hard, fast, impossible to avoid, inevitable…
We’d always been meant to be this, and the tight clench of his ass around my cock was going to drive me to the edge of insanity before I could say as much if I didn’t do it in that moment.
“Fuck, you’re mine, Clay. You’ve always been mine.” I gasped the words out, the best confession I could give while his fingers dug bruises into my skin and he rocked his body down against mine. I could feel his cock, hard against my stomach where he thrust — I dumped the rest of the lube between us, giving him the slick friction he needed. He gasped low in his throat and clung to me harder, his hips working, his breath coming in hitching gasps.
Suddenly, it was too much.
Suddenly, it wasn’t enough.
