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The first I’ve ever had. The first I’ve wanted. If I’m lucky, it will be the last.
Alexander opens his hotel room door with a wide smile, but I notice the concern on his brow, too. He’s not feeling as light as me, but I can try to get him there.
“Hi, big guy,” I say.
“Oh God, you too?” He laughs and his shoulders drop some of the tension he’s holding. “Get in here.”
“Good game in LA,” I tell him, dropping my bag in the corner of the room.
“You watched?”
“Of course, I did. You’re playing a lot like a fourth forward,” I say, my words met with surprise as he realizes all I’ve learned about his chosen sport. My eyes drag over him, looking for new cuts and bruises. Seems he can’t play a game without tallying a new one. Underneath all that, I see a body nearly shaking with the same anticipation that’s been building in me since I read his text this morning. “Get undressed, Alexander, and I’ll let you work that adrenaline off on me.”
“You’ll let me, will you?” He steps up to me as he grabs his tee at the bottom of his thick neck and pulls it up and over his head. His muscles pull and stretch over his body in the most mouthwatering way.
“Only because you’re so goddamned good looking.”
“You flatter me, March. It’s also incredibly hot that you learned hockey for me.” His strong hand finds my nape and pulls me closer. “Kiss me, Damian. I’ve missed that fucking mouth of yours.”
I oblige, meeting him in the small space that exists between us. He’s warm and tastes like I remember, like lust and something sweet. He nips my lower lip, stalling the kiss as he pulls it a small amount. With Willa, we always take more care, we’re not as… feral. Digging a hand into the waistband above his ass, I find him bare underneath. Of course, he is. Gripping one cheek hard, I get the reaction I wanted when his chest rumbles with needy approval.
“Are you going to let me take this ass tonight?”
“No,” he says. “And I’m not taking yours. When that day comes, we’ll share it with Willa.”
Alexander doesn’t want to deprive her, and I love him for it. For so many things. Like being twenty-three and taking on the responsibility of raising his kid sister. Or how dedicated he is to his career, to his health and body. I’ve loved him for some time, I realize that now. Telling him during a sexual encounter might not be the best timing, but I don’t care anymore.
“I love you,” I tell him, looking into his dark eyes and cupping his cheek in my palm.
“I know, Damian. I’ve known. I love you, too.”
“Yeah, you let that slip earlier.”
“It wasn’t a slip,” he says. “Pull that cock out now, I’m ready to make you come.”
“Have I ever told you how much I like your filthy mouth?”
“No, but you can make it filthier if you lose those pants,” he says, and I swallow down my grin.
“Kiss me again first.”
We’re all mouths and hands as we peel the rest of our clothes off each other. Once they are discarded to the floor around us, we take a similar position to the one in Seattle some months back. That first night in his hotel room when the possibility of us felt more real than it ever had. Face to face, cock to cock. He licks his hand, then drops some saliva to our tips that bounce against each other.
“I want your eyes on me, Damian,” he says, his hand wrapping around us both as he starts pumping at a slow, easy pace. “When you come all over my cock, I want to see your face.”
“You’ll come first.”
“Fucking make me.”
My pleasure, I think. Though there is little I need to do since he’s handling all the work. I let him, instead focusing on running my fingers along his defined abs, down the vee than runs above his hips. The closer my hands get to where he’s working us both into a frenzy, the more blood rushes to his chest.
He’s closer than he wants to let on. Alexander can’t hide how his body reacts to me, or to Willa. I’ve watched him enough to know. I’m not ready for this to end just yet though. I step back, taking my dick in my own hand but keeping my eyes on him.
“Don’t make it easy for me, Fane.” Alexander narrows his eyes at my taunt. I send him a sly smile, then drop to my knees before him.
“Open that mouth then, smartass.”
I do, taking him down as far as he needs all while keeping my eyes upturned to his glazed ones. Alexander likes a mouth on him, I’d go as far as saying he likes it as much or more than sinking into a pussy or ass. The rush is different, so I understand it, even if I don’t quite agree. Then again, maybe it’s only my and Willa’s mouths.
