“Amazing,” Liam breathed.“I won’t last.”
That low, self-possessed chuckle almost made Liam spend, and his fingers in Josh’s hair trembled as he knotted them, tugged backward.
Josh gazed up at him like he was something, like he was important, and said, “I’m open to suggestions.”
“Stand,” Liam said gruffly.“Let me help you off with your clothes.Let me lay you back, put pillows down….”Make love to you like you’re precious.Keep you safe and never, ever hurt you.
Impossible, he knew.Even lovers who had nothing to lose inflicted tiny darts.Alec Lawson had been a horrible snob.Without knowing it, he’d insulted Liam’s family, his mother working two jobs, his siblings—some straight and narrow and some struggling to find their way—and his father, his poor drunken, devoted, bungling, stout-hearted father, at least three times a day.Liam had put up with it because he’d been younger, and Alec was his superior, and the relationship hadn’t been equal in any sense of the word.
But it had given Liam a sense of what he wanted to donow, which was to keep his tiny darts to himself, to use words and actions to build and not break down.
To touch this fine body, laid out before him, with his soul in his fingertips, his heart in every brush of flesh.
But not with silence.
“Settled?”he asked, after he’d fidgeted with pillows and Josh was splayed out before him, pale and gazing up with dancing eyes.
“Like fine china,” Josh replied.“Are you going to touch me soon, or is this an excuse for another nap?”
Liam gave him a flat look.“I would like this experience to be repeatable, thank you.If you’re thinking ‘Oh God, make him stop moving because I hurt,’ then I have failed at my job.”
Josh’s burble of laughter was almost like a stroke upon his skin.
“I’ll tell you before it gets that bad,” he said.“Now kiss me and fuck me and let me enjoy my decisions.”
“Aye, Captain,” Liam murmured and took Josh’s mouth again, and this time there was nothing to stop them.
Every kiss was fire, and the next soothed the burn but stoked up the heat.In a moment Liam was completely consumed, his finesse and good intentions gone as his breath ratcheted up.His urgency drove him against Josh’s body, needing the headiness of skin on skin.
Josh arched his back, wrapped his legs around Liam’s hips, and bucked, and Liam trembled with need.His hands suddenly shaking, he reached for the lubricant in the end table and fumbled for it, bringing it between their bodies so he could stroke Josh’s entrance with it and stretch with a gentle finger.
Josh made a sound then from deep inside that spoke of hard want, and Liam thrust two fingers in, not so delicately, and Josh’s next sound was pure need.
“Please,” he whispered.“Please… I’m so ready.”
More stretching, though, and then Liam was there, at the gates of heaven, and careful of Josh’s expression, of his noises, of the urgency of his heels thrusting against Liam’s ass and the vulnerable line of his throat as he gave Liam everything he’d ever needed, Liam thrust.
Gah!So tight!And Josh kept begging for more, for deeper, all the way, please—
“Ah!”
For a moment they were locked together, as close as humans could physically be, and a droplet of sweat plopped from Liam’s forehead to Josh’s shoulder as Liam trembled, his weight on his elbows as he gazed at Josh for permission.
“Go,” Josh begged.“Please.Don’t stop now.”
He started slowly, and Josh’s breathy moans drove him on, faster, faster, harder.Oh God, he should be mindful of the shoulder, of Josh’s inexperience, but as he tried to slow down Josh cried out, his body trembling, agonizingly close to climax, and Liam had no choice.
He drove himself inside with all his force, his want, his need, and Josh’s orgasm announced itself in aroarof completion that tipped Liam over.He buried his face into the hollow of Josh’s neck and shoulder and groaned, the sound coming from deep within as he poured himself, body and soul, into the one man in the world he’d searched the world for.
His breathing was still coming in harsh gasps when Josh let a little pain sound out, and Liam pushed up off him.
“Do you want I should—”
“Move and I’ll kill you,” Josh mumbled, flushed and happy.“Now kiss me and tell me I’m pretty and tell me that was as wonderful for you as it was for me.”
Liam chuckled, and from the dreamy expression that crossed over Josh’s delicate features, he could tell Josh felt that right where they were joined.
“I hope you’re ready to be saddled with me for life, boy-o,” Liam murmured.“After that, I don’t think I could leave your side again.”
