Page 22 of His to Keep

Liam could feel Colt's praise vibrating through him, igniting a warmth that spread from his chest down to the throbbing erection straining against his pants.

"Such a desperate little thing you are, aren't you?" Colt said, but his voice was warm and full of desire. "Wanting to take my cock like this."

It was true, and Liam knew it. As filthy as the situation was – on his knees in a dark alley, sucking off a mafia enforcer – he couldn't deny how secure he felt with Colt's strong hand gripping his hair and the weight of Colt's body sturdy in front of him, Colt's thick cock sliding in and out of his mouth.

"Tell me, Doc," Colt smirked, looking down at him with dark pupils. "Did your ex ever use your mouth like this? Did he know what a talented cocksucker you are?"

Bringing up James in a situation like this should have felt like a slap to the face. But… strangely, it didn't.

Liam felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment — and something akin to recognition. He pulled back just enough to answer, his confession barely a whisper. "No... our sex life was... lukewarm."

Colt's eyes darkened, his grip on Liam's hair tightening — not painful, just holding him tight. "Someone like you deserves more thanlukewarm." With that, Colt thrust his cock back into Liam's eager mouth, holding his head securely between his strong, scarred hands.

"Take it all, Liam," Colt growled, his voice dripping with need. "Show me how much you want this."

Liam's eyes fluttered shut as he surrendered completely to Colt's dominance, giving himself over to the raw passion that consumed them both.

He didn't know how long he stayed like that, eagerly working Colt's cock. Liam's mind swam with feverish lust — until the taste of pre-come pulled him back to reality.

He reluctantly pulled back, catching his breath as he looked up at Colt. "Wait," Liam rasped, his voice rough. "I don't want you to come like this…"

"Yeah? What do you want?"

"You know what I want."

In his life of work, Liam had access to all the post-exposure prophylaxis and possible prescriptions he could need. He was prepared. This was a dumb idea — but it wasn't a life-changing one.

Colt's dark eyes glinted with arousal, clearly enjoying the desperation in Liam's voice. With a wicked grin, he stepped back and reached down to help Liam to his feet. Then, without warning, Colt picked him up and pressed him chest-first against the wall, pinning him in place.

Liam gasped, feeling both delicate and utterly desired as he found himself trapped between the cold brick wall and Colt's strong, muscular body. His chest heaved with each shallow breath, his heart pounding in anticipation for what was to come.

"Is that still what you want?" Colt murmured, his warm breath ghosting over Liam's ear. He wrapped one hand around Liam's hip, groping his still-clothed erection and making him moan helplessly.

"Y-yes," Liam managed to stammer out, his thoughts consumed by the overwhelming sensations coursing through his body.

"Good," Colt whispered, lowering his lips to Liam's neck and placing a tender kiss there before nipping at the tender skin. "Because you deserve it, and more."

Liam felt a shiver run down his spine, both from the sensation of Colt's teeth on his skin and the praise lacing his words. He closed his eyes, allowing himself to fully embrace the moment and let go of any lingering doubts or guilt.

"It's dark enough that no-one passing by on the street will see us," Colt murmured in Liam's ear, his breath hot and tantalizing. "But hearing us is a different matter."

A wicked grin played on Colt's face as he continued, "Don't worry; I'll keep you quiet."

Colt's hand covered Liam's mouth, his fingers warm and firm against Liam's lips. Liam moaned, arching up against Colt.

Colt used his other hand to tug down Liam's pants, baring him. His free hand caressed the curve of Liam's ass, drinking in the sensations of his skin. "Fuck, Doc…"

When his fingers slipped down to tease Liam's hole, Liam let himself groan as much as he needed to.

Colt had him, after all.

He briefly scrabbled in a pocket, and then tugged out what he'd been looking for.

"Shit," Colt laughed, low and raspy, as he took the lube. "You really came prepared, huh?"

Liam nudged Colt's hand away from his mouth. "That's me," he panted. "Always ready for an emergency."

"Good man," Colt grinned. He nuzzled the back of Liam's neck, the sweetness of the gesture undercut by the sharp nip of his teeth.

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