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But it felt real.

Liam knew he couldn't last much longer, and it seemed that Colt sensed this too. With a growl, Colt reached around Liam's trembling body, gripping his leaking erection firmly and stroking him in time with his increasingly rough thrusts. Liam bit down hard on his lip, trying to stifle the moans that threatened to spill from his lips as his climax neared.

Finally, the sensation of Colt's hand working him over combined with the relentless pounding sent Liam hurtling over the edge. His orgasm was earth-shattering, ripping through him like a tidal wave as he painted the brick wall in front of him with his release. His entire body trembled violently, pulsing hard, the sounds of his pleasure too loud to be muffled.

"Jesus Christ," Colt cursed, his voice strained as Liam clenched around his cock. "Your greedy little hole just won't let go, will it? Milking me for all I'm worth."

Liam could only gasp in response, his mind a haze of ecstasy and lust as Colt continued to drive into him, chasing his own release with a single-minded determination that left Liam feeling completely and utterly claimed.

Dizzy from his own orgasm, he couldn't help but marvel at the wild power that emanated from Colt as he took what he wanted without reservation. With each slam of Colt's muscular hips against his ass, Liam was left whimpering and begging for more, desperate to give in completely to the man that held him so possessively.

"Fuck, Liam," Colt growled between gritted teeth, sweat glistening on his brow. "You're going to be the death of me."

Liam could feel the tension in Colt's body building, a clear sign that his release was imminent. He relished every flex of Colt's muscles, every subtle hitch of breath, and every bead of sweat running down the enforcer's face. As Colt continued to hold him firmly against the wall, Liam knew that this was both risky and stupid – but he didn't care. He was riding a high unlike anything he had ever experienced before.

With one final, powerful thrust, Colt buried himself deep inside Liam and came with a guttural groan. The sensation of hot, thick come flooding into him sent shivers down Liam's spine, making his spent cock twitch in response.

Full. Primal.

Wanted.

They stayed like that for a moment, panting and clinging onto each other, sharing the aftershocks.

Slowly, Colt pulled back, allowing Liam to breathe more easily. Liam groaned as Colt slipped out of him. His head spun, and hisbody throbbed with a mixture of pleasure and exhaustion. Colt smirked down at him, dark eyes full of lustful satisfaction.

"Look at you, all out of it," Colt teased. "Did I fuck your brains out, pretty boy?"

Liam managed a weak grin, despite the way his heart raced in his chest. "So what if you did?" he retorted, letting his eyes fall shut as he tried to pull himself together. The ache in his body refused to fade, but it wasn't an entirely unwelcome sensation.

As Liam struggled to regain his composure, he felt Colt's strong hands gently pulling up his pants, fastening his belt securely around his waist. It was a tender gesture that left Liam feeling strangely touched – Colt could fuck him like a wild animal, and yet still care for him with the gentle touch of a partner.

It stirred something deep within Liam, leaving his emotions tangled and confusing, even as his body hummed with satisfaction.

Colt's hand slid over Liam's ass, groping him through the fabric of his pants. The sensation of Colt's come still inside him made Liam shudder involuntarily.

Colt smirked, raising an eyebrow as he asked, "So, are you finally happy with your reward?"

Liam glowered at Colt's arrogance, but couldn't deny it. Breathlessly, he nodded. "Yes, I can confirm that the Thorne family pays their debts." He pushed up his glasses, trying to recover his dignity. "Five stars."

A moment of silence hung heavily between them, the tension palpable. "Then we're settled," Colt said, his voice strained. "Unless you want anything more from me?"

Oh. Reality came crashing back, the safety of their shadowy space slipping away.

What else could Liam want from Colt? Colt was a Thorne family man, causing chaos in the city, and Liam was a doctor, patching up their victims.

It wasn't like this thing between then had meant anything. It had no future — it had just been a frantic alleyway fuck. Colt wasn't the sort of man for Liam to take home to his parents, to move in with, to curl up on the couch after work and watch movies with.

He hadn't thought this far. All he'd wanted was Colt.

Well, now he'd had him.

They were done. And from the look on Colt's face, he was just waiting for Liam to realize it.

Something in Liam's heart ached.

But where had his heart got him before? He had a record of picking men who were wrong for him.

"Nope," Liam murmured, turning. "We're good."

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