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Abe met my gaze and smiled wickedly. “Guess we’ll find out.” He walked over to the bed and trailed his fingers from my knee to midthigh. Heat flared inside me as if he’d struck an invisible match. It was too much and not enough at the same time.
I wanted more, so I spread my legs for him. “Higher and to the left.”
Abe tsked and shook his head. “Already trying to take control. Who’s in charge?”
I chuckled. “You just want me to lie here and not participate?”
Abe quirked a brow. “Shut off your brain and give yourself to me.” I took a deep breath and nodded. Abe trailed his fingers higher to the juncture of my pelvis and leg but kept his wicked digits from where I wanted them most. He was mere inches away, and I was desperate to feel his touch, but I kept my mouth shut. “I see the struggle in those sexy eyes of yours, but at least one part of you is very excited to participate.”
I tore my gaze from Abe’s face and looked down the length of my body. My dick was flushed with arousal and leaking onto my stomach. I took another breath, forced my mind away from what I thought I wanted or needed and refocused on how my stomach muscles flexed, my pucker quivered, and my dick pulsed. “More than one part of me is eager to participate.”
Abe trailed his finger through my precum pooling on my belly. “You want me bad.” He raised his hand and licked my essence away. “Mmmmm. I can taste your desperation.”
He climbed onto the bed and straddled my hips. His faded jeans were soft against my bare flesh and precum beaded on the head of his cock. I wanted to collect the pearl with my tongue, but I wasn’t in charge. Abe gripped my forearms, pinned my bound hands above me, then lowered his head and captured my mouth. It wasn’t a kiss; Abe was staking his claim. I opened eagerly and tasted desperation on his tongue, which only amped up my neediness. He kissed me until I was a panting, whining mass of quaking muscles. Abe sat up and stroked his hands down my arms and over my pits, stopping at the outer curve of my pecs. I stretched beneath him like a cat, desperate for more but unwilling to beg for it.
“You remind me of a panther,” Abe said huskily as he trailed his fingers over my collarbones. “Lean and majestic.” Abe bit his bottom lip as he ghosted his fingers over my nipples and down my torso. My body bowed off the bed as if tugged by an invisible string. Maybe Abe was a magician because his touch felt enchanted. “I feel your strength vibrating beneath your muscles, Lio.” He leaned forward and pressed his mouth to my ear. “And I can’t wait to feel your energy surging beneath me once I’m inside you.”
“Yeah?” I asked breathlessly. “When do you think that might happen?”
Abe had just placed his lips against my neck, so his dark chuckle sent a tingle down to my feet, and I curled my toes so tightly they cramped. Instead of answering me with words, Abe replied by trailing kisses along the same path his hands had just taken, but he paused to nuzzle against my pits and suck my nipples until I cried out and cursed.
He continued his downward path, discovering every spot that drove me wild. I clenched my fists tight enough to make my fingers numb, then forced myself to relax, flexing my fingers until sensation returned. I concentrated on the velvety softness of Abe’s flannel shirt and faded denim brushing against me and the sticky dew of his precum on my bare skin. Lying naked beneath someone who was mostly clothed made me feel vulnerable and exposed, two emotions I resisted feeling at all costs. I wouldn’t say I hated it, but it pushed me outside my comfort zone. I veered off at times only for Abe to yank me back to the present when he licked, sucked, or nibbled on my flesh. It felt like hours had passed before he dipped his tongue into my belly button and lapped up the rest of my precum, and I gasped when his stubble brushed over my straining cock.
“Abe,” I moaned.
He chuckled and replied, “Not yet.”
I would’ve protested, but he flattened his tongue at the base of my cock and licked a path up to its leaking head. He locked his gaze with mine as he swirled his tongue around the crown and sucked me to the back of his throat. It was provocative, indecent, and oh-so-fucking delicious. Abe repeated the licking and sucking until fireworks exploded in my brain. Then he moved down to my balls, massaging one while licking the other before nuzzling his nose against my taint. I wanted to fist my fingers in his hair and guide him where I ached for him most. Abe must’ve sensed my internal struggle because he released another one of his dark chuckles and rasped his stubble over my inner thighs.
Abe lifted his head and locked his eyes with mine. “I’ve got you, baby. You know I do.”
I inhaled deeply and relaxed against the bed because I did. Abe rewarded me by flicking his tongue over my pucker and sending my synapses into overdrive. A sense of rightness washed over me, leaving me pliant and calm, even though a maelstrom of need raged inside me. I squelched every urge and instinct to take control of the situation and ceded my body, heart, and soul to the man I’d either loved to hate, hated to love, or fucking loved since I was twelve. No matter how I analyzed it, I had loved Abe Beecham in one form or another for three decades.
Timing was everything, and this was the moment and the man I’d been waiting for—the version of Abe who would love me, not fear me. Abe must’ve sensed or felt my acquiescence because he let my dick slide slowly from his mouth and rose to his feet, peeling his flannel shirt off as he moved. His thermal shirt went next, and his eyes found mine as soon as his head cleared the opening. Abe tossed it aside and stood there, gorgeous and proud, letting me feast on his masculine beauty. Damn, his shoulders looked impossibly broad, and I couldn’t wait to rest my calves on them while he plowed me.
Sunlight spilled into the room through the thin gap between the curtains, burnishing Abe’s golden skin and glinting off his light blond chest hair. He had the perfect amount—enough fur to nuzzle against but not enough to shave my initials into. A thin line of hair bisected his lower abdomen and disappeared into his open waistband.Happy trail indeed.His dick was a drooling beast no longer willing to be denied. Fuck me. His pubic hair was a few shades darker than the rest of his hair, and I loved burying my nose in the thatch while sucking him off. Saliva pooled in my mouth, and I wanted to taste him again.
“I could come just from looking at you,” I said.
His mouth lifted at one corner as he shoved his jeans down his legs. “I think I can find better ways to get you off, but I appreciate the compliment.” He leaned over and removed his boots and socks before shucking his jeans off and kicking them to the side. Abe stood before me like a gilded sun god but not for long. He got back on the bed, positioning himself between my thighs so we were cock to cock. I wrapped my legs around his waist but kept my hands over my head. Abe cupped my face with one hand, placed the other over my heart, and kissed me with tenderness I didn’t know existed in his big body. I hadn’t thought it was possible to love him more, but I was so wrong.
Abe kissed me until I was lost in the sensations he created, and only then did he thrust his hips forward and rut his cock against mine. The friction caused black dots to dance across my vision. Abe took his time frotting against me—fast enough to drive us wild but too slow to get us off. Our cocks became slick with precum but not wet enough for the next phase of his claiming.
“I brought supplies,” I hinted.
Abe lifted his head and smirked. “You remembered condoms and lube but not soap and a warm shirt?”
“I told you my mind was on other things. Are you going to bust my balls or empty them?”
Abe chuckled and pushed off the bed. “I think you know the answer.”
He stood up, walked to my bag, and removed the condoms and bottle of lube. He looked from the box to me and said, “Do we need these?”
“I get tested regularly, and I’m fine with skipping them.”
Abe tossed the box over his shoulder, and it landed next to the bag. “Same.” The lustful expression in his eyes intensified as he reapproached the bed. “Nothing and no one will ever come between us again.” He leaned over, grabbed his pillow off the bed, and tucked it under my ass. Abe positioned himself between my legs again, parted my ass cheeks, and stroked his thumb over my pucker. Around and around, he teased, stopping every few passes to tap against it.
I was desperate for him but kept my mouth shut, proving I could yield control to him. He must’ve seen how difficult it was for me because he leaned forward and laughed against my lips as he freed my hands. I threaded my fingers through his hair and held him there for a long, languid kiss, even though I was desperate to come.
