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Authors: Josh Lanyon
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his remaining boot off and let himself fall back on the Indian-patterned bedspread with a groan.
It was going to be a scorcher of a day. The noon breeze was desert dry and scented with the burgers frying in the coffee shop next door to the motel.
“I don"t think I could move if my life depended on it,” he muttered as the mattress sank beneath Will"s weight.
He managed not to jerk as Will"s hand rested on his brow. Will slowly stroked the hair back from his forehead. Taylor kept his eyes closed. That uncharacteristically open tenderness made his heart ache.
“You get some sleep.” Will"s voice was low. “We"ve got a couple of hours before we need to leave for the airport. I"ll call Cooper when I"m sure he"s left for lunch.”
Taylor snorted; it was more of a tired sniff. His eyelashes felt too heavy to lift, and he didn"t want to see what was in Will"s face anyway. Regret? Apology? Good-bye? Sometimes he was so angry with Will it was all he could do to control himself.
How could Will do this to them?
Other times he was just…sad.
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Will"s warm lips nuzzled his temple. Taylor"s eyes flew open. Will"s eyes crinkled at the corners.
“Save me a place in those dreams.”
Taylor summoned a weary grin. “Front row. Always.” He let his lids fall shut, closing out Will"s smile.
* * *
He must have slept deeply, because when Will stretched beside him, Taylor had no idea how long he"d been out. It could have been five minutes or five hours.
The curtains were closed against the harsh daylight, thin plaid fabric rustling in the occasional gusts of hot wind.
“Time?” he mumbled.
“We"re good. We"re flying out of Ruidoso at five. We"ll have to take the back way because of flood damage, but we"ve got time for a little siesta.”
Taylor yawned. Rubbed his eyes. “I thought that was the back way?” He let himself be tugged over to Will, although it was really too hot for cuddling. Too hot for anything—except maybe a cold shower.
Cold showers seemed to be the last thing on Will"s mind. They embraced, and Taylor buried his head in the strong curve of Will"s shoulder.
“You"re beautiful.” Will"s voice was rough, uneven. “You know that?”
Face hidden against Will, Taylor shook his head.
“Yeah, you do. And yeah, you are.”
Taylor pulled himself together. He nipped the fleshy part of Will"s shoulder and drew back. “You"re not so bad yourself.”
Will"s blue eyes were solemn. He"d showered and shaved. Taylor didn"t remember that, so he must really have been out.
Will continued to study Taylor like he was trying to memorize his face. “I love you.”
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Taylor moved his head in assent. His mouth tingled as Will traced his lower lip with the pad of his thumb. He lightly bit the finger.
“You think Patty Hearst is liable to wake up?”
Will shook his head, his gaze sharpening.
“In that case…let"s save the siesta for the plane.”
Will groaned soft accord, moving to undo the buttons of Taylor"s shirt. He laid the khaki cotton wide and bent his head, his lips warm on Taylor"s already flushed skin.
Taylor"s breath caught as Will"s mouth trailed, tasting, kissing from his collarbone to his chest. The combination of soft lips and sharp teeth was maddening in the best possible way. He ran his fingers through the damp, dark silk of Will"s hair, raised his head to kiss Will"s ear, which was all he could reach. He groaned and dropped back as Will"s mouth closed around one of his nipples. Excitement and pleasure arrowed straight to his groin. He gasped, arched up, pushing the hard, sensitive nub of flesh into Will"s mouth.
“I like that.”
“I know you do.” Will was smiling indulgently. He didn"t find having his breasts touched nearly as arousing as Taylor did. In fact, Taylor suspected it made Will a little uncomfortable, but he seemed happy to oblige this kink of Taylor"s. He nibbled and licked his way to Taylor"s other nipple and then
It was going to be a scorcher of a day. The noon breeze was desert dry and scented with the burgers frying in the coffee shop next door to the motel.
“I don"t think I could move if my life depended on it,” he muttered as the mattress sank beneath Will"s weight.
He managed not to jerk as Will"s hand rested on his brow. Will slowly stroked the hair back from his forehead. Taylor kept his eyes closed. That uncharacteristically open tenderness made his heart ache.
“You get some sleep.” Will"s voice was low. “We"ve got a couple of hours before we need to leave for the airport. I"ll call Cooper when I"m sure he"s left for lunch.”
Taylor snorted; it was more of a tired sniff. His eyelashes felt too heavy to lift, and he didn"t want to see what was in Will"s face anyway. Regret? Apology? Good-bye? Sometimes he was so angry with Will it was all he could do to control himself.
How could Will do this to them?
Other times he was just…sad.
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Will"s warm lips nuzzled his temple. Taylor"s eyes flew open. Will"s eyes crinkled at the corners.
“Save me a place in those dreams.”
Taylor summoned a weary grin. “Front row. Always.” He let his lids fall shut, closing out Will"s smile.
* * *
He must have slept deeply, because when Will stretched beside him, Taylor had no idea how long he"d been out. It could have been five minutes or five hours.
The curtains were closed against the harsh daylight, thin plaid fabric rustling in the occasional gusts of hot wind.
“Time?” he mumbled.
“We"re good. We"re flying out of Ruidoso at five. We"ll have to take the back way because of flood damage, but we"ve got time for a little siesta.”
Taylor yawned. Rubbed his eyes. “I thought that was the back way?” He let himself be tugged over to Will, although it was really too hot for cuddling. Too hot for anything—except maybe a cold shower.
Cold showers seemed to be the last thing on Will"s mind. They embraced, and Taylor buried his head in the strong curve of Will"s shoulder.
“You"re beautiful.” Will"s voice was rough, uneven. “You know that?”
Face hidden against Will, Taylor shook his head.
“Yeah, you do. And yeah, you are.”
Taylor pulled himself together. He nipped the fleshy part of Will"s shoulder and drew back. “You"re not so bad yourself.”
Will"s blue eyes were solemn. He"d showered and shaved. Taylor didn"t remember that, so he must really have been out.
Will continued to study Taylor like he was trying to memorize his face. “I love you.”
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Taylor moved his head in assent. His mouth tingled as Will traced his lower lip with the pad of his thumb. He lightly bit the finger.
“You think Patty Hearst is liable to wake up?”
Will shook his head, his gaze sharpening.
“In that case…let"s save the siesta for the plane.”
Will groaned soft accord, moving to undo the buttons of Taylor"s shirt. He laid the khaki cotton wide and bent his head, his lips warm on Taylor"s already flushed skin.
Taylor"s breath caught as Will"s mouth trailed, tasting, kissing from his collarbone to his chest. The combination of soft lips and sharp teeth was maddening in the best possible way. He ran his fingers through the damp, dark silk of Will"s hair, raised his head to kiss Will"s ear, which was all he could reach. He groaned and dropped back as Will"s mouth closed around one of his nipples. Excitement and pleasure arrowed straight to his groin. He gasped, arched up, pushing the hard, sensitive nub of flesh into Will"s mouth.
“I like that.”
“I know you do.” Will was smiling indulgently. He didn"t find having his breasts touched nearly as arousing as Taylor did. In fact, Taylor suspected it made Will a little uncomfortable, but he seemed happy to oblige this kink of Taylor"s. He nibbled and licked his way to Taylor"s other nipple and then
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