until the day, a week after those initial stray touches, when Eli stared him down. With their gazes locked, he’d skimmed his fingers over Wade’s fly then caressed the erection he kicked to life underneath.
The first day Eli was well enough to stand and move around without help, he walked across the second-floor hallway and climbed into Wade’s bed. He’d been there every night since.
Sliding off the couch now, Wade’s knees hit the floor. His hands traveled up and down Eli’s firm thighs, outlining every muscle and pressing his legs farther apart to make room between them.
“I need this.” Elijah’s hands were everywhere. Over Wade’s shoulders and chest, curling down until they stopped at the button to his pants. “I need you.”
Wade knew. He felt it in the steady thrum of excitement moving through Eli’s muscles and in the way his stare turned hot. The readiness touched off Wade’s.
“Let me take away some of that stress,” he said as he cupped the bulge tightening the material behind Eli’s zipper.
Wade closed his eyes as Eli tunneled fingers through his hair. “Damn, I always want you,” Eli said.
The words chipped away at the walls Wade built as protection against caring too much. The fevered words, the quiet way Eli would run his fingers over Wade’s cheek and across his collarbone in the dark of the bedroom and long after they’d gone to bed. It all combined to mean something. More than once Wade had pretended to be asleep to savor the touches.
“That’s how I want you—wound up and ready.” Wade popped the button on Eli’s pants. “Now you tell me what you want.”
Eli slid a hand under Wade’s chin and lifted his head until they stared at each other. “Your mouth. On me, over me.”
“I’m going to suck you off.”
“Yes.” The word came out on a groan as Eli pushed Wade’s head down.
Wade traced Elijah’s cock through his pants, felt the ridge and saw the distinct outline. He rubbed his hand over it, squeezed and tightened his grip until Elijah shifted his hips forward. The zipper ticked as Wade slowly lowered it, unveiling inch after inch of Elijah’s impressive cock where it pressed against his underwear.
From the first time together, they’d established a pattern. Elijah led but Wade set the rhythm. He decided if they went slow or fast. When they used their mouths and how Eli entered him.
Wade slipped Elijah’s cock through the slit in the boxer briefs. Pumped his hand up and down until it swelled to life. He drew the head into his mouth and licked his tongue over the tip. The smell, the hardness, touched off a wild frenzy inside Wade.
His mouth slid down, taking Eli deeper as his moan echoed through the cavernous room. Loving the husky sound, Wade pushed the cock to the back of his throat then slowly drew it out again.
“Wade . . .” His voice cut off. “That feels so damn good.”
Wade licked a line up Eli’s cock. “I love the way you taste.”
Elijah’s head fell forward as he whispered into Wade’s hair. “Then make me come.”
SEV E N
Jarrett propped his back against the stacked pillows of the guest bed and watched Becca. Slow and steady, she sat up. Facing him with her legs crossed in front of her, she picked up a stray pillow and tucked it in her lap, between her legs, covering all but her shoulders and thighs to his view.
He would have ordered her to put it down and show him everything, but the sex clouded his head. Even now need pounded him. He fought back the urge to roll her under him and slip inside her again.
It had taken only the barest touch of her skin to transport him back to the time before her betrayal. His tongue licked inside her and he forgot about her lies and willingness to hand him over to people who wanted to destroy him and all he’d built. That body, that mind. She wove a spell around him, dragging him in deeper. If she hadn’t tried to kiss him, he’d probably be drooling like a pathetic dog at her feet.
His
The first day Eli was well enough to stand and move around without help, he walked across the second-floor hallway and climbed into Wade’s bed. He’d been there every night since.
Sliding off the couch now, Wade’s knees hit the floor. His hands traveled up and down Eli’s firm thighs, outlining every muscle and pressing his legs farther apart to make room between them.
“I need this.” Elijah’s hands were everywhere. Over Wade’s shoulders and chest, curling down until they stopped at the button to his pants. “I need you.”
Wade knew. He felt it in the steady thrum of excitement moving through Eli’s muscles and in the way his stare turned hot. The readiness touched off Wade’s.
“Let me take away some of that stress,” he said as he cupped the bulge tightening the material behind Eli’s zipper.
Wade closed his eyes as Eli tunneled fingers through his hair. “Damn, I always want you,” Eli said.
The words chipped away at the walls Wade built as protection against caring too much. The fevered words, the quiet way Eli would run his fingers over Wade’s cheek and across his collarbone in the dark of the bedroom and long after they’d gone to bed. It all combined to mean something. More than once Wade had pretended to be asleep to savor the touches.
“That’s how I want you—wound up and ready.” Wade popped the button on Eli’s pants. “Now you tell me what you want.”
Eli slid a hand under Wade’s chin and lifted his head until they stared at each other. “Your mouth. On me, over me.”
“I’m going to suck you off.”
“Yes.” The word came out on a groan as Eli pushed Wade’s head down.
Wade traced Elijah’s cock through his pants, felt the ridge and saw the distinct outline. He rubbed his hand over it, squeezed and tightened his grip until Elijah shifted his hips forward. The zipper ticked as Wade slowly lowered it, unveiling inch after inch of Elijah’s impressive cock where it pressed against his underwear.
From the first time together, they’d established a pattern. Elijah led but Wade set the rhythm. He decided if they went slow or fast. When they used their mouths and how Eli entered him.
Wade slipped Elijah’s cock through the slit in the boxer briefs. Pumped his hand up and down until it swelled to life. He drew the head into his mouth and licked his tongue over the tip. The smell, the hardness, touched off a wild frenzy inside Wade.
His mouth slid down, taking Eli deeper as his moan echoed through the cavernous room. Loving the husky sound, Wade pushed the cock to the back of his throat then slowly drew it out again.
“Wade . . .” His voice cut off. “That feels so damn good.”
Wade licked a line up Eli’s cock. “I love the way you taste.”
Elijah’s head fell forward as he whispered into Wade’s hair. “Then make me come.”
SEV E N
Jarrett propped his back against the stacked pillows of the guest bed and watched Becca. Slow and steady, she sat up. Facing him with her legs crossed in front of her, she picked up a stray pillow and tucked it in her lap, between her legs, covering all but her shoulders and thighs to his view.
He would have ordered her to put it down and show him everything, but the sex clouded his head. Even now need pounded him. He fought back the urge to roll her under him and slip inside her again.
It had taken only the barest touch of her skin to transport him back to the time before her betrayal. His tongue licked inside her and he forgot about her lies and willingness to hand him over to people who wanted to destroy him and all he’d built. That body, that mind. She wove a spell around him, dragging him in deeper. If she hadn’t tried to kiss him, he’d probably be drooling like a pathetic dog at her feet.
His
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