Alec wiggled his ass, grinning at the sharp intake of breath below him as he straddled Key’s waist.
“I should have known a DA wouldn’t play fair.” Key tried to move, but Alec anticipated the action and pressed firmly against that thick wall of chest muscle to keep him down.
“Says the outlaw biker.”
His lover might be posturing for show, but based on the rigid length pressed against his ass, Key was all-in with this scenario. Key’s fingertips moved lightly up and down the outside Alec’s thigh, before tracing heated paths over his hips.
“I love your hands on me,” he said, lifting enough to position himself, placing Key’s tip at his entrance. Key’s teeth tugged at his bottom lip, his pupil’s wide with passion. Firm fingers closed around Alec's arousal as he sank down on top of Key, moaning as Key’s thick length impaled him, inch by inch. He loved the power he felt when Key’s sexy growl echoed along his body. He craved this closeness, loving every single way Key filled him.
The look of sheer bliss on Key’s face had his resolve strengthening. Alec slowly rolled his hips, the move forcing his own hardness deeper into Key’s fist over and over again.
Key closed his eyes, arching his long back, rolling his stomach muscle to keep rhythm with Alec. He batted Key’s hand away and dropped forward, bracing himself with his hands as he quickened the pace. He closed his eyes in ecstasy as he rode Key.
Key's fingers dug deep in his thighs, causing a hiss to escape his lips. He opened his eyes, easily losing himself in the sight of Key. “Oh God, yes…Key. I love you…”
Key writhed beneath him, mumbling his name as he moved in him. Alec’s leaking cock, trapped between their bodies, rubbed deliciously against sweat-slicked skin as he held his face mere inches from his lover’s. Alec was held hostage by a gaze so captivating he swore the intensity caressed his soul. In this moment, they were on the exact same page in the exact same place. It was there he saw everything he’d hoped for reflected in those blue depths.
Key's face tightened in pleasure. Alec loved watching Key’s expression, especially when he was so close.
The erotic pressure built with every grunt and thrust until its explosive heat rolled over him with little warning. “Come with me,” he panted. Pleasure bubbled hotly in his balls, sending waves of bliss through his body as he said the words.
Key bucked up into him, his grip tightening, stroking him faster, keeping in rhythm with their thrusts. Then that grip faltered as his lover stiffened and thickened.
A motherfucker of an orgasm raced down his spine, pleasure zinging through him as if a million electrical currents flowed back and forth, branching out like fingers to caress every nerve pathway in his body. Heat burned the tips of his ears and his toes curled at the shocking intensity strumming through his body in the sweetest way. His breath escaped his lungs on a moan as he tried to prolong the inevitable. It was useless. He couldn't hold back any longer. He was about to lose the game. Key was going to win this round after all. Everything amplified as his body surrendered and his orgasm sent him over the edge.
Alec’s release hit him hard, shooting from him in hot bursts, spilling onto Key's stomach and chest as he fought to maintain consciousness. He collapsed completely on top of Key, his body as sated and spent and limp as Key’s.
His breathing slowed, his mind and body settling as he lay on top of Key. Cocooned completely in his lover's arms, he could feel their hearts thumping in unison. A perfect beat all their own.
No question they were explosive together, and he was determined to make up for lost time. He wanted more, just as soon as he could think coherently again.
“I belong to you,” Alec said and pressed his lips to Key’s chest before he forced himself up, the lightheadedness making him wobbly. They had fallen on his papers, wrinkled and displaced his stacks, and he didn’t care in the least. Instead, he reached to pick up Key’s hand, and tugged. Key only laughed at him, keeping his eyes closed and refusing to budge. “Did you hear me?”
“I thought you were already mine,” Key said, taking his other arm and draping it over his closed eyes, letting out a lengthy yawn.
“Just a reminder.” Alec dropped Key’s hand and reached for his wineglass, downing the rest before he started for the bedroom. “Come on. Shower, bed, sex—in that order. You’ve got a lot to make up for.”
“What? Why do I have a lot to make up for?”
Alec grinned. He’d gotten the desired result. Key rose to a sitting position, letting out an oomph as he attempted to stand and tumbled back to his ass. “I wasn’t the one withholdin’ sex. No more of that bullshit. Understood?”