Rialto (Unbreakable Bonds 8)

“Yeah,” Ian gasped. “Move inside me.”

The tight, wet heat went to Hollis’s head and he rocked into Ian, his rhythm disjointed as pleasure surged through him. It raced through him like wildfire, and his movements picked up as he sank into that delicious heat over and over. He leaned down, pressing his lips to Ian’s back, tasting sweat.

Ian moaned and moved with him, his hands coming up to brace against the headboard. He undulated his hips, driving Hollis mad with how hot he was. Ever mindful of Ian’s injury, Hollis slowed down his movements, the deliberate thrusts bringing him closer and closer to the edge. He didn’t want this to end, so he gritted his teeth and pulled out. Ian went still, glancing over his shoulder in question.

Hollis wanted to turn him over but worried about the pressure on his head, so instead, he drew Ian up to his hands and knees. He could reach around and stroke Ian’s cock like this. Ian quickly got with the program and positioned himself in front of Hollis. Hollis couldn’t resist running his fingers over Ian’s hole, still soft and open from their lovemaking.

He pushed back inside that tight heat and groaned.

“Fuck.” Ian’s voice broke on the word and he tightened around Hollis.

Hollis lubed up his hand and reached to wrap his fingers around Ian’s cock. The satiny skin felt so good against his palm, and he tightened his grip and stroked. Ian grunted and spread his legs more, his hips moving in rhythm with Hollis. The tight clutch of his body, the sleek muscles moving underneath his skin, all of it dazzled Hollis. He rubbed his thumb over the tip of Ian’s cock, feeling the slick wetness of pre-cum. It was all so hot, he felt close to blacking out. A ragged moan left his lips as he worked to get air into his lungs.

He leaned down and opened his mouth over Ian’s skin. “There’s nothing like this,” he whispered. “Nothing.”

“I know.” Ian looked at him over his shoulder, those beautiful brown eyes hooded with lust. “Love this. Love you.”

“Love you so goddamn much.”

Hollis stroked Ian faster, loving the glazed look that filled his expression. He pressed as deep inside him as he could, his eyes rolling back into his head. He wanted to pound the man hard but kept up the slow, careful movements that were really just as good. He could pay attention to every sensation like this.

Ian clenched around him and he grunted as he felt his orgasm hovering on the edge. He wanted Ian to come first, so he stroked down to his base like Ian loved, then twisted his hand on the way back up to swipe his thumb over the tip again.

“Oh!” Ian cried out, squeezing his ass.

“I’m coming. You first, baby.”

“It’s there. I’m there!”

Ian’s whole body tensed up and he yelled as he came, spilling over Hollis’s hand, his hold around Hollis’s dick like a vise. Hollis’s movements stuttered and he shoved into Ian three more times before pleasure rushed through him. He grasped Ian’s hips and held on, riding the waves, his vision going black as he squeezed his eyes shut. He shuddered and couldn’t stop his hips from pushing into his husband a few more times before he started to feel too sensitive. He slowly pulled out and collapsed on the bed next to Ian, who plastered himself over Hollis. He wrapped his arms tight around him, kissing his temple. “Want me to go get a towel for cleanup?” His words came broken through his harsh breaths.

“No, I like it like this.” Ian nuzzled his chest. “Is it just me, or does it feel like that’s getting even better?”

“Always good,” Hollis panted. “Always.”

They lay there, catching their breaths, sweat cooling on their skin.

“I never knew sex could be like this before you,” Ian said softly, stroking his hand down Hollis’s side.

His weight felt good on top of Hollis and he tightened his arms. “Sex wasn’t like this before you. It could be good, but nothing feels like the way we do together. And yeah, it seems to be getting even better. Don’t know if I could live through it improving more.”

Ian chuckled and kissed his chin. “Not to sound cheesy, but I’m pretty sure love has something to do with it.”

“Oh, there’s nothing cheesy about that.” Hollis nuzzled into Ian’s hair, taking in the scent of sweat and shampoo. He thought of him lying on that floor. Defenseless. “I would die if something happened to you.”

“Nothing is going to happen to me. I’ll be paying better attention from here on out.”

“Yeah, but he came into our damn home. I can’t get past that. This is our sanctuary from the world, you know?”

“It still is. We’re beefing up security, and I doubt he’ll return. He knows we’re on to him now. Or her. We don’t know who we’re dealing with.”