Unbreakable Stories Lucas (Unbreakable Bonds 1.5)

And right then, what he was feeling, made Andrei curl his toes in the hot water and stare. His belly tightened and his dick actually gave a jerk as if it was already trying to fill again. Hell, if anyone could bring it back to life that fast, it would be this man. This one man who had changed everything Andrei thought he knew about himself. This man who had rocked his world to its core.

“Let’s take this to bed,” Andrei said. “You can bury yourself inside me and forget all about the last couple of weeks.”

“I want that.” Lucas finally let go of his cock, but he caressed it gently goodbye as he moved his hand away. “I want that badly.”

“Come on.” Andrei waited until Lucas sat back before climbing out of the tub. He handed Lucas the towel he’d set out for himself, grabbed another and watched as he stood. Water sluiced down all those beautiful muscles and Lucas never took his gaze off Andrei as he dried himself.

He dropped the towel on the floor and backed through the doorway, grinning as Lucas stepped out of the tub and sped up his towel. He tossed it and prowled toward Andrei, wrapping his arm around his waist and literally lifting him off his feet as he growled and took the last few steps to the bed. He dropped Andrei onto the soft comforter, stalked to the bedside table and pulled out the lube and a condom. Andrei wished—not for the first time—that they could drop the condoms, but he knew it wasn’t the right time. Not yet. Instead, he took it from Lucas’s hand, used his teeth to rip it open and waited until Lucas had crawled across the bed to hover over him.

“Missed you so fucking much, Vallois,” he whispered as he rolled the condom down Lucas’s hard prick. “I should tell you that I slept in your bed a few times while you were gone.” He paused, looked up at him. “I even came here one night at two in the morning to try and get some damn sleep. Thanks for telling your housekeeper not to change the sheets while you were gone.”

Lucas lifted one eyebrow, muscles tightening. “What did you do?”

“I buried my face in your pillow, inhaled your scent, and brought myself off with my hands.” He stroked lube over the condom, making sure to tighten his fingers at the bottom of Lucas’s cock. Just the way he liked it.

Lucas closed his eyes, thrusting into his fist. “You jerked off in my bed while I was gone?”

“Yeah,” Andrei breathed, stroking the man’s dick slowly, steadily. “I did. And then I slept in the wet spot with my face plastered to your pillow all night long.” He tightened his fingers again. “I took the pillow home with me. I’m pathetic. A sap. Or an addict.”

“Not pathetic. Shit!” He moved his hips so his cock moved hard in Andrei’s hold. “Hurry and spread your legs. Just the thought of you jerking off in my bed has me ready to come.”

Andrei spread his legs and groaned when hot, lubed fingers found his ass. Lucas rubbed and stroked and finally, finally thrust a finger inside him. He wished he’d known the man was coming home early because he would have gotten himself ready beforehand. He’d learned so much since he’d put all his attention on one person. He’d learned that he was attracted the most when he grew emotionally attached. And he’d learned about readying himself for another man with toys that stretched him enough so he could skip to the fucking. Nothing on this earth felt as good as Lucas moving inside him. Nothing.

“I want inside you so badly. I thought of it the whole time I was gone. How hot you are. How tight. The way you smell. Especially right here.” He leaned down and buried his nose in Andrei’s neck.

Andrei could only groan because he wanted it too. Badly. He wanted to feel that stretch. That burn. He wanted this man plowing into his body, stroking him from the inside. Hard. Until he did that thing where he sped up and held his breath because it was so fucking hot, it always made Andrei come like it was the first time.

Lucas got up to three fingers while he opened his mouth over Andrei’s neck, collarbone and shoulder. He pressed them deep, crooked them, and grinned when Andrei bowed up off the bed.

Within seconds, he was pulling out, coming over him and pushing inside with a long, drawn-out groan. “I love this so much,” he breathed, pressing deeper.

Andrei spread his legs, lifted his hips, and reached out to bunch the sheets into his fists. He stretched his head back into the pillow and shoved his hips up to meet Lucas’s thrusts. He couldn’t believe how much he loved this, how much everything affected him—the pain, the mind-numbing pleasure. Lucas hit his prostate, stroking over it until Andrei saw stars.