Perfect Alignment (Thorne and Dash 3)

Or you could be an adult.

I’m tired of talking, tired of arguing.

Thorne tried to pull away, but Riley held him tight and bent to kiss his neck, breathing deeply of his scent.

“Riley, you’re not distracting me this time. We’ve got to plan the honeymoon.”

“But I want you.” Riley worked his hips, making sure Thorne felt how hard he still was.

Thorne groaned. “We keep doing this.”

“Fucking? Yes, we do. I have no intention of stopping.”

“No, distracting each other with sex.”

Riley pulled back and looked at him. “Look, I’ve told you to choose, plan the trip you want. I know I’ll enjoy it too.”

Thorne sighed heavily, and Riley resumed kissing his neck. He tilted his head to the side, giving Riley better access. Damn, he was easy.

Riley slid a hand down Thorne’s body and rubbed his cock through his pants. “See? You’re eager too.”

“This trip is supposed to be for you. I want to take you somewhere you’ve always wanted to go.”

“Tomorrow. We’ll choose a place tomorrow.”

“Promise?” Thorne asked, getting in on the action by unbuckling Riley’s pants.

“Mmmhmm.” He’d make a list of options, talk them through with Thorne. He owed him that, but right now…

Riley sat back and finished unfastening his pants. Then he reached for another cream puff. “I think you need another one, and I know exactly how you should eat it.”

Thorne’s gaze dropped to Riley’s crotch just as Riley had known it would.

Thorne licked his lips. “Are you really going to…?”

“Yes. And you’re going to love it.”

Thorne nodded vigorously.

Riley pulled out his cock and coated the head with the thick cream.

Thorne’s eyes went wide, his breathing ragged.

“Come have a taste.”

Thorne slid from the couch and knelt between Riley’s legs. He laid his hands on Riley’s thighs, gripping him firmly as he leaned in and swiped his tongue up Riley’s cock, capturing some of the cream. He closed his eyes and made quite a show of how much he enjoyed it.

“Take more,” Riley demanded. “I know you want it.”

Thorne looked up at him. “What happened to being patient?”

“Thorne.” His voice held a warning.

With a smirk, Thorne bent toward him again. He gave a few more slow licks and then took Riley’s shaft in one of his hands and held it while he sucked at the head, getting every last bit of cream.

Riley fisted his hands and pressed them into the couch cushion. He’d been determined to let Thorne go at his own pace. But holy hell he needed more. “Thorne, please. Suck me!”

Thorne looked up with Riley’s cock still in his mouth. Then he pulled off with a wet pop. “Keep your hands where they are. I’m controlling this. The only thing you need to do is feel and feel and feel and feel until you can’t stand it and you come so hard you see stars.”

“Shit.”

“Do you understand?”

“Yes. Please,” Riley moaned.

Thorne smiled and then swallowed him down, sucking him until it seemed he couldn’t stop himself from fucking Thorne’s mouth, thrusts growing erratic. “Thorne. Thorne, I… Oh God.” He came bucking against Thorne, crying out as Thorne swallowed again and again, taking everything.

***

Later, after Riley had returned the favor, sucking Thorne dry, they lay tangled in each other on the couch.

Thorne nuzzled Riley’s neck as he played with Riley’s hair. He’d been thoroughly conned. He’d been so determined to talk about the honeymoon, to pin Riley down on a destination. How did Riley always manage to seduce him so easily?

“I should make you look at travel sites now, the way you accosted me with flowers after sex last night.”

“You could, but this is so nice.” Riley snuggled against him.

“We never had dinner,” Thorne said.

“I know.” Neither he nor Riley moved. It grew harder and harder to keep his eyes open. He’d had a long day, and he didn’t feel like getting up to eat more or to talk about the honeymoon. One more day of waiting would be fine.

CHAPTER SEVEN

The next morning Riley had every intention of determining which of his dream cities he most wanted to visit. But when he arrived at the bakery, he discovered water all over the floor.

“Fuck,” he yelled as he raced to the back. Several minutes of heart-pounding evaluation led him to the leak. Fortunately, he hadn’t called the city to have the water turned on yet, so all that leaked out was what had been sitting in the pipe. However, now they had one more repair to handle, and this one really couldn’t wait.

He called Susan as he pondered the best way to get things cleaned up.

“Riley? What’s up? I was just about to head your way.”

“We’ve got a leak. I need to call our contractor and see if he can get a plumber over here.”

“Shit. How bad is it?”

“The floor’s wet, but the water isn’t deep, just enough to cover the floor in the back. We’re lucky. The damage is minimal considering how bad it could have been.”