My cock throbbed in his fist. “So you’re saying you’re going to?”

He groaned behind me, rolling his hips so that his cock slid between my cheeks again. “I cannot wait to fuck you, Liam.”

“God damn,” I uttered, a rush of sensation pulsing through my cock. He slowly slid a hand up along my arm until his palm was covering the back of my hand, pinning it against the wall. I was completely enveloped by his body. He was covering me from behind like the world’s absolute fucking hottest weighted blanket.

“Don’t say things you don’t mean,” I said. “You’re going to make me want them.”

“I mean every word,” he said. He bit me gently on my shoulder. “I… really want to fuck you.”

He gripped my cock harder again, pumping it like he had only one goal in mind.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” I whispered, arching my back against him.

“Tell me to stop and I will,” he said.

“Don’t fucking stop.”

He pressed his body up even tighter against the back of mine now, his cock held tight between my cheeks in a pantomime of sex. As he stroked me he kept rutting up against me, like he was just as desperate as I was for any amount of contact.

“You’re going to make me come, Red,” I managed to say, feeling the sensation pool at the base of my cock as he brought me closer and closer.

“It’s all I want,” he said. “I’ve got you. I’m right here.”

Those words were like electricity straight to my heart. Hearing Red say he was right here for me would have sent me flying any time, but hearing it while he stroked my cock broke me completely.

“Fuck—I fucking love—” I uttered, biting down hard on my lower lip as I caught myself from saying something I really shouldn’t have said. Red pushed up against me, kissing the back of my neck. “I love this,” I finally said.

“I love this, too,” he said against my skin. “Everything about it.”

My orgasm had felt like it was imminent for the last twenty minutes, but it began to crash over me uncontrollably now. I let go, coming in Red’s hand, groaning deeply.

The world disappeared for a moment. I was reduced to the most blissful nothing—suddenly I was so aware of the sound of the water pouring around us, the sound of my own breath, and Red’s kisses all over my neck and shoulders.

He held me for at least a minute as I caught my breath. A sudden wave of sleepiness washed over me, and combined with the long, hot shower, I started to droop quickly. I was like jelly now, and when I turned around and looked at Red, I felt like I was in some strange dream.

“You…” I said, trailing off as I gazed at his eyes, the faint, forest green flecks at the center that gave way to golden brown at the edges. I could see every droplet of water on his lashes, and I shook my head in disbelief that I was here with him.

He puffed out a quiet laugh, smiling softly. “What about me?”

I blinked and it felt heavy. “Sorry. I… I’m not so good with words at the moment.”

He nodded once, turning to shut off the water.

“Wait—what about you?” I said, reaching down to run my palm along his cock.

He bit his bottom lip. “As much as I want that, and god damn I do, I think you’re only going one place right now.”

“Hell?”

Red laughed, gorgeous and deep and resonant in the echoing bathroom. “Bed.”

I took a deep, slow breath in, nodding as I felt myself blink heavily again. I wanted to protest, I wanted to get down on my knees and service Red until he came over and over again in my mouth, or all over me, or wherever the hell he wanted.

But I was fading fast. And everything was so dreamlike that I was afraid I’d say something I’d regret later.

In another moment he’d wrapped a towel around me.

“So fuzzy. So perfect,” I said, smiling as I closed my eyes in pleasure.

“You really came hard, didn’t you?” Red said, running a smaller towel through my hair.

“I can’t even express how perfect it was,” I said. “Maybe sometime when my brain is working better, I’ll show you.”

“I know you will.”

He led me to the bedroom and hung in the doorway, watching me like he was unsure how to proceed.

“I guess… I’ll…”

“Please sleep with me,” I blurted out, dropping the towel from around my waist.

He laughed again, running his hands through his hair. “I’m telling you, this is the only time a sexy-ass naked man has asked me to sleep with him and it didn’t mean we were about to fuck.”

I collapsed into the bed, the pillow already feeling like heaven on Earth.

“I just can’t be alone,” I said softly. “And I’m not allowed to say that to you, and tomorrow morning I’m going to hate myself for it. But please don’t leave, Red.”

Last visited: Page 59 of The Rebel (Red's Tavern 2)

The Rebel (Red's Tavern 2) - Page 59