High Heat (Hotshots 2)

“In theory? Fuck, yes. Thanks to your show with the toy, I have dreams where I get to fuck you, get to feel you come apart for me.”

“Well, then, let’s make your dreams come true.”

“Not that simple. I’m not sure precisely how best to make it happen. My hip and knee strength still isn’t one hundred percent.”

“Me on top.” Rain couldn’t keep the excitement out of his voice. “And if that doesn’t work, we can try something else. But I’d like to try, see if we can make it good for you.”

“And you.” Garrick captured his hand and kissed the knuckles. “I’m trying to not feel bummed that I can’t fuck you through the mattress—”

“I love being on top. Seriously. It’s my favorite. You know me by now. I like being watched. I’m not crazy about being on all fours because I don’t get to see the other person, see their reactions, and I don’t get off as hard as I do on top.”

“Seriously?” Garrick sounded uncharacteristically vulnerable, so Rain hugged him tighter.

“Yup. And how. Let me show you? I promise you that your goal of me near passed out is still on the table.”

“Good.” Garrick turned so that he could pull Rain half into his lap. Going happily, Rain settled with his arms looped around Garrick’s neck, happier still when Garrick claimed his mouth in a soft kiss.

“I want you so much,” he confessed. And it was true. Nothing about their break in the action had dulled his earlier desire. If anything, the time spent talking always made him want Garrick that much more. Whenever they talked about sex, it was clear that this meant something to Garrick, that he cared about it being good for Rain, and his willingness to be brave and open up about his feelings and fears was an unexpected turn-on.

“Show me.” Garrick gently set Rain aside so he could finish removing his pants and then arranged himself sitting back against the pillows. The head of the bed was slightly inclined which made for a fabulous angle for Rain to straddle Garrick and kiss him until they were both breathing hard, right back to where they’d left off in the living room. Holding Garrick’s scruffy jaw in his hands, he plundered his mouth until Garrick growled low and reclaimed control, nipping at Rain’s lips, the sort of aggressive licks and bites that made Rain’s cock throb.

Testing to see how much weight Garrick could handle on his thighs, Rain undulated his hips, a gentle grind of his slippery underwear against Garrick’s hard cock. Delicious shivers raced up Rain’s spine as Garrick gripped his ass, encouraging him.

“Fuck. Love this outfit on you. But want to feel your skin too.” Garrick plucked at the waistband of the panties. “Leave the robe on if you want, but lose these.”

Slithering out of the underwear, Rain took the interruption as an excuse to dig the lube and a condom from the nightstand. He tossed them on the bed, then resumed straddling Garrick.

“Now where were we?”

“Right here.” Pulling him close, Garrick kissed him, tender at first, then more intense. It was all-consuming, the way Garrick took charge of his mouth and senses, like he had a cheat sheet for how to turn Rain on, one kiss at a time. He tasted sweet as his tongue fucked its way into Rain’s mouth in a way that left no doubts about how into this Garrick was. A soft, needy whimper escaped Rain’s throat as he resumed grinding against Garrick. He had to gasp each time their bare cocks bumped against each other.

“God, I could almost come from kissing you like this.” Groaning, he rested his head against Garrick’s, focusing on how each movement of his hips made his cock pulse.

“Better not.” Garrick reached for the lube bottle. “This okay? Wanna feel you.”

“Oh, yeah.” Rain wasn’t turning down a reason to feel Garrick’s big hands on him. Hell, just watching Garrick slick up his fingers had his insides all flippy with anticipation. And then he pulled Rain close with one arm while his other hand reached around. “Oh, hello.”

Garrick laughed, but Rain leaned into the contact as he traced soft circles around his rim. He claimed Garrick’s mouth for another kiss right as Garrick pressed in. Like with kissing, he seemed to instinctively know what Rain liked, going for two fingers and steady pressure, not so much teasing. The stretch was so fucking welcome, exactly what he’d been craving, even before Garrick connected with his gland. “Okay, you’re damn good at that. Too good.”

“Damn. You feel amazing.” Garrick did this scissoring motion with his fingers that had Rain moaning hard against his mouth as he fucked back onto Garrick’s hand, trying to get more of that blunt pressure against his spot.

“Fuck, yes, it does. So good.” His cock leaped against Garrick’s, the contact adding to the overall sexiness of the experience.