Order (Tattoos and Ties Duet #2)(31)

Key’s strong hands went to his belly, first sliding over the worn cotton of his T-shirt then lifting underneath the hem. His biker’s skilled fingertips skimmed the barely there indentions of his abs.

“I can feel the difference in all that workin’ out you’ve been doin’,” Key murmured huskily against his ear.

How crazy that Key actually believed the workout lie. Alec had spent those hours in his home gym running and lifting to keep from jumping his sexy man the minute he walked inside the door. Even the papers at his feet were a means to keep him from caving. Busy work to keep his mind off what his body craved the most. Alec closed his eyes and willed himself to move away.

“Tell me again what all this is?” Key’s lips pressed into the juncture between his neck and his shoulder. The hair of Key’s mustache prickled his skin. His lover’s warm tongue licked up the side of his neck.

Alec shivered and dropped his head, chin to chest, his body threatening to spontaneously combust. “I told you it’s a project my grandfather started…” Alec kept talking, didn’t even know what he was saying, his whole focus rested on Key’s palms, sliding upward to his pecs. Those skilled fingers pinched the tight bud of his nipples at the same moment Key’s lips parted and he sank his teeth in Alec’s neck.

His train of thought vanished when Key pulled him back against his broad chest as he skimmed his nose across Alec’s neck and into his hair then breathed him in. Key’s lips brushed across his ear. Alec craned his neck to give Key better access. He nibbled there then whispered, his hot breath dancing over the damp skin. “Is that a new cologne?”

Dammit, the man wasn’t playing fair. Key’s hands were everywhere, burning a path in their wake and setting his flesh ablaze. His guy stroked his arousal through the thin material of his shorts. Alec’s breath caught as a rush of goose bumps sprang up across his flesh, and his dick twitched from his lover’s ministrations. Key shoved one hand inside Alec’s shorts and Alec’s hips rolled to meet his fingers, his dick pushing past the jockstrap designed to help hide the constant hard-on he sported around this very sexy man. Key had learned how to please him, no question there. His palm grazed Alec’s aching length, his long hot fingers pushed the bothersome material down before circling his needy cock.

Key’s legs crossed under his as he was pulled higher on his lover’s lap. The move helped support Alec’s upper body, and he rested against Key’s shoulder. Alec leaned into the circle of Key’s arms, turning enough for an awkward but slow burning kiss. Alec lifted a hand, threading his fingers through Key’s hair, keeping him right there while he licked his way around those fleshy lips before sliding his tongue deep inside to do it all again. He wanted more, needed to feel Key moving inside him.

The exploration was slow yet thorough, and Key matched the urgency of the kiss by sliding one hand down to Alec’s balls. Key’s hand was so strong and felt so hot holding him. He let his thighs drop open as he shifted his weight.

Key got the hint. He quickly sucked his fingers, getting them wet before snaking them into the leg of his workout shorts and pressing against his hole. The assault was almost too much. Key’s thick finger pushed inside him, easily finding his gland. The other hand gripped and tightened around his dick, moving with purpose. Key leisurely circled his broad head, coaxing small beads of moisture from Alec’s tip. That thick finger sliding in and out of him felt so fucking good. He needed more, had to feel Key moving in him.

Somehow, Key managed to tighten his body around Alec, pulling him closer by maneuvering Alec more completely in his hold. Key rolled his hips into Alec, probably creating a delicious friction for Key’s cock stuck between them.

“Make love to me… Don’t give any excuses. Just turn around and make love to me…” Key’s choice of words sent a tingle sliding down his spine. Fuck all those best laid plans. He wanted his man, and Key needed him as much as he needed Key.

Alec didn’t say a word as he eagerly turned to face Key, deftly shedding his shorts and jock before straddling his biker’s thighs so they faced one another. Overwhelming need raced throughout him as he took in his lover’s heaving chest and lust-filled gaze. Alec crushed their mouths together. He drove his tongue past Key’s fleshy, parted lips. How he’d ever lived without this man in his life was beyond him. Alec’s world had grown smaller, his needs more singular, and every bit of his newfound world rested in Key’s caring hands. Alec deepened the kiss.

Key’s wicked tongue slid forward, dancing against his, ravishing his mouth. This was heaven, his dreams come true. He could never go back to his life before, he was so deeply in love with Key.

Alec tore from the kiss, staying within inches of Key’s face, staring him straight in the eyes, and growled, “How do you want me?”

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The smile that touched Alec’s lips brought joy to Keyes’s heart. He grabbed the bottle of lube and condoms off the corner of the table, dropping them on the oversized rug beside Alec’s scattered folders.

“Hands and knees. I need you.” His voice was deep, his body already vibrating from excitement as he nudged Alec’s hip with his knee.

“Bossy,” Alec murmured and rolled over. Keyes covered Alec, running his palms from the base of Alec’s back, all the way up to his shoulders as he rested his weight along Alec’s body.