Order (Tattoos and Ties Duet #2)(32)

Keyes bent to Alec’s ear, running his nose across his hair and along his ear and neck as he spoke quietly from his heart. “I've missed you this way. I know you’re tryin’ to show me how much you love me, but I need to make love to you. I don’t want to be without you this way. I'm always aroused by you. Always.”

When Alec shuddered, Keyes pushed himself back to his knees. Staring at Alec’s delicious ass, he grabbed the lube from beside his knee and spread Alec wide. He poured a generous amount right in his crack, chuckling when Alec wiggled in an attempt to escape the cold liquid. Keyes gripped his hip, keeping him in place as he slid his fingers through the cool lube.

Keyes took time to slowly and methodically relax Alec, opening him. Carefully, he inserted one finger past the rim, searching and finding the exact spot his Alec loved. “Is this what you like?”

“Mmm…” Alec’s ass pushed back into his hand. “Please, babe… Yes.” Alec started to rise up on his elbows, but Keyes pressed his palm between his shoulder blades to push him back to the floor.

“No. Stay there,” Keyes said and added another finger, pressing deeply, crooking it, massaging as he worked his fingers to give Alec pleasure. “I can feel you're ready for my cock.” He knew how much Alec liked words, so he tried. Fuck, it didn’t come easy for him.

“Yes.” Alec squirmed, his ass clasping tightly around the invading fingers and his breath heaving as he spoke. “Need you.”

“I wasn’t sure where I stood, I didn’t…”

“You're everything to me.” Alec panted and rolled his hips while Keyes’s fingers teased and toyed, pressing deeper into Alec’s heat.

“Everything?” Keyes asked, watching Alec’s body move against his hand.

“Everything.” His lover's voice sent shivers through his soul.

“I’ve wanted you so bad, Alec… I'm so fuckin’ hard for you. I can't wait to be inside you.” He had never spoken truer words in his life. Keyes gripped himself, adding the condom before positioning his eager cock. He slid forward in one deep, satisfying thrust.

Motherfucker, Alec felt good as his body clenched around him.

He ground his teeth as he closed his eyes and steeled his spine. Keyes had learned how best to seduce Alec; he just had to hang on long enough to do it right.

“Oh God, yes… That's it, baby,” Alec cried. Keyes pulled himself out, massaging Alec back open with his broad head. His body tensed and tightened, the tendons in his neck bulged under his restraint, and his breath panted from his lips.

“I wanna be with you always, like this, always.” His breath hitched as a deep growl built in his chest. No more words could form in his head. He tried to force himself to take it slow, but fuck, Alec was so tight and so welcoming. He pushed forward, gripping Alec's hips, digging his fingers hard into his man's skin.

“That’s it. Fuck me, Key,” Alec implored and pressed against him, bucking his hips, urging him on, harder and deeper. It felt so good. Keyes bucked, grabbing Alec’s shoulder, trying to hold him in place as he answered Alec’s call, pounding him harder. He filled Alec completely with every thrust.

His panting deepened, his thighs burned, and he ran his nose along Alec’s neck, licking at the trickle of sweat beading there before he whispered, “Feel me claiming you? You’re mine, Alec Pierce. Only mine.”

Those were promises he intended to keep. Sweat rolled down his chest as he bucked harder.

=?=

Alec gripped the rug beneath him, his knuckles white as he strained to keep Key's delicious momentum from pushing him forward. It had been way too long, and he was afraid it might end way too soon, because Key knew his body too well. Alec rose higher on his knees, trying to find that perfect position as Key pounded into him. Key's body moving in and out of his made him crazy, but he had to hold back, and Key wasn’t playing fair. His biker seemed determined to be last in receiving pleasure. A trait he normally loved about Key except he was just that determined to bring Key to his release first. But he had a problem with that plan—Jesus, Key’s need turned Alec the fuck on.

Alec had to think of something other than the sensation of that perfect cock sliding in and out of him, brushing against that spot inside him that made his body want to rush to the finish line. He also had to think of anything other than the sound of his lover’s body slapping against his.

Fuck, he was going to come….

No! Don’t think about the low sexy growls huffing just above him.

Think boring…

Code of criminal procedure…

Plaintiffs, plea bargains, due process, investigations…

Wiretapping…oh God, tap that ass… Alec groaned. He desperately needed a distraction. Baseball…no…no balls. God, his balls were tightening with his need. This wasn’t helping at all. The drag of Key’s cock sliding against his prostate sent stars shooting behind his tightly shut eyes.

Alec released the carpet scrambling for a better grip, he braced his arms above his head as one vigorous thrust threatened to send him tumbling forward. Fuck! Being with Key felt too good, too right.

Do.

Not.

Come.

Think…Einstein.

E = mc2 Energy and mass are equivalent and transmutable.

He had to make this feeling last. If he could just recite Einstein's theories over and over in his head… What was it again?