Order (Tattoos and Ties Duet #2)(61)

As Alec situated himself, the tease wiggled his ass impatiently. Keyes rolled the condom down his cock, and with his teeth, he ripped the packet of lube open then spit out the corner as he squeezed the slick gel on his fingers.

Alec tensed as Keyes used his finger to push the cool lube into his lover’s heat. He bent forward, kissing the warm skin of Alec’s back, before running his nose up the side of Alec’s neck, drawing in his fresh, clean scent. “God, you smell fuckable.”

Alec’s husky chuckle rumbled against his chest. “Fuckable?”

“Mmm-hmm. Extremely…fuckable,” he confirmed against Alec’s ear as he slid his cock up and down Alec’s crease. Keyes positioned himself, and Alec leaned forward, his hands dropping to the ground to maintain his balance. Oh yeah, the bent position made it even easier for Keyes to enter Alec.

A small desperate whimper escaped his lips as Alec’s body yielded to his and he pushed past the outer ring of muscle. All that welcoming heat engulfed him. The restraint it took to keep from slamming his hips home bordered on complete torture. Sweat beaded on his forehead and his legs shook as he fought for control, but Keyes held himself still, letting Alec’s body adjust to the invasion.

“Fuck.” Alec breathed out and started to move, forcing Keyes to hold his hips still.

“Need a sec.” He was too turned on, without a minute to settle himself, he’d come before he got Alec off. Once he regained his composure and the overwhelming urge to come subsided momentarily, he moved in and out of Alec’s body. Slow and deep, the heat drawing him in and squeezing him until he couldn’t hold back any longer and started to fuck his lover with renewed intensity.

“Right there, baby.” Alec panted.

Alec moved with him. Sex was a spiritual thing with them. Their chemistry had always been so perfect that he was sometimes afraid it couldn’t be real. Alec moaned as he pushed in, rocking his hips deeper and faster, needing to feel Alec quiver around him.

He braced himself, using the side step of the truck for balance as he slammed his hips into Alec’s body faster and faster. Keyes let himself go, pumping mindlessly into all that tightness. Unintelligible words and mumbled sounds fell from Alec’s lips that he couldn’t quite make out but fueled his need for more.

Keyes gathered Alec into his arms and pulled his lover up, thrusting with purpose as Alec’s back met his chest. Alec angled his head and insistent lips met his, parting instantly to welcome his tongue inside. Alec’s tongue slid along his, teasing and probing. Damn, the man could kiss. Alec had him balancing on a thread. He wanted to crawl into Alec’s soul and stay there forever. No one could make him feel like this, so powerful, yet completely out of control.

“You make me mad with need. Want you to feel half of what I feel when I’m with you.” He slid his hand down Alec’s stomach and took his man’s leaking cock in his palm. Keyes stroked in time with his thrusts. “I’ve never felt as needy as I do with you. I could stay buried in you like this forever.”

If only he could. It was just a matter of time before he succumbed to the intense pleasure vibrating though his body. His resolve slipped away with every thrust of his hips.

Alec shouted his name as his dick jerked against Keyes’s palm and hot come warmed Keyes’s fingers. Alec’s ass clenched around him, making stars cascade through his field of vision. White-hot fire shot up his spine and curled him over Alec’s rigid form as he sank into his lover one last time. His orgasm hit him like a bullet train, almost causing him to black out from the force of his release.

=?=

Key’s dick slipped from his ass, and even then, Alec had to wiggle to wake his heavy biker from the trance he’d fallen into. He jerked and grunted, using Alec’s body to help lift himself up, his brawny arms then circled Alec around his waist like a vise, pulling him along as he sat back on his heels. Then he buried his face in the crook of Alec’s neck.

Yeah, he liked Key just like this. Alec’s hand came up, his fingers tangling in Key’s long hair as he kept his man right there with him. “You’re incredible. Had I known, I would’ve given you this truck months ago.”

He got the desired results—Key chuckled almost silently and those sinful lips pressed against his skin, heating a path to his ear where he whispered, “Thank you. I’m sorry about my freak-out.”

Alec tucked his chin to his chest and smiled, letting Key’s warm breath and strong hold caress across his soul. Dear lord, he’d found his perfect one.

“Let’s go inside. You’re starvin’ me.”

Neither made a move, though. They stayed just like they were.

“Maybe just five more minutes.”





Alec sighed as he stood backstage with his siblings and their significant others, waiting to take the stage at his father’s political watch party where Representative Pierce was humbly accepting his party’s nomination, again. Apparently, Key wasn’t the only one of them to be pressured into doing things based on guilt.

How Alec had let himself get roped into this was truly beyond him. His parents hadn’t even asked him to attend. His father’s campaign manager had phoned a little over five hours ago, wondering why he hadn’t made it to Austin yet. Out of nothing more than guilt—absolutely not because of his father yelling at him in the background—Alec had dropped everything and rushed out the door, driving through rush hour traffic from downtown Dallas to Austin, Texas.