by Ana Night
“You feel so good,” Gabe mumbled against Joker’s skin.
He felt Gabe’s hard cock against his ass and when Gabe thrust leisurely against him, a gasp fell from his lips. He turned in Gabe’s arms and cupped his cheeks, bringing their mouths together. Gabe walked backwards and Joker followed until they reached their bedroom.
“On the bed,” Joker ordered.
Gabe licked his lips, lust burning in his dark eyes. Gabe crawled onto the bed while Joker grabbed their supplies. He stopped at the foot of the bed to just watch Gabe. He was nothing short of beautiful. How Gabe had fallen in love with a man like him was a mystery to him. He was done questioning it, though.
He got on the bed and put the lube and condoms down next to Gabe’s left side. Gabe looked up at him as he placed himself between Gabe’s legs. He leaned down, putting his elbows on the bed, and stole a quick kiss.
“What do you want, Baby?” he asked as he pulled back.
“You. I want to fuck you,” Gabe said without a shred of uncertainty or doubt in his voice.
Joker let out a groan. Gabe sat up and motioned for Joker to turn around. He did so, getting on his hands and knees. Gabe brushed his hands down Joker’s back to his ass. Gabe squeezed his ass in his hands.
“This is all mine,” Gabe said, his voice sounding husky.
“All yours,” Joker agreed.
Gabe pulled his cheeks apart and said, “I’mma take good care of you.”
Joker opened his mouth but whatever he’d been about to say turned into a throaty moan when Gabe circled his entrance with his tongue. Joker’s eyes rolled into the back of his head when Gabe pushed his tongue inside. Joker was quickly reduced to a shivering mess as Gabe made a meal out of his ass. Gabe pulled back only to return a few seconds later, first with his tongue and then with a finger. Joker groaned and pushed his ass back against him.
“Fuck, Kerrigan.”
He heard the snick of the lube cap opening. Gabe pushed two fingers inside him, the burn mixed with pleasure leaving him panting for breath. Gabe took his sweet time getting him ready and it wasn’t until Joker was fucking himself on Gabe’s fingers and begging, that Gabe replaced his fingers with his cock.
Joker cursed, then forgot how to breathe as Gabe pushed inside, stretching him and filling him up so good. Gabe bottomed out and then stilled, rubbing his hands over Joker’s sides in a caress.
“That’s it, Baby. Just breathe,” Gabe said.
Joker groaned and moved forward, then rocked back onto Gabe’s cock, making both of them curse. He did it one more time, then Gabe grabbed him by the hips and started thrusting into him. He set a rough pace that had Joker making needy sounds in no time.
Gabe snapped his hips, the sound of skin slapping nearly drowning out their soft groans and gasps. Gabe pulled back until the head of his cock stretched the ring of muscle. Joker hissed, then cursed when Gabe pulled all the way out. He didn’t get to complain before Gabe pushed him. He fell to his side and then rolled to lay on his back. Gabe grabbed a pillow and shoved it under Joker’s hips, then he was back between his legs.
“Want to look at you when you come,” Gabe said.
Joker licked his lips and wrapped his legs around Gabe’s waist, forcing him to lean down over Joker. Gabe wore a wicked smile as he crushed his mouth over Joker’s. He licked into Joker’s mouth while his hand guided his cock to Joker’s entrance. Joker groaned into Gabe’s mouth as he filled him up.
Gabe grabbed the backs of Joker’s thighs, pushing his legs against his chest. Their kiss was a clash of tongues and teeth, like neither could get enough of the other. Joker dug his fingers into Gabe’s shoulders as Gabe pounded into his ass. Each thrust, each cry of pleasure, drove him closer to the edge but he never wanted it to end.
Breaking the kiss, Gabe let go of Joker’s legs and Joker wrapped them around Gabe’s hips, holding on tightly. Gabe snapped his hips, hitting Joker’s prostate. Unintelligible words fell from Joker’s lips and he arched his back trying to take Gabe deeper. He wrapped a hand around his cock, his strokes hard and fast.
“Joker,” Gabe breathed.
He jerked his eyes up to meet Gabe’s gaze. What he saw there made his heart do crazy things in his chest.
“I know, Baby. I know.”
“I love you,” Gabe said.
He knew he didn’t deserve Gabe’s love—at least not yet—but that didn’t stop him from wanting it, from needing to hear him say it.
“Again,” Joker begged.
“Fuck,” Gabe gasped. “I love you.”
“I love you. I love you so god damned much,” Joker said.
Pleasure curled his toes, making him cry out. He came between them, spurting all over their chests. He threw his head back, a loud moan escaping him.
Gabe came almost right after him, his thrusts losing rhythm. He grunted Joker’s name as he snapped his hips one more time. Gabe collapsed on top of him and he just wrapped his arms around him. Their breaths were ragged, and it took a while before they were both breathing normally again.
Gabe put his hands on the bed and pushed his upper body off of Joker. Gabe glanced between them, a smile teasing his lips.
“You made quite a mess,” Gabe said and glanced up at Joker.
“You do that to me.”
Gabe grinned and ran a finger through the come on Joker’s chest, bringing it to his lips. Gabe sucked the finger into his mouth with a needy moan. Joker had Gabe on his back the next second, claiming his mouth in a deep, hungry kiss.
He pulled back to stare into Gabe’s loving gaze.
“I love you,” he said.
Gabe smiled up at him. “I love you, too, Kerrigan.”
One thing was for certain; he was never gonna tire of Gabe. He loved everything about him. Whatever it took, he was going to make damned sure he deserved Gabe. Gabe was his and he was never going to let him go again.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
ANA NIGHT is a writer of LGBT, romance, fantasy, mystery, and suspense. Yes, it’s a lot, but she loves all of it. She’s an avid reader, who has loved the written word since she first discovered it.
Ana is all for love stories—as long as there’s some sort of action involved, be that sword fights, crime solving, or anything in between.
When she’s not writing, you can find her either with her nose buried in a book, singing and dancing like a lunatic, or out in the world, causing trouble.
Ana lives in Denmark, where she spends a lot of time running from her ninja kitty—that thing goes for the ankles—and getting lost in the woods with her horse.
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This is a work of fiction. All characters, names, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to persons living or dead, business establishments, events or places is purely coincidental.
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Joker
Copyright © 2019 Ana Night
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Digital ISBN: 978-1-39346-748-9
ISBN: 978-1-08286-378-3
ASIN: B07VQSBQLC
First edition, August 2019