by Elise Whyles
“Did you get your pass?” Luke pulled out the small book he carried for such occasions.
“Yes, sir. It’s on our windshield.”
A little towheaded girl beamed up at him, her front tooth missing. “Do you watch the animals?”
“I watch for fires.” Luke grinned. “And the animals,” he amended, seeing her crestfallen expression. “You folks take care. Don’t leave any food out; it’s bear country, and they have no problem destroying a car to get at it.”
“Thank you, we’ll take care,” the wife said. “We haven’t seen any, though.”
“Not uncommon. They tend to like the brush. Just make sure you don’t leave anything out, and you’ll do fine.” Luke tucked his ticket book away and cranked up the engine. “Have a pleasant stay.” He waved good-bye to the family and headed farther up the trail.
His mind wandered with every meter he put behind him. The desire to go back, to see just how far Sean was willing to take it, clawing for control. After the second missed turn, Luke sighed in resignation and turned around. He wasn’t doing a damn bit of good out here with his mind on other things.
Chapter 12
Luke shifted on the sheets. His arms were crossed beneath his head, his attention on the ceiling. Sean had still been sleeping when he’d gotten home, so he’d sat to do reports. The soft snore from the bedroom had proven to be too much of a distraction, and he’d spent a good portion of the morning just watching Sean sleep.
The man sprawled better than anyone he’d ever seen.
Luke heaved a tired breath, rolled over, and punched his pillow. He wanted Sean. Wanted the man in his bed, in his arms. Taking it slow would be a wise thing, but it didn’t ease the ache in his crotch. “Fuck.”
“Luke?” The low rumble of Sean’s voice drew him from his thoughts.
“Yeah.” He rolled over, staring at the door to his room. Sean hovered, his torso sticking in through the opening, shadows blanketing his expression.
“You awake?”
“Yeah, come on in.” Luke sat up, pushing his pillows behind him as he did so. He smoothed the sheet over his hips. Stifling a groan at the drag of cool cotton over his naked body, he forced himself to focus on the man in front of him, not on what his body was doing.
“I couldn’t sleep. That nap this morning means I doubt I’ll get much sleep tonight. Meant to ask you earlier if you’d seen anything on patrol today?”
“No.” Luke turned on the lamp. Sean vacillated near the open door, a pair of thin gray sweats clinging to his hips. The light from the hall fell on his bare chest and feet. He held a bottle of Coke in one hand, the other raked through his hair, and from the way it stuck up in disarray it wasn’t the first time. “I’m hoping he’s moved on.”
“I hope so too.” Sean shifted his weight from foot to foot, his eyes studying the room.
Something in the way Sean moved pricked Luke’s curiosity, and he frowned. Like a flash of light, it hit him. Sean hadn’t come to talk shop, but why he’d be in his room was something he could only guess at. Hoping he wasn’t wrong, that it was a case of inexperience at asking for what he wanted, Luke sighed. “That’s not why you’re in my room at…” Luke peered at his clock before focusing on Sean again. “One in the morning.”
“I, um, I don’t know.” Sean frowned, his head turning to look at the partially open bedroom door.
With a sigh, Luke grabbed his briefs off the floor and pulled them on. He patted the pillow top mattress next to him. “Come on, slugger, it’s late.”
The relief on Sean’s face was unlike anything he’d ever seen before. In the space of a heartbeat, Sean had hurried across the room to curl up on the bed, keeping the sheet beneath him and pulling the covers up.
Luke switched off the lamp and rolled over to hug Sean. He was as tense as a board, his body trembling. Luke pressed his lips to his shoulder and tugged the covers up over both of them. “Hey, whatever’s bothering you, it’s okay.”
*
Sean rolled over until he was on his back. “Why can’t I stop thinking?” He huffed an impatient breath. “I was thinking of what you said, about taking it slow, about being sure. And I am sure. I want you. I don’t know anything else, but I do know that much.”
Luke smiled, and propping himself up on one elbow, he stared down into Sean’s eyes. Sean’s heart tripped at the acceptance, the longing in Luke’s gaze. Why couldn’t it be a lot simpler? “Wanting isn’t bad, nothing saying you can’t want me,” Luke replied.
“Yeah, there is, a tiny little voice in the back of my head.” Sean trembled, his lips parted. Uncertainty played along exposed nerves. He clenched his teeth, his emotions exposed, raw. “Do you think you can give me a chance? I know I’m not experienced, but…”
The faint note of pain in his voice made him wince; he didn’t want Luke to see him as weak, or worse, to stop wanting him. Doubts were always worse when wrapped in shadows. His hang-ups were major ones, and he wasn’t too sure he could get around them. Would Luke give him a chance? Did he want more than just a friendship? The easy answer was hell yes. The hard one … he didn’t really know. It wasn’t clear to him where they were going, only where they were. Hovering on the cusp of an affair that could burn him to the ground if it didn’t work, but then that was the chance one took, wasn’t it?
“Experienced? I don’t have a string of lovers behind me, either. Been in a few relationships, hooked up a couple of times, but I’m not a marathon lover.” His thumb brushed against Sean’s jaw, skirting over his bottom lip. Quickly, before he could lose his nerve and Luke could escape, Sean darted his tongue out to taste the man whose bed he was in. The tiny caress shot straight to his cock, and he groaned.
“Luke?”
“You’re driving me crazy,” Luke rasped, his voice trembling with something Sean hesitated to name.
Sean drew small circles across his skin, teasing, brushing against his nipple until it was hard, the flesh underneath it hot. Luke moaned softly and rolled his shoulders to offer more, even as his eyelids drifted down. Sean wallowed in the sensations, in the response of his lover-to-be. Luke made light scratches of his nails over the nubbin hidden in the hair, flicking, torturing, before brushing over it completely. Calloused fingertips traced down his chest, over his ribs, drawing lazy circles, as they followed the lines of his body.
Each gentle touch stirred the embers of his own need. He shivered at the hard, hot press of Luke’s dick against his hip through the sheet. An answering hot wash of need coursed through his blood. His heart racing beneath Sean’s touch, Luke shifted, his toes rubbing against Sean’s ankle through the linen.
“You sure?” Luke asked as he tugged the sheet from between them, kicking it aside with the blanket.
“Yeah, yeah, I am,” Sean whispered. “As sure as I can be.”
Luke rolled away and turned on the bedside lamp again. He smiled at Sean. Puzzled, Sean frowned, lifting to prop himself on his elbows as Luke rifled through the drawer. The pale glow cast the room in gentle shadows, painting Luke in a golden light. Sean gasped at the sight of a small red square along with a tube, his ass clenching, his cock pulsing.
He shifted, leaning into Luke as he rolled to trap him in his embrace, his lips closing the distance between them. The rasp of stubble beneath his fingertips tickled even as his cock twitched, pulsing between their bodies. He groaned in pleasure as Luke used his teeth and lips to trace along his jawline, down his throat to his shoulder. His tongue painted the tendon while Luke trailed his hand down Sean’s chest, the sensation unbelievable.
Sharp hisses of pleasure escaped him, pushing him closer and closer with each nip at the tender flesh. Luke's teeth traced over the slight swell of his Adam’s apple, down his throat to his pulse point, drawing a shuddery moan. Sean grabbed his leg, his fingers digging into the hard muscle. Ragged pants filled his ears as Sean clenched at the bedding.
Luke rolled, pressing into Sean’s body, his groin against his thigh. Sean rocked his hips to inc
rease the friction as Luke firmed his tongue and flicked at a nipple. The flesh puckered beneath his ministrations. Sean felt as though he’d been hit with a bolt of molten heat. He groaned as Luke’s fingers scraped through his short hair, and he shivered as his lover pulled his head back, Luke’s tongue painting a path down his throat. The sharp tingles racing along his scalp raced down his spine to his sac. His shaft pulsed with need as he moved slightly, shifting to be pinned in place as Luke made love to his other nipple. Pinned, secure in his embrace, Sean felt the last feelings of fear fade from his mind to be replaced by heat, by lust and need. He screamed in pleasure when Luke bit into the soft flesh gently, his tongue tracing over the skin between his lips, his teeth.
Sean cried out, arching into his love-bite. The pleasure and confusion in his sounds seemed to drive Luke forward, his hand skating across ribs, across skin heating fully. Rapid motions of Sean’s fingers tugged at Luke as his lover traced over his hip to tease his aching shaft. Fingers flickered and danced over his ribs, over his hips, clutching at him. Sean jumped, groaning at the feel of fingers under his arms. He rested his forehead against Sean’s shoulder, his breath catching.
“Don’t stop.” Lust raced through Luke, too powerful for him to regret the tiny whimper slipping from beneath his iron control. Lifting his head, Sean met Luke's stare. Hot, potent, the look in them was enough to make Sean crazy. Inhibitions melted away, his body craved Luke’s with a mind-numbing desire. What the future held was irrelevant, instead, every atom, every ounce of his mind, his heart, his body, was focused on the man hovering over him. The care, the want in his eyes. Drawn to him, Sean groaned when Luke bent his head. His lips skimmed over Sean’s, taunting him. His tongue painted a path along the seam, lapping at the corners as if he were eating a tasty treat.
Sean gasped, his fingers digging into Luke’s body. Trembling, he shifted, moving his hips in a cautious roll. He tilted his head and moved his hand from Luke’s back to cup the back of his head. Clumsy, his fingers scraped through his short hair, holding him in place as he thrust his tongue into Luke’s mouth, deepening the kiss until there wasn’t room for a breath to slip between them.
Swallowing, Luke darted his tongue into Sean’s waiting mouth. Sean took full advantage, tasting him. Learning the secrets in the hot cavern. He shuddered as his mind pictured Luke going down on him, his mouth wrapped tightly around his hard cock, swallowing him whole.
*
Luke broke the kiss and rained kisses across Sean’s face, down his chest. His fingers tugged on the sheet between them. With a tortured groan, Luke reared back onto his haunches, ripping the offending piece of cotton away. He growled at the gray sweats tented so beautifully before him. Looking up, he stared into Sean’s eyes as he bent to grab the waistband in his teeth. Gently, he tugged them down, nuzzling into the hard dick. He moaned when the head popped free. Broad, flat, glistening with precum, it twitched beneath his stare.
Luke licked at it. The sensation was heady, sending Luke spiraling into a tangle of colors and emotions as stars exploded behind his eyes. Luke nuzzled into the fabric, pushing it aside to get to the tender flesh beneath. He buried his nose in Sean’s groin and inhaled, the action drawing a shudder. He lapped at his inner thigh, nipped at it.
The need swirled, building into a physical ache. He wanted more; wanted to take Sean into his mouth. Needed his hot, soft lips around his shaft. A sharp, keening wail sent a sharp wave of panic through him. Luke lifted his head and shot Sean a concerned glance. “Too much?”
Sean rolled his head on the pillow, his eyes squeezed shut, hands bunched in the pillow beneath his head. “No. I didn’t … more. Please. More.”
Luke petted him, his hands tracing over his body as he pressed a line of kisses from his sternum down. “Baby, we’re just getting started.” Luke ducked down, his fingers drawing the sweats away from Sean’s body. Luke’s hot mouth traced over his legs as the soft material eased down his legs until they reached his ankles. The gray material bunched in his fist, and he tugged them over his feet. Luke tossed them aside and returned to his task. He caught a flare of something in Luke's eyes … but it faded too quickly for him to recognize it as he lay panting.
He licked his way back up Sean’s legs and paused at his knees to spread tiny licking kisses. His fingers trailed higher, teasing the tender sac between his legs. Luke watched Sean's ass as he rubbed against the bed, his shaft jumping at the friction.
“So good, babe, you taste so damn good,” he whispered, his teeth nipping at Sean’s hip. He palmed Sean’s cock, the hot shaft jerking beneath his touch. With his thumb, he traced over the head, pressing against the tiny slit at the top, spreading the precum across the head. Hot, moist kisses trailed across pale flesh before he nuzzled into the flesh between Sean’s legs.
He lapped and slurped at the balls beneath the hard shaft. Carefully, he held the shaft up, pumping it slowly as he drew the tender sac into his mouth, rolling it around, before he let the sensitive skin slip from his lips, his tongue lapping along it with abandon.
“Luke!” Sean gasped, his legs falling apart. “God, don’t, more… Oh shit. Fuck. Yesss!”
Humming with the testicles in his mouth, Luke shot his lover a glance and felt a swell of emotion. Dazed, his green eyes smoky with desire, his lips parted, Sean was lost to his lust. His hips rolled beneath Luke’s touch, his inhibitions cast aside. Luke let go with a pop, rearing up onto his knees as he leaned forward. Palming Sean’s face, he pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. He held his gaze and reached between them, his hand closing around Sean’s boner. Shock, uncertainty, even a hint of fear colored Sean’s gaze as Luke pulled back.
“Shh.” Luke petted his chest, soothing the fear. He smiled at Sean, his hand pumping the hard shaft with care before sitting back.
“Luke.” Sean’s hand halted him for a second. Something shifted in his green eyes, warming them and chasing away the doubts. “I want to see you. I want to…”
Luke nodded and slid from the bed. Holding Sean’s gaze, he slid the white cotton briefs down his hips, groaning as the elastic brushed over the sensitive flesh of his cock. He fisted his length, pumping a couple of times before climbing back between Sean’s legs. Sitting back on his heels, he let Sean look his fill, his tongue darting out to lick his lips hungrily as he stared at Sean’s cock. The tip was moist, another pearl of liquid seeping out. The sight was more than Luke could stand. He moved, his lips parting on the head of Sean’s cock. Relaxing his jaw, he slid his mouth down over the throbbing flesh. Sean’s moans of pleasure soaked through his passion. Forming a ring with his middle finger and thumb, he wrapped it around Sean’s cock and slid it along the length.
His head bobbing, Luke swirled his tongue around the tip. Sean sucked in a breath, his body tensing like a bow. Pleasure spiked, coursing through Luke like a hot wave to settle in his groin. He moaned softly when the head of his cock brushed against the sheet. Fire lapped at him. His sac tightened, the pulsing in his lower back telling him he was on the edge.
Wanting Sean to come first, he swallowed, taking more of his length into his mouth. He toyed with his sac, scraping it lightly with his fingertips before rolling them between his fingers. Each motion sent Sean careening into another moan, another twitch of his body. His fingers tangled in the sheets, muscles and tendons straining in his neck as he struggled to hold it all in.
Luke glanced up, looking into Sean’s eyes, holding them steady as he inched off his cock. He pumped Sean’s shaft slowly, debating if he would scare Sean if he took things to the next level. Ignoring his own burning hunger, Luke focused on Sean, on pleasing him. Sticking a finger into his mouth, Luke sucked until he was sure it was wet enough. He chuckled when Sean’s breath caught as his finger painted a moist trail down to the crease of his ass. Light, barely there, his finger skipped over the tight flesh, delving into the crack, seeking his tight rosebud. Pressing against the pucker, he moaned when Sean jerked, his ass rolling on his finger. The muscles relaxed slowly, cl
enching with each inward press of Luke’s fingers before Luke bent his head. Letting his tongue follow the same path, he lifted Sean’s ass in his hands, bracing his back against his thighs. His tongue petted over the puckered flesh again and again until Sean was a tangled mess of sounds and movements. His body undulated beneath the torment at Luke’s hands and mouth. “Oh shit, yes, Luke, I’m gonna… Yes! More. Please. I want…”
Firming his tongue, Luke dabbed at Sean’s ass, teasing the opening until it relaxed before he sank in. He growled against the hot flesh, shuddering as the muscles contracted around his tongue. Sean’s voice a strangled scream as his cock jerked, his body arching off the bed as he came.
Luke soothed him down from his orgasm, licking, sucking at the delicious curve of Sean's ass as he worked his way toward the traces of Sean’s pleasure. Lapping at his cock he moaned softly, his hips rubbing against the sheet, his body coiled until with a guttural groan he came. Hot washes of pleasure raced through him, pounding like surf against his control until all he could see or feel was Sean. His body was wrapped tightly around him, his hands sliding in his hair, his lips parted in a wordless scream of bliss.
Panting harshly, Luke eased his weight to the side, his head pressed against Sean’s sternum. He winced at the cold wash of his ejaculate against his skin but didn’t have the energy to move. Wrapping an arm around Sean’s waist, he nuzzled into the man’s chest.
“Wow.”
“Yeah.” Luke closed his eyes, clinging to Sean. He’d never imagined it could be that good. That he could come just from watching another man orgasm under his touch. He pressed a kiss to the sweat-covered skin and sighed. Straightening up, he smiled and rolled from the bed. Carefully, he pressed a quick kiss to Sean’s lips, licking at them to taste his lover. “Be right back.” Jogging to the bathroom, he washed his hands and groin quickly before he grabbed a cloth, wet it, and headed back to the bedroom. He cleaned his lover carefully, pausing only once to lick at the still trembling flesh of Sean's abdomen after he’d finished. Satisfied they were both as clean as they could be, he tossed the towel away. Crawling into the bed, he tugged the sheet over them, pulling Sean tight against his body. Pressing a quick kiss to his shoulder, Luke reached for the lamp and cast the room in darkness.