by Trina Lane
His skin was hot and the clothes bothersome. He wanted to feel the expanse of Ryan’s bare body against him. He rubbed against Ryan as if he were a cat. He vaguely heard the ding of the elevator as it reached his floor but didn’t want to break their connection. Apparently, Ryan thought the same because he pushed out against wall and spun Ethan around. Their mouths finally separated as breathing became a necessity.
“Wrap your legs around me,” Ryan growled.
Ethan gave a little jump and did as told. He was amazed when Ryan lifted him so easily. Despite Ethan’s leaner build, they nearly matched in height.
“Which way?” Ryan asked.
“Right. Last door on the left.”
Ethan latched his lips onto Ryan’s neck and sucked, careful not to leave a mark but making sure to get a good taste of the man he craved. His tongue licked, and his teeth nibbled on the salty skin. The lingering scent of aftershave tantalised him, and he burrowed his nose below Ryan’s jaw. When they reached his doorway, he reluctantly untangled himself from Ryan’s hold.
“I’ll give you the tour later. My bedroom is to the right of the entrance.”
They shoved their way inside. He threw his keys on the table, barely remembering to secure the door behind them. Taking Ryan’s hand, he dragged him into the bedroom and stopped at the foot of his king size bed.
Ryan’s hands were already at the hem of Ethan’s shirt, lifting and tugging it over his head. When Ethan finally freed his arms, Ryan threw it somewhere over by the windows, repeating the motion with his own jersey. Ethan groaned as the sight of Ryan’s wide, bare chest. There was a tattoo above his right pectoral muscle, but Ethan couldn’t distinguish what it was in the dark. His gaze zeroed in on the brown nipples, and he sucked one into this mouth.
Ryan’s hands buried themselves in Ethan’s hair for a moment, and Ethan cried out at the sensation then got busy undoing the button and zipper of his jeans. He kicked his way out of the offending garment and his briefs.
He sank to his knees, working on the fastening of Ryan’s jeans. When the buttons were finally open, Ryan’s long, thick cock fell out to greet him.
Oh fuck, Ryan is bare.
Ethan pushed the material down Ryan’s hips and looked up at the sex god before him.
“Is it safe?”
Ryan ran his hand through Ethan’s hair. “Yeah, I’m clean.”
One hand cupped Ryan’s smooth balls while the other fisted the large erection. Ethan tilted his head and ran his tongue over the globes, slipping them into his mouth one at a time. His tongue glided over the satin-soft skin then he flattened it licking up to the crest where he was greeted with salty-sweet moisture. He opened and sucked the large round head of Ryan’s cock into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the flange and dipped into the weeping slit.
“Oh, that’s it. Suck me.”
Ethan opened his jaw as much as possible and sank down on the hot thick column of flesh filling him. He’d mastered the art of deep-throating long ago, and his lovers all appreciated the diligent practice.
“Holy Christ, E!”
Ah, another satisfied customer.
He hollowed his cheeks as his lips rose up the long cock, swiped his tongue over the head and descended to the root one more time. His throat constricted as he swallowed, and he heard Ryan’s deep moan above his head. He continued his up-and-down movements, even using his teeth to nip on the tender flesh and exert extra pressure on the base.
Ryan exclaimed his pleasure at the added sensations. His hands once again buried in Ethan’s hair as the trim hips began to thrust. Ethan closed his eyes and savoured the sensation of having his mouth fucked, but he wanted to feel Ryan buried inside him when they came this first time together. He looked up and caught the blue-grey gaze of his lover to convey his desire.
Ryan pulled out and lifted Ethan under his arms to once again align their bodies. Their lips met in a tender kiss, a dissimilar sensation to the primal grabs and thrusts they’d so far shared. Arousal ripped through Ethan’s system. He separated their lips, sat on the bed then scooted backwards until he could reach the bedside table. Ryan knelt on the down-filled comforter and crawled up to loom over his body. Ethan finally got his hand on the lube and a condom and held them out.
“I know you said you’re clean, but I don’t bareback. Not until I’m committed to my life partner.”
“Good, neither do I.”
He handed Ryan the rubber, watching as he tore open the foil pack with his teeth then sheathed his cock in rapid succession. Ryan flipped open the cap of the lube and squeezed out a liberal dollop. The cool gel slicked around the skin of Ethan’s hole. Ryan leant forward and captured his cock between firm lips. One finger pushed through the ring of Ethan’s anus. The finger moved around quickly and a second joined when he begged for more. Ryan continued to suck while he stretched him. Three fingers now slid in and out of his ass. The burn was exquisite, and his body demanded more.
“Fill me, Ryan. I want that long, thick cock inside me now!”
Ryan lined up the head with Ethan’s pulsating opening then lifted his legs over the thick forearms braced on his bed. Ryan pressed forward, and the blunt head of that perfect cock pushed at Ethan’s opening. It paused only a couple of inches in.
“Oh god, don’t stop Ryan. Please give me it all.”
“Not stopping. Couldn’t even if…fuck me, you feel good.”
Ryan’s thick cock continued to fill him deep. The burn sent welcoming sparks of sensation across his nerve endings. Ethan pressed down and impaled himself, crying out at the feeling when Ryan’s cock surged to the hilt and round full balls slapped against his ass. Those globes bounced against him as Ryan thrust hard. Ethan reached back and grabbed the railing of his iron bed frame.
“Harder…harder…” He lifted his legs over Ryan’s shoulders so the man could get deeper. Ryan’s hips sped up. The sound of their skin slapping against each other and the scent of sex filled the moonlit bedroom. Ryan pegged his prostate and stars burst behind Ethan’s eyes. “Fuck me!”
Ryan’s cock pistoned in and out of him at a blinding pace. Sweat dripped down of his nose to land on Ethan’s chest.
“Yes…yes. You feel so fucking good,” he panted.
“Soon,” Ryan warned.
Ethan’s orgasm closed in. His spine tingled, his balls pulled up tight against his body. Ryan adjusted the angle of his thrusts and stroked right over Ethan’s gland, causing him to scream as he came without a single touch to his cock. Waves of ecstasy rolled over him short-circuiting his brain. Cum coated his stomach and chest.
Ryan pounded inside him several more times then the large body stiffened. Ryan’s back and head arched, the tendons in his neck standing out as a slash of moonlight landed directly on his torso in that moment as he roared out his climax. Ryan’s cock pulse deep inside Ethan, and for the first time in his sexual history, Ethan wished nothing separated their bodies.
* * * *
They lay in bed for awhile savouring the euphoria. Ethan’s eyes were closed, and his head rested on Ryan’s chest. One long muscled arm held him close and lazily rubbed his back.
Ethan shifted onto his side, lifting his head and rested it on his hand. “Tell me about the tattoo?”
“It’s an Aztec Sun. I got it shortly after being accepted by the bureau. The Aztecs believed that the sun was the guardian of heaven. Heaven may be a lofty goal, but I’ve always pictured myself a guardian, so I went with it.”
“It’s beautiful. The detail of the centre medallion and in the individual flames is very good.” He rolled onto his back but turned his head to face his new lover. “You want to see the rest of the place now?”
“Yeah.” Ryan looked over at the clock next to the bed then back at Ethan. “I hate to say it, but I can’t stay tonight. I have to be at the office by seven-thirty tomorrow morning, and everything I need is at home.”
“I kind of figured that. How about we have a drink then I’ll take you home?” Ethan
sat up to roll out of bed but was halted when one of Ryan’s arms wrapped around his waist. He was pulled back into Ryan’s torso and lips nibbled up and down his neck.
“I want to stay with you. I wish nothing more than to fall asleep with you wrapped in my arms.”
Ethan figured Ryan thought maybe he was upset about having to leave. “I understand, I do. This wasn’t planned, and we’re both adults who have demanding jobs. Falling asleep with you does sound wonderful. We’ll just have to plan better in the future.” He knew he was being rather presumptuous, but being with this man felt right in a way he’d never experienced with guys he’d dated in the past. Ethan leaned his head back on the round muscled shoulder behind him and lifted his head for a kiss.
Their lips met and tongues came out to play. Ryan’s hand cupped his cheek as the kiss deepened, and their bodies fell back onto the bed. Ethan arched into the warm expanse of skin covering him, savouring the weight pushing him into the mattress. They moved back and forth against each other, tongues sliding in and out of each others mouths. Ryan broke away and nuzzled along Ethan’s cheek and neck, licking along his Adam’s apple and in hollow at the base of his throat. Ethan’s cock hardened once again, and he gasped as a hand encircled it. His hips thrust up instinctively seeking more.
Ryan grasped Ethan’s cock, giving it a few firm strokes. For a lean man, Ethan had a nice thick cock. It’s length almost a match to his. He continued to stroke the hot hard flesh. He latched onto one of Ethan’s nipples and sucked hard.
“Yes!” Ethan exclaimed.
Ethan’s hands buried in Ryan’s hair, holding Ryan against his lightly muscled chest. Ryan flicked his tongue against the firm nub and slid his thumb across the silky head of Ethan’s cock smearing the slippery liquid glistening on the tip. Another long slow stroke ended with a twist of the sensitive crown.
“Oh God.” Ethan’s head arched back further into the mattress, and he swallowed hard as his hips thrust upward.
Ryan moaned around the nipple filling his mouth. His cock ached for attention, and he flexed his hips against his lover’s muscled thigh. His hand stroked, and his thumb pushed against the slit on the head of Ethan’s cock.
“Faster…” Ethan thrust faster in rhythm to the strokes on his cock, emphasising his demand.
He continued to rub himself against Ethan’s thigh in sync with his hand. His head lifted from where it had been attached to bury in the thick locks of Ethan’s hair. He slid his arm under the arched neck and pulled their bodies closer together. Ryan’s lips floated over Ethan’s temple and down his cheek, finally finding their match. Ethan’s mouth opened under his, and Ryan sipped from the sweet recess.
“Soon…gonna,” Ethan voice rasped.
Ryan’s head ducked back down, and he bit the hard nipple waiting for him. A cry filled the air, and liquid heat covered his hand. His hips thrust twice more, and he shot his release against the firm leg beside him. He milked Ethan’s cock until his lover’s body stopped shaking.
Ethan’s mind floated back to earth when he heard a dark, husky voice in his ear.
“You are so fucking hot when you come.”
His body was covered in sticky cum from both his and Ryan’s climaxes. It was going to start itching soon, but for now, he rolled closer to his lover and burrowed into the man who gave him so much pleasure.
“Guess we used up our time for that drink, huh?” Ethan teased.
“There’s always time for one last drink.”
Ethan sat up and slid to the edge of the bed. He padded over to his bathroom and waited a moment until the water filling his vessel sink warmed to above freezing temperatures. Once satisfied, he dampened a cloth, then wiped away the traces of their passion. He retrieved another cloth from beneath the vanity, moistened it then carried it back into the bedroom then cleaned Ryan’s cock for him. He placed a little kiss on the soft flesh then threw the cloth in the hamper on the other side of the room. They dressed, but Ryan stopped him when he went to pull on his jeans.
“You don’t need to drive me all the way home and come back. Stay, I’ll catch a cab.”
The idea of staying home was pleasing, but Ethan didn’t want to go back on his word. He’d told Ryan he would take him home since he’d kidnapped him.
Ryan walked up to Ethan and gave him a soft kiss. “It’s okay, I don’t mind.”
Ethan smiled and gave Ryan a kiss of his own. “Come on. I’ll give you the two cent tour before you leave.”
The floor was cold under Ethan’s feet as he turned on the canned lights in the hallway ceiling. The soft glow highlighted the hardwood. When they reached the end of the hallway leading to the main loft area, the first thing in line of sight was the galley-styled kitchen. It had contemporary wood cabinets, granite countertops and a tall breakfast island jutting out at a perpendicular angle housing the sink and dishwasher on the opposite side. Off to the right was the entertainment area with his oversized leather sofa and flat screen television. He’d placed his office area against wall that separated his bedroom and bathroom from the main living area. Last but not least, he showed Ryan his deck with a view of the downtown skyline.
“What do you think?”
“I love it. The exposed red brick throughout the place, the hardwood floors, the exposed venting. It’s warm unlike some loft spaces that are all modern and cold. The artwork you chose complements everything, too. How high are these ceilings, and how many square feet do you have?”
Ethan preened at Ryan’s compliments. “I think they’re twelve feet, and I have a little over a thousand square feet of usable space. What’s your place like?”
Ryan tugged Ethan into his arms and kissed him. “You’ll just have to come over and see for yourself.” He smiled. “It has some similar elements. Exposed brick and hardwood floors, but my bedroom is in an upper loft area, and I have a decorative fireplace. There are three main areas all separated by steps. My kitchen isn’t nearly this nice, and I don’t have a deck, but we do have a courtyard. I don’t spend much time out there though.”
“It sounds nice.”
“It’s served me well for the last several years, but I’m not particularly attached to it.”
Ethan separated from Ryan’s hold and walked over to where he kept his decanter of Irish whisky. He poured each of them a finger and carried it over, handing the lead crystal glass he’d inherited from his grandmother to his lover. They stared at each other as they sipped the warm, spicy liquor. Silence filled the darkened space.
When they’d finished, Ethan took the glass and set it on the island. Then he took Ryan’s hand and led him back down the hall to the front door. He leaned in and kissed Ryan, his hand secure to the back of the other man’s neck. The slow, deep meshing of mouths was erotic and spine tingling. When they pulled apart, their noses together, he gave Ryan one last peck. “I’ll see you later.”
“You can count on it.”
Chapter Four
Two days later, Ryan leant back in his office chair and looked out the window. The sky was grey and overcast. It had been freezing when he’d stepped out for lunch a couple of hours ago. He squinted then stood to move closer to the window. He peered out into the maze of buildings that made up government centre.
That can’t be… I’ll be damned it is snow.
Fat flakes floated past the window. He hadn’t heard anything about snow being predicted today. It certainly was cold enough for it though.
I wonder how many inches we’ll get?
He walked back over to his desk and pulled up the internet to check the radar. A bulletin flashed across the top. Meteorologists predicting unexpected snowfall may reach ten inches.
Disgusted he slumped down into the seat.
Snowfall had been a fact of his entire life. He preferred having some notice though. He wondered if Ethan drove to the office. How did his car handle in poor weather? His shoulders and neck tensed at the thought of Ethan driving around in the snow in a car not designed to handle the bad conditi
ons. He pulled his chair into the desk and grabbed the phone. Dialling the number for Ethan’s office, he waited with bated breath. Two rings later, he heard the extension picked up.
“Ethan Harrison.”
“Hey, it’s me.” The tension in his neck and shoulders dissipated at the sound of Ethan’s relaxed and cheerful voice.
“Hi! To what do I owe this pleasure?”
“Just wanted to talk. I’ve been sitting here all day attempting to review case files, and my mind keeps wondering. I keep thinking about the other night.”
Ethan chuckled, “I know the feeling. I think I’ve read the same deposition three times. I read a sentence and some random word sparks a memory. My cock has been half hard all day. Hey, did you see the snow?”
Ethan sounded excited like a little boy.
“Yeah, they’re predicting ten inches. Where the hell did this snow come from?”
“Well, to the best of my knowledge, it comes from the sky, but I couldn’t give you a definitive answer beyond that.”
He snorted at the ridiculous comment. “Smartass.” He flicked the D.B. Cooper bobble head his administrative assistant had given him last Christmas. “Did you drive to work?”
“Yes, I normally do. I have to walk too far on either side of the ‘T’ stations to make it worthwhile, especially in winter.”
“How does your car handle in the snow? Considering the surprise they may not have all the streets cleared very quickly.” He didn’t want to sound too overprotective, but he needed to know that Ethan would be safe on the way home.
“It’s front-wheel drive, so I do okay as long as I take it slow.”
Ryan closed his eyes and said a silent prayer. “All right, just be careful.”
“I will, you too, yeah?”