“Then fuck me,” Paul said, his voice rough with a raw hunger he hadn’t felt since before the accident. Heneeded, and only Devin could satisfy him.
With a feral smile, Devin grabbed the bottle of lube and the condoms and dropped them on the mattress. “Oh, I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t know where you end and I begin.”
Devin knelt between Paul’s legs and picked up the lube, popped the top, and coated his fingers. “I’ll go slow, since it’s been a while for you, right?”
“Yeah.” Paul shifted to stretch out beneath Devin more comfortably, and he reached out to stroke Devin’s thigh, wanting to maintain contact.
Devin capped the bottle and put it aside before rubbing his hands together to coat his fingers with lube. He encircled Paul’s cock with hand, giving him a teasing stroke, then pressed the fingers of his other hand gently against Paul’s opening.
“It’s been a while for me too.” Devin winked playfully. “But I’m picky. I was waiting for some really hot guy to come on the ship, and then there you were.”
The teasing made Paul gasp, but he relaxed as Devin prepared him, wanting to enjoy the process as well as the anticipation of Devin fucking him at last.
“I’m glad I meet your exacting standards,” he said, accepting the compliment for once rather than deflecting it. He knew Devin meant it, and that made all the difference.
“You definitely do,” Devin replied. He slowly pressed one finger into Paul, his dark eyes intense as he watched Paul’s expression. “I think you’re the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen, and that includes the buff cowboys I grew up with.”
“I beat out tight jeans and shit-kicking boots? High praise indeed,” Paul said, still caressing Devin’s thigh. He tilted his hips, offering better access, and gave a quiet hum of pleasure. “I’d better make sure I live up to it.”
“Trust me, I never knew I had a thing for the ‘conservative suit and tie’ thing until you showed up in the lounge that first night.” Devin grinned, easing his finger in and out, and he gave Paul’s cock another stroke. “I fantasized about you wearing some naughty silk boxers under those perfectly creased trousers.”
Paul squirmed, his face growing flushed as Devin teased him. “I used to,” he admitted. “In fact, I’ve gone commando a few times to enact a few office sex fantasies.”
Devin’s eyes gleamed, and he eased another finger into Paul’s body. “I like that idea. And I wouldn’t mind us playing ‘bartender and sexy patron’ sometime either.”
A slight burn accompanied the stretching this time, but Paul welcomed it. He’d missed this—missed the intimacy and pleasure of being prepared—and he didn’t bother trying to hold back a soft moan as his need spiked.
“I’m sure we could come up with all kinds of fun games,” he said.
“Oh, yeah, I’m sure we could.” Devin scissored his fingers, adding to the burn. “Since we’re both flexible in our preferences, that gives us a lot of options, doesn’t it? Say, for instance, if I were to deliver a bottle of wine to your suite, and you pushed me up against the wall, pinning me and ravishing me right there… I think I like that one.”
Paul thought about fucking Devin against a wall or bending him over a chair, and he broke out in a full body flush as arousal swept over him, his skin prickling with heat and need. “I do too.”
“Yeah?” Devin leaned in closer as he added a third finger, then slowly rotated his hand, stroking inside Paul. “Tell me when I find that magic spot.”
Paul let out an involuntary yelp when Devin stroked the sweet spot, and his breathing grew shallow and ragged. “There! Right there.”
Devin smiled wickedly and stroked the spot and Paul’s cock at the same time. “God, you look so sexy like this, Paul. Flushed and needy.”
Pleasure tension wound tighter and tighter with each stroke until Paul could do nothing but throw his head back on the pillow and writhe helplessly. “I needyou!”
“I need you too.” Devin reached for a tissue from the box on the nightstand. He wiped his fingers, which were trembling, before picking up one of the condoms. He ripped the package open and rolled the condom on, then picked up the lube again and applied more to his cock.
Devin braced himself on one arm and bent to kiss Paul firmly as he positioned himself and then slowly, slowly eased into Paul, filling him with hard heat. Paul parted his lips and moaned into the kiss as he surrendered to the welcome invasion. He slid his arms around Devin’s shoulders, holding him close, and he rocked his hips up to seat Devin even deeper. It had been so long, and he’d forgotten the exquisite pleasure of being fucked and filled, of bearing the weight of a warm, solid body atop his.
Devin moved slowly at first, as though giving Paul time to adjust. But Paul could feel Devin’s heart pounding and hear Devin echoing his moan. He nipped Paul’s lower lip and claimed Paul’s body with deep thrusts. Then Devin reached between their bodies to wrap his fingers around Paul’s cock, stroking him firmly and teasing the head of Paul’s cock with his thumb.
Paul cried out, no longer concerned about the thinness of the walls, and clamped his fingers on Devin’s shoulders, clinging desperately. He felt as if his chest were cracking open a little more with each thrust until his heart was bare and vulnerable. Still Devin moved, taking him faster and harder, driving him higher.
Devin drew back and stared down at Paul, eyes dark and intense, his face flushed with hunger. “Come for me, Paul. I want to see you.”
The encouragement was all Paul needed, and he held nothing back, wanting Devin to see the full measure of his desire, to see how much pleasure he was giving Paul. Need swept Paul to the edge of release, and Paul let himself fall, chanting Devin’s name like a litany.
“That’s it….” Devin’s voice was low and ragged, and the rocking of his hips slowed. He stroked Paul through his release, as though determined to wring every bit of pleasure from him. “God, you’re beautiful.”
Panting, Paul sprawled beneath Devin, his body limp with satiation. But he wanted to give Devin pleasure as well and to see Devin’s face suffused with ecstasy. He slid his hands down Devin’s back and clamped his hands on Devin’s ass, urging him on.
“Your turn,” he said, hooking his right leg around Devin’s hip. “I want to see you too.”
