“You do, eh?” Devin lifted his hand to his lips and licked his fingers. “Mm… tastes good.” Leaning down, he kissed Paul again as he began thrusting slow and deep.
Paul hummed into the kiss as he moved with Devin, his body relaxed and pliant. In that moment, he was willing to surrender anything Devin wanted to take.
It didn’t take long for Devin to speed up the movement of his hips, and he pulled back from the kiss, looking down at Paul, letting Paul see his desire and pleasure. Then his smooth movements became more desperate, until with a ragged cry he buried himself deep, throwing back his head as he shattered in Paul’s arms. A pleased little smile curved Paul’s lips as he rocked with Devin throughout his release, and he tightened his arms around Devin.
Releasing a low moan, Devin lowered himself and pressed his lips against the hollow of Paul’s throat. “I’ve died and gone to heaven.”
Chuckling, Paul smoothed his palms up and down Devin’s back in soothing strokes. “I’m no angel,” he said. “After what we’ve just done, I don’t think you are either.”
“No, my family will attest to that.” Devin raised his head and smiled at Paul with affection. “And that wasn’t anywhere near as naughty as I’d like to be with you.”
“I wasn’t planning on this being a one-shot,” Paul said, keeping his tone light. Even though his head knew pursuing anything more involved than a vacation fling would be difficult and ill-advised, his heart was harboring other ideas, and for once, he didn’t want to ignore it.
“Good, because I wasn’t either,” Devin replied. He rolled off Paul. “Give me a moment to get something to clean us up, and then we can cuddle. I hope you like to cuddle, because I really do.”
“You’re in luck,” Paul said as he settled in to wait. “I do like cuddling.”
“Perfect.” Devin pressed a kiss to Paul’s lips, then stood and walked into the bathroom. Paul heard running water, and then a few moments later, Devin returned with a hand towel and a damp washcloth. He sat down on the edge of the bed and gently cleaned Paul with the warm washcloth, then dried his skin with the hand towel. When he finished, Devin put both on the nightstand, then stretched out next to Paul, pillowing his head on Paul’s shoulder and throwing one arm across his waist. He released a contented sigh. “Heaven. I didn’t imagine it.”
Paul slid both arms around Devin, enjoying the closeness, and he nuzzled his cheek against Devin’s silky hair. Maybe Devin was right, because this was starting to feel like heaven to him too.
