Ryker wiped crumbs off his chest and placedthe empty tray on the nightstand.“Considering we’ve just startedwriting book one, I don’t know.Maybe?It could be cool.Maybe wecould take a weekend trip together and see if it inspires both ofus.”Ryker flushed.“I mean, if that’s something you want to do.Ifyou think it’s a good idea.Or not.Fuck!”Ryker grabbed the sheetand pulled it over his head to hide.
Wes was totally charmed by Ryker’s fluster,and he yanked the sheet back.
“Don’t hide from me, hot stuff,” he teased.“And, yes, a weekend trip with you is definitely a good idea.”Hepaused.“It’s not just what I want.It’s what I need.”Wes reachedover and took Ryker’s warm cheeks in his hands, giving him a sweetkiss.
Ryker rested their foreheads together.“Areyou okay?”he asked quietly, rubbing his hand down Wes’s thigh andover his ass.
Wes gave a big sigh and leaned in, nuzzlinghis nose on Ryker’s stubbled cheek.“It was perfect,” he saidhoarsely.“My ass is sore, but that’s because I haven’t bottomed inquite a while.But it was… I’m a writer who can’t come up withenough words for how good it was.”He reached for Ryker again,kissing his swollen pout.“It was so good, love, that I want to doit again and again,” he whispered as he pushed Ryker down on thebed.
Wes deftly removed Ryker’s track pants andkissed his way up long calves and taut thighs that were lightlydusted with dark hair, and finally, finally over to Ryker’s longcock, which was leaking and begging for attention.Wes licked thelarge vein on Ryker’s prick, teasing just under the head, thenswirling his tongue up and around.
Ryker’s hands reached for Wes, tugging hishair to lift his head.
“I’m too amped up for a slow seduction.Hurry up and fuck me,” Ryker panted, rolling over onto his stomachand rising up to his knees.Wes took a moment to look his fill atRyker’s firm ass, then bent over to kiss and nip each perfect cheekbefore moving over to his crease.Wes spread Ryker’s ass cheeks andswallowed hard at the sight of his lover’s tight hole.He leanedforward and licked him from taint to tailbone.
“Wes!”Ryker cried out.
Wes lubed up his fingers and pressed one,then another inside Ryker, crooking them to peg his prostate.
Ryker’s body jolted.“Wes, please,” hewhimpered.
Wes obeyed his lover, lubing himself up.Hegot on his knees and lined up his cock with Ryker’s hole, pushingin at a slow, steady pace, the unreal heat and tightness of Ryker’sbody enveloping Wes’s dick so good, he never wanted to leave.Wesplaced one hand on Ryker’s shoulder and the other on his waist,then tilted his hips and began thrusting at a punishing tempo.
“Touch yourself,” Wes demanded, and Rykercomplied, using his right hand to tug his cock.
Wes slid his hand from Ryker’s shoulder downthe middle of his back, touching the colorful tattoos of the moon,the sun, and, finally, the blazing comet, tracing its fiery pathdown until he reached his ass.It was just one more beautiful partof this man he was so crazy about.
“You’re mine,” Wes murmured as he squeezedRyker’s ass.“Say it.”
“Yes,” Ryker whispered.“I’m yours, onlyyours.”
“Mine,” Wes grunted, changing the angle, hiships moving at a furious pace.
“Yes, don’t stop!”Ryker moaned as he pumpedhimself with his hand, faster and faster, and Wes obliged.Wesneeded Ryker to come first, always first.His lover’s pleasure wasparamount.He punched his hips forward again, and suddenly, Ryker’shole clenched tighter around Wes’s cock.
“Wes!”Ryker screamed.
Wes felt his balls tighten in response, andhe gave himself over to his orgasm, the overwhelming heat ofRyker’s depths his undoing.“Baby!”Wes yelled out as the intenseheat of his cum filled up Ryker’s ass.Heslowed his movements, running his hands all over Ryker’s back andass.
Ryker collapsed on the bed and Wes followed.He stretched his larger body over Ryker, their hot skin joined fromhead to toe.Wes put his hands over Ryker’s, interlocking theirfingers, then placed soft kisses on Ryker’s shoulders and neck,reveling in the feeling of total bliss.
“Too heavy?”Wes asked between deepbreaths.
“Just right,” Ryker murmured, tightening hisfingers, then slowly drawing Wes’s palm to his lips and kissing itgently, sweetly.Wes’s body quivered at the intimate gesture.
“Just right” summed it up perfectly.Thismoment, this man, and everything Wes felt when they were togetherwas just right.
Chapter Twenty-One
Ryker
Ryker and Wes fell into a deep sleep aftertheir second round of lovemaking.Ryker woke up shortly afterseven, his body still wound tight around Wes, their legs and armstangled together as Wes snored gently.Ryker took the opportunityto quietly study Wes’s beautiful face, taking in the long lashesfanning out over freckled cheekbones, the swollen lips, the darkblond stubble.He still couldn’t believe that Wes had changed hisitinerary and flown out here.For him.Ryker was so affected bythis man, he was at a loss for words.Ryker fell a little bit morein love every minute they spent together.Was this crazy?A badidea, given their work partnership?Should he be worried?
Yes, yes, and yes.
But for once in his life, Ryker ignored hisrational brain and let his feelings guide him.
But the sexy morning wake-up Ryker hadanticipated with Wes was rudely interrupted by Spock pushing openthe bedroom door, jumping on the bed, and licking their faces.
