I can’t.
Kage froze.
Cold sweat broke out on his skin and he had to clutch onto Finley’s ass cheek to retain his balance.
The last time he’d had penetrative sex was with Rohan.
Before he lost him.
Forever.
Kage forced himself to breathe and calm his flipping stomach. That was years ago and had nothing to do with this moment. Finley deserved so much more than Kage’s fucked up mind and deflated cock. He deserved everything. But Kage couldn’t give it to him.
Tears welled in his eyes. He still wanted Finley—all hot, willing, and broken.
They both were.
Thank fuck Finley was waiting, wiggling his cute ass but not questioning what was happening.
Kage scrambled off the bed and pulled out a new vibrator from a drawer packed with ready-to-use toys.
“Push out for me.” Kage lubed the dildo, slimmer than his cock, and shaped for a prostate massage. It would be better than his dick. He slid the head in and let Finley accommodate as he moaned into the pillow. “That’s right. Your beautiful cunt swallows it so well.”
With shallow thrusts, the toy went all the way in, leaving just the base. Kage tapped the button on it and revelled at how Finley’s moans drowned out the sound of the toy’s vibrations.
Finley pulled on the restraints, wriggling so hard he turned on his side. His eyes bounced around the room, then focused on Kage. Thankfully, Finley’s needy groans shot straight to Kage’s dick, reviving his libido, and hiding the evidence of his panic.
“Stay still.” Kage uncuffed Finley, flipping him to his back, and the big man followed his prompts without question.
He stilled when he caught Finley’s gaze, full of lust and vulnerability. With his tattoo-covered arms of solid muscle, Finley could overpower Kage in a second; yet he gave himself so freely. It was beautiful.
Nestling himself between Finley’s parted legs, Kage covered his body with his own, aligning their cocks. Finley’s was thick, and fit in his palm perfectly as he gave it a stroke, then another.
“Please.” Finley whimpered, thrusting into Kage’s grip.
Kage licked the straining cords of his sweaty neck, trailing his tongue up to his ear. “What are you asking for?” Begging for release in a moment like this was common, but something in Finley’s expression told him there was more to it. He pressed thebutton on the massager deep in Finley, and the vibrations grew so intense he could feel them in his position.
“Please, Kage.” Finley released a moan, his eyes rolling back before he focused on Kage again. “Sir, come with me.”
Oh fuck. The very words sent Kage spiralling closer to orgasm.
“Of course, my perfect Toy. Now touch me.” His voice was on the verge of a growl and his body was on fire in a way it hadn’t been for years.
Finley’s strong grip around Kage’s cock wrenched a cry out of him, and he buried his face in Finley’s neck. He inhaled the scent of Finley’s clean sweat and woodsy cologne and rutted against the man that made him feel more than he could handle.
Low moans and Kage’s name on Finley’s lips filled the air. It took a slight shift and Kage kissed Finley with everything that was in him: need, frustration, and unadulterated lust.
The passion in their connection was palpable. It crackled above and between them, and when Finley deepened the kiss, Kage’s cup spilled.
“With you,” was all he managed to say.
He thrust against Finley, jerking his cock faster as he began to come on his man’s abs. His body trembled, hot ecstasy filling it until he wasn’t sure if he wanted to cry, scream, or make love confessions.
Finley’s groan filled the room, his cock shooting ribbons of come over Kage’s hand while they both grappled for each other. They were falling off a cliff, and only one of them had a parachute.
Kage was sure it wasn’t him.
He reached down to retrieve the vibrator, which was still wreaking havoc on Finley’s sensitive flesh. Finley’s blissed-out expression and open arms made it impossible to pull away. Kage surrendered completely, and they nestled side by side, glued together by their come.
