“I don’t want you to do anything out of sense of obligation, Will. Yes, we agreed you would help out around the house in exchange for room and board, but that doesn’t include sexual favors.”
Will frowned as he lifted his head. “I would never—” He snapped his mouth closed when Hector raised an eyebrow. Will realized he couldn’t protest being labeled a whore, because he had tried to sell his body before. “This is different.”
“How?”
“Because I wasn’t thinking about money or food or having a roof over my head. I didn’t want something in return.” Well, he did. He wanted to feel Hector’s cock pounding into his ass, but he wanted to feel it because that was what they both wanted, not out of some stupid obligation. “I said I wouldn’t do it again.”
“That would be really sad.”
Huh?
Will peeked up at Hector. He tried to read the man’s expression, but all he could see were those beautiful lips heading right for his mouth. Will groaned when Hector clasped his face between his hands and drew him closer, pressing their lips together. Hector swept his tongue across Will’s lips. They parted with a deep sigh from Will.
The first tentative kiss was gentle, sweet, and almost chaste. Hector bent lower, mating their mouths together, exploring Will’s. Their lips parted, only for a brief moment.
When their lips met again, it wasn’t the slow tender and gentle kiss it had been before. This time it was out of control, frantic, needy. Will felt Hector’s groan as a tingle in the pit of his stomach.
Hector grabbed him, holding on to his hips as though he thought Will might escape. Except that Will had no intention of trying to escape. He had no intention of going anywhere. He was right where he wanted to be—wrapped in Hector’s arms.
“Will, tesoro,” Hector whispered against his lips, “please. Come upstairs with me?”
Will couldn’t deny the deep need he could see in Hector’s brown eyes, especially since it mirrored his own. He nodded enthusiastically and climbed to his feet before racing for the stairs. He could hear Hector right behind him.
When they reached the bedroom, Will turned and started stripping his clothes off. He wished he could do some sexy dance move, but he’d probably end up killing himself if he tried. Instead, he just undressed as quickly as he could.
Hector’s eyes never left Will’s body as he took off his own clothes, not even when his hands began to shake. Hector glanced down at Will’s body, starting with his chest and working his way down past his abdomen. He stopped briefly at Will’s hard cock and inhaled sharply before moving on down his legs to his feet.
“You are so damn sexy, Will.”
Will was delighted by Hector’s words.
Desire burned hot in Hector’s eyes. Will couldn’t help himself. He curved his hand around the side of Hector’s face, rubbing his thumb from the edge of Hector’s nose to his cheekbone, then reached up and pressed a soft kiss against the man’s lips.
That seemed to do the trick. Hector groaned and dragged Will down into his arms. Before Will knew it, Hector picked him up and dropped him in the middle of the mattress. Will groaned when Hector’s hands started exploring his naked skin.
“Damn, tesoro, you smell so damn good,” Hector whispered against Will’s skin as he started nuzzling the skin at his neck.
Will tilted his head back, giving Hector more skin to kiss. He was happily rewarded by the feeling of Hector’s mouth working its way across the bottom of his chin and down his neck to his chest.
Will shuddered with increasing arousal and cried out softly as Hector’s lips closed over one of his nipples. The mere touch of those lips on his skin sent a warming shiver through Will. When Hector’s tongue stroked across his taut flesh, Will cried out again and gripped Hector’s arms with his hands.
“Need you, tesoro,” Hector murmured, his hot breath blowing out over Will’s sensitive skin. “Turn over.”
Will turned around, giving Hector a nice view of his ass. He wiggled his hips back and forth, smiling up at Hector over his shoulder. Hector climbed to his knees and reached for him. Will cried out a moment later when he felt a finger slide around his hole.
Then Hector’s finger sank deep.
Will panted, wanting to feel more. He wasn’t sure whether to scream time-out or rock back and forth on the invasion. The rocking won out as Will began to rock back and forth on his hands and knees, crying out loudly when Hector added a second finger. Hector twisted his wrist, grazing over Will’s sweet spot. His cock shot a spurt of pre-cum as Will cried louder.
He was ready to explode. He was on the verge, so close to the edge that he could see the jagged rocks at the bottom. He reached down, circling the base of his cock with his hand and squeezing hard. He was fighting with all his might not to come. He took in deep and ragged breaths, biting hard into his bottom lip as he whimpered.
“Feels good, doesn’t it, tesoro?” Hector’s deep and commanding voice filtered through the haze Will’s mind had sunk into.
Will whimpered again when Hector’s hand slid down his thighs and then over his ass. His fingers massaged Will’s butt, making Will pant heavily with need. He wanted. He wanted desperately.
Hector pushed Will’s legs apart, situating his very large frame between Will’s legs as he nibbled his way down Will’s neck. Hector’s hot breath felt like tiny little puffs on his skin. Will writhed below Hector, his body needing to be filled.
“P–please,” he begged, but Hector acted as though he hadn’t heard Will. It was maddening. His body shivered with Hector’s touch, his kiss, and his very presence. Will wanted to sink inside of Hector and never resurface.
