Suddenly the room pulsed heavy with sex. The air steamed thick with promise, and everything they did, removing clothes, kissing with increasing hunger and passion, and running their hands over heated skin, seemed to move in slow motion, with the inevitability of their naked bodies entwined together on the bed. By the time Jordan lay beneath Lucas’s hard, muscled body, his thick, straining cock brushing against Jordan’s belly, he physically ached with the need to feel Lucas deep inside him.
“Lucas.” He found it hard to breathe and could only whisper. “Please.”
Lucas’s eyes glinted bright with desire, the green-gold sparking in the glow of the dim lamp left burning. “Don’t deny me the right to touch and taste you. I feel like I’ve waited all my life for this. I’ll be damned if I’ll be rushed.” He rolled onto his side, flinging his leg over Jordan’s hip, and pulled Jordan close. With a slight move, Lucas flexed and brushed their cocks together, and they kissed. The passion simmering between them burst over Jordan, clean and bright as the wet warmth of Lucas’s mouth possessed him. As their tongues tangled and slid, their eager hands rediscovered the dips and curves of each other’s bodies, caressing hard bone and soft skin.
Jordan moaned into Lucas’s mouth and rocked his hips forward, greedy to keep that friction going. He sucked on Lucas’s tongue while Lucas’s hand insinuated itself between their bodies, his thumb swirling over the heads of their cocks, picking up the precum that leaked so copiously from both of them. Well lubricated, Lucas slicked his hand up and down their shafts, the softness of their skin hiding the hardness within.
Jordan bucked against that teasing, rubbing hand, which continued to torture him. The longing and need to feel Lucas inside his body engulfed him, and he wrenched his mouth off Lucas’s. “Damn it, fuck me already.” Pride flew out the window, and he no longer cared how desperate he might sound. Every sensation, every breath he took centered around getting Lucas’s cock inside him. He wanted the sting and burn of the initial invasion, and craved the ultimate pleasure of having Lucas sink into him. Desire throbbed hot and liquid within his blood, warming him, wrapping itself around his body.
A violent tremor ripped through him, and he twisted under the movement of Lucas’s fingers. “Get the condom and lube from the drawer. Now.” His voice rasped, harsh and choking.
Lucas chuckled, but it sounded thin and strained. “Always demanding, aren’t we?”
Jordan heard the scrape of the drawer and the crinkle of foil as a condom package was ripped open. After their last night together, Jordan had bought a box of condoms, anticipating their use. His body clenched at the thought of Lucas inside him.Please, please let it be good for him. He needs to know it’s him I want.
“Lucas, look at me.”
He immediately fell into that hot, fierce gaze. But he saw a flash, only for a second, of the uncertainty and apprehension he feared would still be there. “You have to know. It’s you I’ve been thinking of. It’s you I want. Only you. I wouldn’t trade this moment to be with anyone else.” He spread his legs wide, offering himself up to the man who had somehow broken into his heart like a thief in the night, stealing it as easily as if he’d been given it willingly. “Let me feel you inside me now.”
“Who would’ve ever thought the ice king, Dr. Peterson, was such a talkative and bossy lover.”
Jordan decided if he survived the sex, he might kill the man. “If you don’t shut up and fuck me now, you’ll never find out.” He didn’t get a chance to argue further as Lucas once again took possession of his mouth, plunging his tongue inside and stealing his breath away.
“And here I thought you were the quiet type.” Suddenly Lucas’s mouth seemed to be everywhere; nipping at Jordan’s jaw, kissing down his neck, and finally coming to rest at the base of Jordan’s throat.
“I like you all bossy and authoritative. Your eyes get all dark, and your whole body gets aggressive.” Lucas’s lips continued their assault, sucking at Jordan’s nipples, pressing more kisses to his neck, and finally returning to his mouth, where he took hold of his bottom lip and tugged. “I wanted to bite and lick you from the first time you walked into my office. Skinny and sad as you were, I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind from the beginning.”
A thrill shot through Jordan’s body, and he nipped Lucas’s earlobe, then sucked it into his mouth as their cocks rubbed together. A ripple of lust coursed through him, but it went deeper than that. He’d been fascinated with Lucas since they’d met. Something about his darkness and vulnerability struck a chord within Jordan. “I wanted you too, but was too stupid or afraid to admit it. But now you’re here, and I’m not about to let you go.” The need to possess Lucas almost hurt with its intensity.
Jordan’s breath caught as a fire ignited in those hazel eyes. Lucas reached between them and used his hand, slick with lube, to wet his sheathed cock. He trailed a slippery finger from Jordan’s balls down to his opening, teasing the outside rim.
Liquid trickled from the head of his cock, and Jordan though he might explode with lust. “Lucas. For the love of God, please.” His moans drew another low laugh from his lover.
“Easy, Prep School.” The tip of Lucas’s finger circled Jordan’s hole, dipping in and out, stretching him. “Let me make it perfect.” Lucas continued the evil twist and pull with his fingers as he whispered, hot and damp in Jordan’s ear. “You deserve perfection.”
Finally, the head of Lucas’s cock breached his entrance, and without waiting for him to set the pace, Jordan shifted and hooked one leg around Lucas’s hip, slotting his cock up inside. That initial sting of entry, the feeling of fullness, the drag inside his body, all that marvelous heated friction created sensations he’d believed lost to him forever. Jordan gasped aloud. Insatiable hunger rose within him, and the initial thrust of Lucas’s cock so deep inside him had Jordan clawing the sheets off the bed.
Everything Jordan had imagined proved true. Sex with Lucas was uninhibited, wild, and limitless in its passion. The atmosphere around them rose thick and carnal, and the sounds of their lovemaking—the grunts, whispers, and moans—resonated in the dimly lit bedroom. His balls drew up achingly hard and tight, and deep within his belly the lick of fire turned into a full-fledged conflagration.
With one hand Lucas braced himself, and with the other he grasped Jordan’s aching cock, stroking and sliding his hand up the straining shaft. Lucas whispered in a slow, sex-draped drawl, “Come on, darlin’. Come for me. Come all over me.”
Possessive heat engulfed Jordan. Lucas continued to pound into him, then kissed him, plunging his tongue deep into Jordan’s mouth. He sucked Lucas’s slick tongue eagerly. Unable to control the sensations rolling through his body, he wrenched his mouth away to thrash his head back and forth on the pillow. “Fuuck, Lucas, harder, right there, now.Oh God.” He heaved off the bed, digging his heel into the small of Lucas’s back as if to thrust Lucas as hard and deep into his body as possible. His orgasm thundered through him, his body vibrating from the incessant pumping of Lucas’s cock. Stars burst before his eyes like fireworks, and he’d never felt more alive. Jordan’s cock continued to splash hot streams across his belly and up onto his chest.
Lucas remained wonderfully hard and hot within him. Never a selfish lover, Jordan met each thrust, squeezing himself around Lucas’s cock, clutching and milking it until Lucas let out a howl and, with one last snap of his hips, sank himself deep inside of Jordan. He came, endlessly hot and heavy, into the condom, his hands bruising as they dug into the meat of Jordan’s shoulders. With a groan, Lucas collapsed, gasping for air, his face buried in Jordan’s neck.
Jordan wrapped his arms around Lucas, clinging to him like he was a rock in a rushing river. Lucas, exhausted as he must’ve been from his travels, still tried to respond, and pressed a clumsy kiss to the corner of Jordan’s mouth. Jordan couldn’t help but smile as he hugged Lucas’s large, sweat-slicked body close, kissing his shoulder. Though shattered and sated by the incredible lovemaking he’d experienced, Jordan’s body still hummed, alive with desire. Reveling in his soreness, Jordan stretched underneath Lucas. He’d almost forgotten the bliss of being so thoroughly well loved. He closed his eyes and continued to hold on.
At one point in his darkest despair, he’d lived like the walking dead, knowing the only way he’d ever come to life again would be if Keith returned to him. But that could never be, no matter how he wished and dreamed it to happen. Keith was gone, and he wasn’t ever coming back, except in his dreams. What was real, present to his touch, was the absolute vitality of Lucas. So having cried an ocean of tears, in his heart and head, he bid a final farewell to Keith, knowing his former love would be happy Jordan had once again found joy. The sorrow of the past could no longer prevent him from living for the potential of a future.
Lucas rolled on his side and, already half-asleep, pulled Jordan close to his broad chest. “Go to sleep, Prep School, and stop thinking so much. You’re gonna need your strength for later.”
Finding comfort and a sense of home in Lucas’s arms, Jordan fell asleep, pushing aside the nagging thought that he still hadn’t given up his pills.
Chapter Fourteen
Today was the day. The opening of the Keith Hart After-School Community Center had arrived. It was the result of months of meetings and phone calls and more meetings and many late nights.
Luke didn’t mind those late nights now that they were spent with Jordan. He shifted in his seat and checked his watch for the third time in half an hour. Restless and fidgety, Luke paced the open space between his desk and the conference table, only pausing once to gaze in the mirror to make sure he looked okay.
