“Don’t rush me.” He rubbed the sheathed head of his dick over Colson’s hole and around the rim. Colson’s moans filled the air, and a flush rose over his body. “This has to last us the whole day.”
Harper eased inside Colson, inch by inch, the tight walls sucking him in. “Fuck, every time is like the first with you.” Teeth bared, he rolled his hips, and Colson hissed.
“God.”
“Not even close.” Harper thrust hard and pulled out, then drove in, Colson catching his rhythm. Harder and faster, his push to Colson’s pull, the clutch of muscle on his dick sending jolts of electricity to his balls every time he moved. “What you do to me.” Harper leaned in, increasing his pace.
“Harper,Harper.” Colson’s head thrashed side to side, his hand fast and furious on his dick. “Oh God,” he gasped, his body growing stiff as his dick pumped out a stream of come, landing between them. The sweat from their bodies mixed with the sticky release, and Colson’s hair lay plastered to his brow.
Seeing Colson fall apart under him drove Harper to the brink, and though he wanted this to last longer—fucking hell, he wanted to feel like this forever—his orgasm smashed through him, splitting him into a thousand flaming pieces that burned to fiery ash. His blood beat hot and his dick throbbed as Colson’s ass squeezed him. Harper’s head spun, and he lost his breath. The next thing he knew, he was facedown on top of Colson, lips buried in his damp curls.
“Are you alive?” Colson murmured, and Harper caught the edge of laughter in his voice.
“Barely. Maybe I should call in sick. Have you play my nurse.” Even though he lay in a puddle of bliss, he wanted Colson, and he trailed his fingers over Colson’s face. “Tend to my every need.”
Colson snorted. “You wish. And I’m the one who needs help. You wrecked me.” He rubbed their scruffy cheeks together. “And I loved every moment of it.”
“I know.” Harper’s smile was smug, and he slowly withdrew and got rid of the condom. “And I love you. And every delicious inch of your beautiful skin with all that ink. What’re your plans for the day?”
“Your ego is only surpassed by how much I love you. It’s why I let you get away with saying that.”
Colson stretched, and Harper eyed his sinuous body. How could he want him again even as his body thrummed withpleasure? He should be satisfied, but Harper knew the more of Colson he had, the more he’d want him.
“As to plans,” Colson said, “I’m in the home stretch of this book. I have to start wrapping up the detective solving the murder and figuring out how he and his love interest are going to handle being together.”
“Like us?” Harper left the bed and took out his clothes for the day.
Colson’s brow furrowed. “I thought we had that settled.”
On his way to the bathroom, Harper paused. “We do. I’m not having second thoughts. But there are some odds and ends to think about.”
“Such as?” Colson swung his legs over the edge of the bed and brushed the hair out of his eyes.
“We live in two very different houses. I couldn’t possibly get David into your place, and I know you love your home, so I’m not asking you to leave it.” Seeing Colson’s face fall, Harper came to sit by his side. “Hey. It’s not anything we have to worry about. We’ll work it all out.”
“It’s true, I love my house.” Colson’s cheek pressed to his, and Harper drew in his scent and felt the brush of those long lashes against his skin. “But I love you more.”
“And I’m not going anywhere, so there’s no problem. Now, how about you come shower with me?”
Colson slung an arm around his neck. “I don’t know. I kind of like smelling like you all day.”
Groaning as desire flooded him again, Harper pulled him down for a kiss. “Maybe I need to get a little dirtier first.”
***
He walked into the precinct and saw Nolan already at his desk. “Good morning. How was the weekend?”
Nolan eyed him, and a tiny smile played on his lips as he drank his coffee. “Fine, but I’m thinking yours was better.”
Harper clicked on his computer and signed in. “Yeah? And why’s that?” He took out his coffee from the brown paper bag and took a long, satisfying drink. Round two with Colson had cost him the opportunity for breakfast, but would he rather have had Colson sucking his brains through his dick or a bowl of cereal? Not exactly a choice.
“Well…” Nolan stretched out those long legs and laced his fingers over his flat stomach. “Number one, I’m in the office first. Number two, you walked in happy. On a Monday.”
Harper pulled out a bagel and took a bite, chewed, and swallowed. “Yeah? That’s not such a big deal. It happens.”
“In all our years of being partners I can count on one finger the day you came in after me, and it was because David wasn’t feeling well. Since you’re smiling, it’s not that. But number three, and most importantly…” Nolan’s grin broadened to shit-eating status. “I spy with my little eye a bunch of red marks on your neck that weren’t there on Friday.”
“I knew I should’ve stopped at CVS for some cover-up,” he grumbled, but he couldn’t pretend to be too pissed when he felt so damn good.
