Page 69 of The Loneliest Hour


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“I love it.” Lulu smiled, a fire growing in his eyes. “I love the man it belongs to. Your body, your skin, your precious heart, Xavi. A heart that loves me with such purity and fierceness.”

“I do. Idolove you like that. Always.”

Leaning in, Lulu began trailing kisses along the outline of the broken wing. Xavi closed his eyes, his head melting into the softness of the pillow, as his chest surged upwards, chasing Lulu’s lips. Then he felt it. A light chuckle penetrated his skin like the needle once had, as Lulu’s kisses blended with the ink, with the past, and with the remnants of pain.

“What?” Xavi gritted, Lulu’s touch bordering on unbearable. Lulu’s hand moved down Xavi’s body lazily until it reached the growing bulge in Xavi’s briefs. Cupping Xavi’s length, Lulu’s voice came out deep and guttural when he spoke.

“You wanna play,oso? You wanna play with me?”

“Depends on what you’ve got in mind.” Xavi sucked in a clipped breath. Who the fuck was he kidding? He was going to let Lulu do anything he wanted. Anything that Lulu’s wild mind could conjure up.

“I brought something.” Lulu’s lips continued to tickle Xavi’s skin while his fingers teased Xavi’s hard-on through the cotton fabric. “A little, or not so little something, to spice up our road trip.”

“Fuck, what did you do?” Xavi thrust his hips upward. He was so fucking hard. As inappropriate as it was, he’d been sporting a semi throughout most of the wedding, the sight of Lulu in that tight groomsman suit doing unspeakable things to Xavi.

“You’ll see. Or feel it,” Lulu snorted, and then he was gone, leaving Xavi panting on the bed, his balls aching painfully. Sitting up, resting on his elbows, Xavi watched Lulu disappear into the bathroom, his perky ass cheeks bouncing behind the stretched fabric of his briefs. Rubbing along his cock, Xavi gave it a few strokes, the fabric already wet and sticky in places. He couldn’t help smiling to himself as he thought about how he’d dreaded this trip, and now he never wanted it to end. He just wanted to stay in this bubble with Lulu, where it was just the two of them.

Then Lulu was back, his curls bobbing around his lovely face, his eyes gleaming with trouble and desire, his hands hidden behind his back. He was all naked now, losing the briefs somewhere on the way, his cock standing out hard and proud, the cockhead glistening.

“What’s with the look?” Xavi tilted his head, narrowing his eyes.

“Nothing. Just keep an open mind, okay? Or an open ass,” Lulu snorted.

“Oh, Jesus.”

“You can pray all you want,oso. Won’t make no difference. Tonight you’re mine.” Heat flared in Lulu’s eyes as he moved closer, his hands still tucked behind his back. When he reached the bed, Lulu rested his knee against the mattress, then laughed as he leaned closer. “Close your eyes,amor.”

“Fuck no!”

“Pleaaase.” Lulu batted his eyelashes. “I’ll be gentle, I promise.” His face sobered, then within seconds, Lulu cracked up all over again. “No, I’m serious. I think you’ll like it.” And then Lulu, of course, had to go and speak those magic words that left Xavi completely in his power, all restraint going out the window. “Trust me,oso.”

Trust.He trusted Lulu more than anything. Nodding carefully, Xavi licked his lips. “Show me.”

Smiling, Lulu removed his one hand from behind his back and giggled when he dropped the packet of lube on the mattress between them. A moan fell from Xavi’s lips, and his hole clenched. Was Lulu going to fuck him? Fuck, he hoped so. He really wanted him to. Being inside Lulu was everything, and Xavi wanted to feel it too. What it felt like to have another man’s cock, Lulu’s cock, inside him. “Show me everything.” Xavi nodded at Lulu’s other hand, still hidden behind his back.

Digging his teeth into his bottom lip, Lulu held his other hand forward, his fingers wrapped around something that was definitely not a condom. Blinking his eyes, it took Xavi’s brain a few seconds to fathom what it was that was tightly clasped in Lulu’s hand. Then equal parts heat and embarrassment flashed through Xavi.

“Wh—”

“Ta-da!” Lulu held up his hand, waving it from side to side. “Surprise, surprise! Miss me?” Mischief glimmered in his eyes. “Miss me, big guy?” Xavi sucked in a breath, squeezing his eyes shut as need coursed through him, uninhibited and blinding. Then, he slowly pried his eyes back open, glancing out at Lulu.

“You brought a fucking dildo on a road trip?!” Lulu only smiled wider, still waving the dildo from side to side like a goddamn trophy.

“Not justadildo,mano. One ofyourdildos.”

Narrowing his eyes, Xavi slowly took in the outline of the medium-sized, light brown dildo clasped firmly in Lulu’s hand. Oh shit, itwashis. His favorite, actually. He’d pressedAdd to Cartso fast when he’d seen it on the online sex toy shop, the color so deliciously creamy and what he imagined Lulu’s cock would look like. Never, in his wildest fantasy, had Xavi imagined back then that he would ever get to see the real deal in real life. Dipping his gaze between the dildo and Lulu’s erect cock, the resemblance was almost eerie; Lulu’s cock was only slightly broader than the fake.

“You stole one of my dildos?”

“Relax, relax. I only took itcock-stage,” Lulu snorted.

“Jesus,” Xavi rubbed at his forehead. “Cock-stage? Really?”

“You gotta admit it’s funny,oso.”

“No,” Xavi mumbled. “You’ll never hear me admit that.” It was kind of funny, though, and such a fucking Lulu thing to say.

Nibbling his lip, Lulu suddenly looked shy. “Will you let me fuck you with it?”