He picks up the pace, lifting my hips off the bed, delving deeper.
“Fucking hell,” I moan.
“Yeah, that’s just how I like you.”
“If you keep that up, I’m gonna come too fast,” I warn.
“There’s no such thing.”
Linc bends forward, licking my nipples and tugging at the piercings. Then he wraps his hand back around my cock, his abdomen sliding against it.
Son of a bitch.
He’s still smirking. “Give in, baby. You need this, and I’ll go with you.”
I grunt in reply, relaxing into him, into the pleasure.
“That’s it. Fuck you feel good,” he moans.
Precum floods the head of my cock, and Linc leans down to lick it.
“Holy fuck, Linc. You’re gonna kill me.”
“Nope. I’m just encouraging you to give me what I want, and that’s to see you so lost in pleasure you finally let go. Just let go, Ethan. Give yourself to me,” he coaxes.
“Faster.”
He accommodates, and I can think of nothing. My mind blank as sensations flood through me. My toes begin to curl. I grip the comforter between my fingers.
“Lincoln,” I whisper when the orgasm hits me, sending me flying, and when I hear him groan, I know he’s soaring with me.
He lays on top of me then kisses me softly, over and over, and I love him back in return. We hold one another close and the normal feeling of dirty isn’t anywhere near.
I wrap my arms around him and whisper, “I love you.”
“I love you, too,” he responds, pushing up to look down at me. His eyes glitter with unshed tears matching mine. This is one of the times nothing has invaded our intimacy, and because these moments are rare, we both treasure them.
“Let’s go wash off the day,” I say softly.
He nods, sniffling softly. “You’re God’s present to me. I will always, always take care of you.”
I nod. “I know. I’ll do my best to let you.”
“Ethan, I…” his voice breaks.
I lift my hand, my palm against his cheek, as the first tear slides down my face.
“I know. Do you?” I ask.
He nods. “I know.”
I’m not sure what I did to deserve him, but I’m keeping him. And with that thought, I begin to plan.
7
LINC
“Fuck it. I’m looking,” I say to no one in particular as I stand in the kitchen. I’m going to regret this.
