“Bedroom? Or do you want to fuck right here?” Parker pulled Rafe’s hand from where it rested at his hip and dragged it to the bulge in his jeans.
Rafe could feel the hard length under the denim as Parker pushed into his hand. So much for the shy guy. Rafe knew Parker could be a hellion, and it appeared that when it came to sex, Parker would be a firecracker in bed. He knew what he wanted and wasn’t afraid to ask for it or to take it.God help me!
“Yeah… bed….” Words failed. He turned, grasping Parker’s hand, not wanting to end their contact, not even for a moment.
Rafe navigated them to the king-size bed that was bathed in moonlight streaming through the floor to ceiling windows. He didn’t bother drawing the curtains, as his harbour view guaranteed privacy, nor did he turn on the bedside lamps. He wanted to see Parker’s alabaster skin under the moonlight. He only loosened his grip on Parker once they’d reached their destination, almost afraid that if he let go of his hand, he’d disappear or change his mind. But he needn’t have worried. Parker returned to the buttons of his shirt, completing the task he’d started out in the hall. He made short work of Rafe’s black shirt, pushing it off his shoulders. Rafe pulled it the rest of the way off and let it fall to the floor. He raised his hands to help Parker with his own clothes, but Parker shoved his hands away and quickly shrugged out of his dark jacket. Once the jacket was on the carpet, Rafe grabbed Parker’s T-shirt and hauled it over his head. Their gazes locked as they came together again, Rafe’s lightly furred chest brushing against Parker’s. Parker groaned and melted into his arms.
Rafe explored the expanse of skin under his palms, running his fingers over Parker’s biceps and his back, loving the feel of the warm, naked flesh. Muscles jumped under this touch—Parker may have been slim but he was beautifully sculpted, with firm arms and broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist.
His heart raced, and when Parker pushed him backwards to the bed, he allowed himself to fall onto the mattress. Parker manhandled him up the bed until he was lying against the pillows, then claimed his mouth again. He moaned as Parker pressed against him, hips grinding, but it wasn’t enough. He pulled away so he could speak. “Hold on. I need all this off.”
Parker laughed and climbed off. Rafe grabbed his hand. “Not you.” But Parker moved out of reach. He didn’t go far, just to the end of the bed, where he started undoing Rafe’s laces. “I’ll do it.” He struggled upright and reached for his boots. He couldn’t get naked fast enough. The boots each hit the floor with a resounding thud, then he wrestled his jeans off, taking his briefs with them. He gave his cock a tug as he lay back against the pillows and watched Parker take off the rest of his clothes. He shuddered at the sight of all that pale skin, at the long, lean body and the pert arse that looked way too inviting. He instinctively reached out, running his fingertips along Parker’s hip and over the swell of that delicious butt. Parker turned around, and the front of him was just as mouth-watering, especially the pretty cock surrounded by closely trimmed auburn curls.
“Don’t say it,” Parker said.
“Say what?” Rafe asked, using his hand to nudge him closer.
“That I’m obviously a natural redhead.”
Rafe chuckled. “I’m thinking too many other things to be worried about whether your hair colour is natural or not. Now get over here.” He was pulling now, eager to get a taste of Parker.
Parker didn’t hesitate and stepped forward to within centimetres of his mouth. Rafe leaned up and pressed a kiss to his hip before nuzzling his groin, inhaling the musky scent of him. Parker’s cock bobbed close to his face, and Rafe couldn’t resist. This wasn’t going to be a long drawn-out encounter—he didn’t have the willpower to hold off and tease.
It seemed Parker was impatient too. He grasped his cock and directed the pale length towards Rafe’s mouth. “Please.”
Rafe grinned up at him. “You don’t have to ask twice.” His opened his mouth and allowed Parker to feed him his cock, a slow slide that didn’t end until the tip nudged against the back of his throat.
“Oh God.” Parker groaned above him, and Rafe glanced up to see Parker looking down at him with lust-filled eyes.
Parker’s hands grasped his head, his fingers tangling in Rafe’s hair, the pull giving a delicious edge as he started to rock gently in and out. Rafe encouraged the movement with an approving hum. Parker’s cock was heavy on his tongue, and the sounds he made went straight to Rafe’s core. He was sure he could get off on doing just this—licking and sucking and listening to Parker’s muttered curses. He reached for his own cock to ease the ache.Fuck.
“I love… your mouth… on me,” Parker panted out, “but I want….”
He waited for Parker to finish the sentence, but he gave a long groan instead.
Rafe pulled off. “You want?”
“More. I want more.”
He pulled away suddenly, leaving Rafe feeling bereft. He chased Parker’s cock with his open mouth, but Parker stopped him with a hand to the chest. Rafe had no complaints when Parker scrambled up onto the bed and into his lap, knees on either side of his thighs as he leaned down to press his mouth to Rafe’s. This time the kiss was hot and wet, all open mouths and slide of tongue, and Rafe couldn’t help but raise his hips, seeking friction. Parker’s fingers closed around his cock, causing him to shudder and pull back from the kiss. He lowered his hands from where they were wrapped around Parker’s waist until he could grip his arse. He dug his fingers into the soft flesh as Parker began a sensuous stroke. His hips flexed involuntarily again as Parker twisted over the head of his dick.
“Jesus, Parker. Yes, just like that.” Blood rushed through his veins, pulse thundering as Parker worked his cock, pulling and stroking and drawing another groan from him. It was slow and tortuous with no sense of urgency, kindling a fire in Rafe that threatened to drive him crazy with longing.
He needed more of Parker, to touch him and taste him. He stroked the flesh under his hands, moving in time to the rhythm set by Parker. His fingers met at Parker’s crease, and he was rewarded when Parker pushed back into his hands. Parker bent and kissed him again before whispering against his ear. “Lube?”
Rafe couldn’t move fast enough. He twisted under Parker, reaching across to the bedside table and placing the tube of lube on the bed together with a condom. He didn’t know exactly what Parker wanted tonight, but he was prepared to give him anything. Parker answered the unasked question by flicking the cap and placing a generous amount on Rafe’s fingers. Rafe burned with the need to get closer to him, to get inside, as close as any two people could be.
He flipped them in the bed, Parker landing on his back with anoomph.The sight of his lust-filled eyes and kiss-swollen lips, deep red against his pale skin, nearly did Rafe in. He took him with a hard kiss as he positioned himself between Parker’s thighs. His wet fingers dragged down Parker’s chest, along the length of his cock but not stopping until he’d reached his crease. He sucked hard on Parker’s neck as he circled his hole. Parker arched from the bed with a moan, a response that amped his own desire to new levels—just knowing he could draw that response was such a turn-on. He worked his way down Parker’s chest, licking and sucking until he reached his cock. He darted his tongue out and tasted the salty tip, scenting Parker’s arousal. Parker quivered, legs widening, and Rafe didn’t waste any more time. He wrapped his lips around Parker’s length and sucked him in at the same time he pushed a finger into him. Parker clenched around the intrusion, giving Rafe an idea of what it would feel like to push his dick into the very heart of him.
He nipped and sucked and worked his finger until Parker was a writhing mess. “You’re going to have to stop if you want more,” Parker said, gripping the sides of Rafe’s head to drag him up into another one of those scorching kisses.
They broke apart, only long enough for Rafe to suit up and then the thick head of his cock pressed into the tight warmth of Parker’s body. It was everything he’d dreamed it would be. Hot and tight, and as Parker held his gaze, he was rocked by a feeling of closeness that tempted him to open his heart. His breath caught. Instead of fighting the emotions, he rolled with them, taking the fucking to a whole new level.
He tightened his muscles and flexed his hips, eyes locked on Parker as he moved deep inside him, pushing him closer and closer to the pinnacle. Parker gripped his biceps with iron strength, panting and moaning with each carefully placed thrust. All too soon, his release was almost upon him. “Touch yourself.”
Parker reached between them with one hand and grabbed his cock. A few pulls later and he exploded between them with a hissed expletive, his clenching arse dragging Rafe’s orgasm from him.Yesss. Rafe shook through waves and waves of pleasure, until his arms couldn’t support him anymore. He collapsed on Parker, at the same time rolling them to their sides.
“Fuck, Parker.” His heart raced as he locked eyes with the man in front of him.
