Gabe did, his lips parted. Forcing himself not to close his eyes.
Damian held him, rocking him with a bit more force. “I fucking love it when you look at me. It’s sexy as fuck…” Kissing him, looking back into his eyes as he sped up, his arms around Gabe’s head, his hands holding him so he wouldn’t go anywhere. Gabe’s eyelids fluttered, but he kept his eyes open at his voice. “No… don’t close your eyes. Look at me… Look at me…” Rocking him harder, ramping up that pleasure in which Gabe was already drowning, his eyes turning a darker shade. “Fuck… you’re so beautiful…” Feeling how hard Gabe was, trapped between them. He glided his fingers in Gabe’s hair, knowing what that touch would do. Watching Gabe’s lips part. “That’s right… mhm…” Caressing his scalp, he left a hand in his hair, gently closing his fist in his strands, and glided his other hand down to Gabe’s chest. Rubbing circles on his nipple with his thumb, watching his eyes drown. Soft moans, bordering cries. His breathing, heavier. Damian pinched his nipple, hard, feeling him arch against him, his fingers dig in his back. Rocking him harder, his dark voice soft. “Come on… you little fuck.”
Cupping his face, his eyes in his wide eyes. Gabe lost it then, at his voice, the look in his eyes. That unabashed, shameless love. Moaning softly, that warmth coating them.
His arms tightened on Damian’s back as his legs went around his waist. “Don’t stop…”
Damian smiled and leant down to kiss him, feeling his hands glide down to his ass, knead his flesh. He moaned in Gabe’s mouth as he came, drenched, panting, that hot flush rushing down his body, his sweat on fire. Panting in Gabe’s neck, crushing him in the mattress. Soft caresses to his back, those long fingers gliding on his slick skin.
He pulled out gently and rolled off him, pulling him close. For a while, neither of them spoke, catching their breath in that moment when their emotions were too much for their words.
Gabe looked at him first, pushing on one elbow. “I think I made up my mind.”
Damian’s lips curled up, his eyes roaming that face he loved, lost a bit in his eyes, which had regained that golden hazel color. “And?”
“And I want to be a glorified bus driver.”
“Yay!” Damian brushed his knuckles down his cheek. “I can hardly wait. Then I can boast about fucking a pilot.”
Gabe smashed his fist lightly on his shoulder. “Fuck off… And what can I boast about?”
“You have everybody’s ultimate fantasy… fucking a billionaire.” He wiggled his eyebrows and ducked a swat from Gabe.
“Asshole.”
“My nickname.” He pulled Gabe close, crushing his mouth on his lips. Holding his arms tight.
Gabe looked at him. “Asshole… big boss guy…”
“Watch your pretty mouth…”
Gabe just pulled his tongue at him, a small thrill rushing down his spine when Damian wouldn’t let him go. “Make me shut it…”
“Oh… I will.” That wicked light in his eyes, and Gabe squealed when he pulled him into a rough kiss.
Chapter 26
“Today,we’regoingtothe old people’s home. They moved the abuela there a couple of days ago, so it’s time for a visit.”
Gabe looked at him from his laptop. “Oh, really? You haven’t said a word.”
“What for? I had Christine organize it.”
“Ah… the famous Christine.”
Damian grinned, buttoning his shirt. “Don’t be an ass.”
Gabe smiled at him. “But I am one.”
The edge of his mouth curled up. “Good thing we’re not alone…” He still gave him a kiss, leaning over him. Looking into his eyes. “Get dressed. Something casual smart.”
“Like you?” His eyes roaming those dark jeans and white shirt.
“Yeah…” He slid his hands down Gabe’s thighs when he straightened and went to scoop Armando up from the carpet. “We’re going to see abuela in the nice house.”
He just nodded, fiddling with his collar. No enthusiasm there, just acceptance.
Damian’s stomach clenched mildly, but he just gave him a smile and put him down. “Ok, let me call a cab.”
