It was latewhen the four friends finally wandered back to their respective staterooms. They had taken full advantage of the party atmosphere as all on board celebrated their final night at sea. They spent several hours cavorting to the energetic music at a packed shipboard hotspot, and later on, they moved to a quieter, more sedate pub to enjoy some romantic cheek-to-cheek dancing with their husbands. Back at their staterooms, they hugged their good nights at the door linking the two suites, then settled in their cabins for the night.
Colin shook the handle of the adjoining door to be sure it was locked, then turned to his husband with a smile. “Have you enjoyed the cruise, bud?”
Joshua lay, fully dressed, on their bed, peering up at his husband. “I have. But I confess I won’t be sad to see Charlottesville or to sleep in our own bed.”
Colin pulled off his sweatshirt and draped it over a chair, nodding as he listened to Joshua’s confession. “I feel the same way. I miss our home. I miss ourhouse. I miss the sound of the river.” He grinned at Joshua, who was scrambling off the bed. “I love lying in bed in the morning listening to the Rivanna flowing outside our window.” Colin pulled off his jeans and briefs and tossed them on the sweatshirt.
Joshua stood beside the bed for a moment, watching him, and then he whipped off his T-shirt and moved to Colin’s side. “We’re blessed to have that house,” he agreed as he tossed his undershirt to the floor. “How many people have their own river right outside their door?” As he spoke, his fingers moved in a slow, sensual caress over every inch of Colin’s chest, loving the feeling of the hard, warm muscles beneath his searching fingers. Then his deep brown eyes locked on his husband’s, and his hands slid higher, gliding over Colin’s shoulders, then meeting at the back of his neck.
He saw Colin’s eyes slant as he smiled. “To what do I owe this wonderful—and highly arousing—attention, my beautiful Jewish lad?”
“My darling husband, you’re a bright guy, and that’s a stupid question,” Joshua murmured, then used his hold on Colin’s neck to draw him closer.
As Colin’s arms wound around his waist, he hooked his thumbs beneath the waistband of Joshua’s jeans. As he wriggled them part way down, he sucked and licked Joshua’s neck, then pressed their nude bodies together, smiling as he heard Joshua moan, feeling his arms tighten around Colin’s neck.
Their lips met with passionate hunger, sending electric shivers cascading down Joshua’s spine. The world around them seemed to fade as they lost themselves in each other, their breaths mingling, their hearts pounding against each other’s chest. Time seemed to stop as their kiss deepened, igniting a fire within them that burned white-hot. Taking their breath, filling them both with an urgent—almost desperate—need.
Colin jerked him closer as their lips collided in another fiery kiss. Their embrace was rough, fueled by a desire that felt almost feral in its ferocity. Their need for each other had simmered beneath the surface for hours, and Joshua felt his body flame with desire as that hunger was finally released. His hands tangled in Colin's hair, clenching handfuls of the sandy locks as he deepened the kiss, his tongue plundering Colin’s mouth. The world around them faded to nothing as they lost themselves in each other, their bodies grinding together in a desperate, futile imitation of the union they both craved.
Colin took a half-step back, and his big hands gripped Joshua’s shoulders. Without a word, he spun them around and threw Joshua onto the bed, falling on top of him, grinding his hard erection against Joshua’s throbbing cock. “Want you!” Colin ground out against Joshua’s ear. “God, I want you so much!”
Joshua whimpered as Colin's weight crushed him against the bed. He couldn’t move. He was dominated—controlled. And that realization jolted through him - a sudden and powerful force - releasing a furnace blast of scorching arousal. A blinding wave of desire tore through his body, almost unbearable in its power. His fingers dug into Colin’s arms as he writhed beneath him, wanting more, needing more. He was overwhelmed by Colin’s strength, imprisoned by a power from which he never wanted to be freed.
"You’remine!” Colin moaned against his ear and then locked his emerald eyes on Joshua's, his gaze burning with a hunger Joshua had never seen there before. They kissed again, their tongues dancing together, their bodies grinding against each other with a wild, instinctual rhythm that ignited an inferno within them. Their hearts pounded in time with their movements, and the sound of their ragged gasps only served to fuel the frenzied writhing of their bodies.
Colin lifted his head and gazed into the intense, dark eyes that always seemed to penetrate his very soul. “Jesus, Josh!” he whispered, his voice a low rasp in his throat. He slid lower on Joshua’s body, his mouth leaving a wet trail as it wove a path down smooth olive skin, finally reaching his waist, where Joshua’s partly lowered jeans halted his sensual explorations. He growled in frustration and tore at the garment, jerking Joshua’s slacks and briefs over his hips before hurling them to the floor. He ached to devour him, to possess him completely and groped for the lubricant.
“Do it!” Joshua hissed out through clenched teeth. “Do itnow!” He raised his knees and moaned as Colin smeared them both with lubricant, then cried out in mixed pleasure and pain as Colin entered him in one long, slow motion, pushing hard, groaning as he eased himself into his husband’s body.
Panting for breath, Colin forced himself to stop and gaze into Joshua’s eyes. “Am I hurting you?”
“No!” Joshua cried. “For god’s sake, Colin, do it! Fuck me!” His eyes were dark and wide, and his fingers dug into Colin’s back as he thrust into him, filling him, their hips moving in perfect harmony. Joshua whimpered in pleasure, arching like a cat to take in even more of Colin’s rigid manhood. He felt one of Colin’s hands close around his engorged shaft and cried out again, consumed by a blinding jolt of pleasure. He could feel his orgasm building in a tsunami of desire that threatened to consume him. His body spasmed, his muscles locking and then releasing as waves of ecstasy jolted his body. He heard Colin crying out, felt him pounding into his body as his climax built, and then felt him shudder and gasp as he came.
For many, many minutes, they clung to each other in silence, still rocked by after jolts of pure bliss, unwilling to separate. Their rapid, shallow breaths echoing in each other’s ears. “Sweet Jesus,” Colin finally breathed, stirring on Joshua’s body.
“Don’t go! Don’t move.”
“Baby, I know I’m heavy.”
“How many times do I have to tell you?” Joshua murmured, sliding his fingers into Colin’s wet hair. “That’s what makes it so good. I love your weight on me.”
Colin groaned out a long, sighing breath and settled against Joshua’s body. “You don’t have to tell me twice. I’m happy to stay right where I am. My god, Josh, that was…” He shuddered and nuzzled against Joshua’s throat.
“I know,” Joshua whispered. “God, it was fantastic.” He was silent for a moment, then pushed against Colin’s shoulders until Colin lifted his head. “I loved feeling…” Joshua swallowed hard. “And this may sound different than I mean it… but I loved feelingdominatedby you.”
Colin bent and kissed him, breathing out a soft chuckle. “Don’t go giving me ideas now,” he teased. “I’ll have to go buy a whip. I alreadyhavethe handcuffs.”
“That’s not what I meant. I meant that…” He sighed and tangled his fingers in Colin’s hair. I meant that I spent my whole life afraid of a man’s strength—afraid of strong men,period.”
“Because your father was abusive.”
“Exactly. But your strength is one of the things I love most about you.” He touched Colin’s cheek. “Because I don’t have to be afraid of it. I know you’ll only use it to love and protect me.”
“Well, having strength isn’t the same as being dominant.”
Joshua laughed and nudged Colin’s shoulder. “OK, darlin’. Now you can move. It’s getting hard to breathe.” Colin rolled off Joshua’s body and nestled at his side and Joshua shot him a sideways glance. “OK. Here it is: you were a little rough tonight.”
Colin reared back. “Did I hurt?—”
