“How can I help?”
Colin’s eyes opened a slit. “Well, I have acoupleof ideas in that regard. Care to hear them?”
“Would one of them be… wild, hot, out-of-controlsex,maybe?”
“No ‘maybe’ about it.”
“Can I watch?” Nate queried with a grin.
“Got ten dollars?”
Joshua laughed and pressed his forehead against Colin’s bare arm. “In my opinion, any performance we gave would be worth a damned sight more than ten bucks!”
“I’m feeling generous.”
“Yeah? Well, to hell with that.” He turned to Nate and grinned. “No. You can’t watch.”
“Well, that’s justmean, Joshua,” Nate teased, then clambered to his feet. “I’m going after my husband.” He nudged Joshua’s leg with his toe. “You’re not theonlyone who wants sex!”
“Enjoy!” Colin called after him, then slid an arm around Joshua and dragged him over on top of his body, humming in blissful pleasure as Joshua’s lean, muscular physique molded itself against his own. “Sweet,” Colin whispered. “So sweet.”
“Are you teasing?” Joshua asked. “Or are you gonna give me the wild, hot, out-of-control sex you promised?” He grabbed the strap of Colin’s tank top and slid it down, replacing it with a wet mouth and eager tongue.
“You do love it when I work up a sweat, don’t you?” Colin chuckled.
Joshua responded with a low, growling moan as he kissed his husband’s throat and neck, losing himself in the sensual pleasure of Colin’s body. Eyes closed, he writhed against him, loving the hard sinew beneath his fingers, the damp tang of sweat melting on his tongue, and the hardness of his husband’s arousal as it pulsed against his leg. His fingers slid into Colin’s hair sending the Cougars baseball cap flying as his lips met Colin’s with a hunger so fierce it sucked the air from Colin’s lungs.
“Jesus, sweetie!” Colin gasped out. His hands slid up Joshua’s back and gripped his shoulders, his tongue sliding against Joshua's with desperate need. Their bodies pressedtogether, the heat between them rising like wildfire. Colin could feel Joshua's heartbeat quicken against his chest, matching the unsteady rhythm of his own.
As they kissed, everything around them faded away, leaving only the two of them in their private world, where their only desire was to be close to each other, lost in the intensity of their connection. When they finally pulled apart, Colin looked into Joshua's eyes and saw his own longing and infinite love reflected back at him.
“You’re pretty damned hot today,” Colin murmured, carding his fingers through the dark curls he loved.
“And that wasn’t your intention when you donned that demure little outfit this morning? Getting me hot andkeepingme that way?”
“What?Thisold thing?” Colin teased, indicating his skintight tank top and skimpy cutoffs.
“Yeah,” Joshua laughed. “Thatold thing!”
Colin caressed Joshua’s face with gentle fingers, his heart expanding with love. They had been through so much together—weathered so many storms—yet none of those storms diminished the moments of happiness they found when wrapped in each other's arms, simple moments like this one, each a cherished treasure.
Joshua brushed a loose curl from Colin's forehead. “Myyedid, I have a question,” he murmured, settling himself against Colin’s chest.
“Ask.”
“Is there something on your mind? Something you’re not telling me?”
“Why would you ask me that?”
“Because, my beautiful husband, I know you. Twice I’ve caught you looking at me with an expression that was not a happy one. In fact, it was downright worrisome, as if you werebracing yourself or building up the courage to tell me something. Something you knew I wouldn’t like.”
Colin took a deep breath and tightened his grip around Joshua’s body as if holding him close could somehow protect him from what Colin was about to reveal. “I didn’t want to worry you,” he began. “Especially when it may end up being nothing.”
“Colin, whatisit? Nothing could be as bad as what I’m imagining.”
Colin’s head fell back. His hands moved up and down Joshua’s back as he stared up at the sky. “Do you remember Lexi Moreno?” he asked finally, his voice low, the words slow, as if pulled from the deepest part of him.
“I do,” Joshua replied. “The Moreno family areallpart of a crime syndicate based in Charlottesville, aren’t they? Didn’t you send him to prison for racketeering?”
