Lips sought out mine in a brutal kiss as Hawke released my cock and closed his fingers over my hips. And then he was pulling away from me.
“Michael-” I cried in protest, but the remainder of my words died a quick death when I heard a tearing sound and was jerked backwards a little bit. What remained of my shirt hung in remnants from my arms as Hawke’s lips sought out my collarbone and his hands dragged up and down my back. He pressed me hard against the door again and held me there with one hand in the middle of my back as his other hand pressed between the globes of my ass. He teased my hole with the rough pad of his finger and I shoved my ass back as much as I could to get more. Excitement flooded my system when I heard the telltale sounds of a plastic bag and then a second later, the snick of a cap. But no lube was brushed over my entrance, no slick cock slipped between my cheeks.
“Do you ever play with yourself here?” I heard Hawke ask as he pressed against me again and flicked his finger over my hole. Anticipation had me twisting my hips in the hopes he would give me more of what I needed. But when he pulled his finger away, I let out a harsh groan.
“Do you?”
I nodded, but I realized the admission caused me no humiliation, just more excitement. My cock was leaking like a faucet now and I sought relief by rubbing against the smooth surface of the door. But Hawke’s next words stopped me cold.
“Show me.”
Lust exploded in my belly as I understood what Hawke wanted and I immediately shook my head even as my brain cried out for me to do whatever he wanted.
“Work that pretty hole for me, Tate,” Hawke urged and then he was pulling one of my hands from the door and covering my fingers with lube. My shirt was still hanging loosely from my arms, hampering my movements, so Hawke dragged it off of me. I should have protested Hawke’s demand, but in truth, I was beyond turned on and I only hesitated for a second before reaching my fingers behind myself to seek out my hole. I could feel Hawke’s eyes on me as I began massaging myself and a second later, his big hands split me open so he could see what I was doing.
“Fuck,” Hawke murmured as I began pressing the tip of one finger inside myself. The sting and burn drove my need to a whole new level and I ruthlessly shoved my finger in as far as I could, crying out in pleasure at the immediate burn that flared through my ass. I began thrusting in and out of my body and I risked turning my head to watch Hawke watching me. The raw lust and fascination in his gaze was heady and I used the moment to torment him the way he’d been tormenting me. I pulled my finger completely free of my body so he could glimpse my opening before it reflexively closed, then I pushed back in. I did it over and over until I felt my muscles starting to loosen and the burn beginning to fade. I started to add a second finger, but before I could, Hawke’s thick digit was pressing into me, joining the finger I had jammed up my ass.
“Shit,” I bit out as Hawke began to follow my motion as I fingered myself. The burn had returned the moment he’d slipped inside of me, but it wasn’t enough. “More,” I demanded as I pulled my finger free and braced my hands on the door. Another one ofHawke’s fingers joined the first and I didn’t hesitate to bump my hips back so I could fuck myself on them.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” Hawke snarled just before his mouth closed over mine. He fucked my mouth as ruthlessly as he fucked my body and I could feel my orgasm starting to build. But then he took it all away in one swift move and I found myself being spun around and slammed back against the door. I saw what he needed from me as soon as our eyes connected, and the second his name slipped from my lips, he yanked me forward for a demanding, no holds barred kiss. And then he was dragging me down to the floor and covering my body with his.
Chapter 19
HAWKE
I’d promisedmyself to be gentle with Tate, but watching him finger fuck himself had done me in. My entire body was burning with need and my only hope was that I could keep my lust in check so that I wouldn’t hurt him when I entered him. The reminder of what I’d done to him two nights ago actually sobered me in a way that words couldn’t and as I settled my weight on top of Tate as I kissed him, I calmed my mind and focused on his needs rather than my own.
Because this time I would make it perfect for him.
Just in case it was the last time.
I hadn’t been a hundred percent sure Tate would give himself to me after we’d left the drug store considering how distant he’d been from the time we’d left Lulling. From the moment I’d heard Reggie say Buck and Denny had aligned themselves with another drug dealer, I’d known Tate’s role in helping me find his father and brother had come to an end. Because while I was sure I could handle myself in any situation that came up in Laredo or wherever my journey would ultimately lead me, I wasn’t as certain I could protect Tate. And that had sealed it for me. I would keep my promise to Tate that he was going home to his son, and I wouldspend however many hours we had left trying to get as much of him as I could.
With that thought in mind, I eased off on the demanding kiss and just pressed gentle kisses against Tate’s lips until his harsh breathing eased and he began to seek out more of my mouth. I let him take control of the kiss and reveled in the feel of his tongue sliding against mine. His arms came up to wrap around me, but the lack of contact between his skin and mine was a reminder that I was still wearing my shirt. I lifted just enough to pull it off, but Tate followed me up and wrapped his arm around my waist as he continued kissing me. I was on my knees between his spread legs and had a choice of trying to maintain the awkward angle or lowering Tate back to the floor. But as he pressed closer to me, I made up my mind and sat back on my heels, pulling Tate along with me so that he was straddling my lap. He took complete advantage of the new position and held my face as he kissed me with everything he had. His palms were pressed against my sides and I shivered as one hand stroked over my scarred flesh while the other hand settled on my left pectoral muscle…right over the spot where Revay’s words were tattooed on my skin.
“You’re so beautiful, Hawke,” Tate whispered as he drew back from me a little bit. “So strong.” His eyes held mine and he shook his head just a little bit. “I ache for you,” he added and I could tell just by the open yearning in his gaze that he didn’t mean just physically.
I waited for the expected shame to flood through me as I realized I knew exactly what he was feeling, but it wasn’t there. I didn’t know what to make of that and I didn’t have time to consider it because Tate’s hand drifted down to grip my cock and I groaned. I stole into Tate’s mouth as he began stroking me and my promise to go slow disintegrated when he lowered his hand enough so that he could rub the pad of his finger over the sensitive skin behind my balls. I lowered Tate back to the floor and searched out the discarded bottle of lube at the same time that I kicked off my shoes and socks and shed my pants and underwear. By the time I managed to get some lube on my shaky fingers so I could slather itover my cock, Tate had lifted and separated his legs so that I had an unfettered view of his quivering hole. I scooted forward and added some more lube to the opening and then placed the head of my dick against it. Excitement flooded my entire system as I lifted my eyes to see Tate’s hungry gaze on me.
He wanted this…me. No, he needed it. Just like I did.
I pressed forward slowly and dropped my eyes so I could watch Tate’s body open to accept me. It wasn’t until my leaking crown sank inside of him that Tate made a sound and when I looked up, I saw he had his eyes closed and his head thrown back.
“Tate-”
Tate shook his head before I could even continue and then his beautiful, bright, mismatched eyes opened and settled on me. “It feels so good, Michael,” he breathed. “So good.”
I nodded in understanding at the unfettered emotion in both his voice and gaze and I pressed forward a little more before pulling back and pushing in again. Tate gasped in pleasure and he released one of his legs long enough to reach his fingers down to cover my hand where it was pressed against the spot where his hip met his groin. I kept up the gentle rocking motion until I was completely seated inside of him and then I leaned forward to kiss him. I maneuvered my arms so that his legs were draped over them and the moment his hands were free, he grabbed the back of my head so I couldn’t escape his kiss. Not that I wanted to…not even for a second.
Tate’s body was gripping me so tight that I was sure I could come without even moving, but even if I’d wanted to stay like that forever, my body had other ideas. I pulled out of him and surged forward, capturing his moan as I did so. I repeated the move until I was sliding through his insanely tight heat with little resistance. Tate was still kissing me, but as his inner muscles began to tighten even more around me, he pulled his head back and looked down our bodies to where we were joined. His eyes were bright with excitement, his full, glistening lips open as he sucked in drags of air.
“Oh God,” he cried out as I began thrusting into him harder. “Yes, right there!” he shouted and dropped his head and grabbed atmy arms with his hands. It took me a moment to realize that a subtle shift of my hips was causing me to nail his prostate every time I surged into him. I slowed down dramatically and when Tate’s eyes flew open, I jammed my hips forward. He shouted in pleasure. I did it over and over again until he was whimpering with need and his hands were closing over my ass in a desperate attempt to force me to give him what he needed. But instead of slamming into him again, I stopped all together.
“Michael, please,” he said as the air seesawed in and out of him.
But I didn’t move or speak. I just looked at him, trying to take in as much of him as I could in that moment. Because there’d only been one other person who’d looked so utterly perfect to me…who’d been all I’d ever needed or wanted.
Until now.
