Page 72 of Never Leave, Never Lie

Deja vu mixed with pleasure, but Alek’s test didn’t hurt.

Ian gave a small thrust, nudging his dick against Alek’s teeth before tugging a handful of Alek’s hair. “I’m ready. Unless you want to reenact the part where I busted in my boxers, you’d better stop fucking around and get your dick inside me.”

Alek pouted. “I thought it was my turn to be bossy.”

“Sorry,” Ian said.

With cold efficiency, Alek jerked Ian’s boxers down. “Turn around so I can get you ready for me.” Once Ian turned, Alek outstretched his hand and ordered, “Lube.”

Ian’s stomach felt like it was where his heart should be. He was surprised his fingers didn’t shake when he dropped the vialinto Alek’s hand. Unseen behind him came the sound of the cap popping, the squirt of liquid, and then Alek’s fingers were rubbing lube around the outside of his hole.

“Fuck, Alek,” Ian groaned, trying not to push back, and failing.

“Patience.” Alek slapped Ian’s ass sharply with his casted hand.

“I don’t care how turned on I am. If you misuse your broken arm again, we’re going to stop.”

It was bad enough that Alek was using his hands at all, but Ian had already decided to let go of what he could to give Alek back some of the control he’d lost.

“My mistake,” Alek drawled.

Another squirt of lube and then Alek’s finger slid inside him. Ian lifted up on the tips of his toes and moaned. When Alek added another finger, Ian dropped his head, the pattern of the Persian rug blurring as he gave himself over to Alek’s expert ministrations. He was so far gone that he didn’t even care if he came without Alek inside him. They could always go again. Ian was on the doorstep of no return when Alek’s fingers left him. Ian growled.

“Be a good boy,” Alek crooned. “Turn around and climb on my cock.”

Ian straddled him. They hovered just over the edge of sex, their lips only a kiss away.

Alek’s eyes moved to Ian’s mouth and back to meet his gaze. “No second guessing?”

Ian shook his head. “You?”

In answer, Alek launched upward, closing the gap between them in a kiss that was so intense, Ian only distantly recognized that Alek was pulling him down, reeling him in, until the tip of his dick had nearly pushed inside.

Breathless against Ian’s lips, Alek said, “No more power games. Just us.”

Ian nodded. “Just us.”

Every nerve fired at once as Ian slowly, so slowly, lowered down onto Alek’s cock.

“You’re shaking,” Alek said, stroking Ian’s cheek.

Ian hadn’t noticed. He was more focused on trying not to come the fuck apart. He swore he could feel Alek’s heartbeat deep inside of him.

“Do you want to stop?” Alek asked.

“No.” Ian gripped the back of the couch, lifted himself up, and plunged back down again.

“I didn’t think I’d ever… I… Oh fuck.” Alek’s words came out stilted and heavily accented as he met Ian thrust for thrust.

They made love like they were fighting, but not against each other. The past had tried to destroy them and the future loomed with uncertainty, but maybe if they pulled each other closer, they could fuse together completely, so nothing could ever separate them again.

“I’m not going to last long,” Ian said, pulling them sideways.

They landed with a collective grunt.

“What the hell, Ian?”

“I want you on top.”

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