Page 57 of Throw Down

“Derek,” he begged, sobbing his name.“Please.”

Derek reached down to their discarded clothes and fished a condom from the pocket of his jeans.

“Lift up,” he murmured.

Briar tried to comply, but he was shaking too badly, so Derek hauled him up with one arm.

“Put your arms around my neck,” he grunted, freeing up his hands to roll the latex onto his aching cock.He took the brunt of Briar’s weight with his arms and guided him into position. They both gasped as his cock nudged against Briar’s swollen entrance.

“Oh, wow,” Briar whispered, sinking down a few inches before freezing.

“Take your time,” Derek told him.He barely recognized his own voice.

“Oh, I’ve got this,” Briar said with a breathless laugh.“I’ve been training my whole life for this moment.”

Even in his wildest fantasies, Derek had never imagined someone like Briar.Briar suited him perfectly, like he’d been born with a blueprint of Derek coded into his DNA.He was so warm, so giving, sheathing Derek so tightly that he was strained past the breaking point.It took every scrap of self-discipline Derek had to keep from thrusting up into his generous body.

Briar rested his palms flat on Derek’s chest for balance and carefully lowered himself.Derek’s gaze never wavered, taking in every detail: his flushed cheeks, rosy mouth, the gleam of sweat on his collarbones in the dim porch light.They both gasped when Briar finally sank down completely, a perfect harmony of pain and pleasure.Derek's fingertips dug into Briar's pelvis, his body trembling as he was enveloped in Briar’s softness for the first time.

The rhythm they found was slow and deliberate at first.The rocking chair swayed gently with each sensual cant of Briar’s hips.Their eyes were locked; their sweat mingled and their breathing grew heavy.Briar threw his head back and began to ride him harder, nearly upsetting the rocking chair with his thrashing.Derek braced his feet to counter the balance, but their rhythm was broken.

Briar collapsed against his chest, moaning in frustration.“This damn chair!”

Derek chuckled and kissed his sweat-damp temple.“Stand up.”

“Nooo,” Briar whimpered, and if anything, his internal muscles clamped down even harder on Derek’s swollen cock.“Stay.”

“It’ll be better this way. I promise,” Derek coaxed, stroking a hand down his spine.

Briar grumbled but reluctantly allowed Derek to lift him off his lap and set him on his feet.He looked so beautiful standing there naked in the moonlight, but he looked even better when Derek spun him around and bent him over the porch rail.Derek held him in place, one hand pressed to the center of his back, the other clutching him by one milky thigh and lifting his leg to spread him open.

“Hold onto the railing,” he instructed, barely giving Briar time to comply before sheathing himself fully inside.The new position allowed him to reach so much deeper than before, and they cried out in unison.

“Oh, God,” Briar choked, clutching the rail with both hands and hanging his head.“Do that again!”

Derek obliged, pulling back halfway before thrusting with more force.The muscles of Briar’s back tightened, and he let out a deep, primal groan that Derek had never heard from him before.A man. He was fucking a man. No.He was fucking Briar. Somehow, he knew it was only this good because it was Briar.

All he heard was their labored breathing and the sharp report of flesh slapping together.The porch railing creaked under Derek’s assault, but it wasn’t going anywhere—Derek had built it himself.He hitched Briar’s leg higher and pounded into him hard, reassured by the encouraging sounds of pleasure-pain spilling from Briar’s throat.Briar bucked against him, meeting each thrust.He’d been jerking himself off, but now he abandoned his own cock and reached back with one hand, grasping Derek's hip and using it as leverage to pull him even deeper.Their bodies slapped together, sweaty and slick from exertion.Derek pulled his head back by the hair, punishing them both with his brutal pace, edging them higher and higher until it felt like they’d both gone crazy with pleasure.

Then it happened.

Briar convulsed beneath him. His eyes rolled back, and he cried out, shooting in uncontrolled spurts that painted his thighs in come.His internal muscles spasmed, clenching around Derek like a vise, sparking his own orgasm.Deep pleasure rocked through him, releasing years of pent-up frustration in a white-hot explosion.His vision went dark, and he collapsed on top of Briar’s sweat-slick back, shoving him harder into the railing.Their joined bodies shuddered in unison.

It felt like they’d bled together until their edges blurred; he couldn’t be sure where he ended and Briarbegan.He pressed his forehead between Briar’s shoulder blades, kissed his back, and listened as their ragged gasps began tofade.They stayed like that for what felt like aneternity.The crickets had long stopped chirping, replaced by the soft rustle of leaves and the whisper of thewind.

This wasn’t afterglow; it wasrebirth.

Nothing could ever be the sameagain.

Chapter Twenty-Two

BRIAR

Briar was exactly where he’d always wanted to be—cuddled up beneath Derek in his huge bed.He knew he was an optimist, but he thought he might feasibly live out the rest of his life right here between the crisp cotton sheets,living on nothing but Derek’s kisses and the pale morning sunshine creeping through the blinds.The world was harsh, but the world was out there.Here, it was only the two of them.Here, they could be themselves, free of all expectations.

They were breathing in unison.Something about that tickled Briar, and he rested his palm against Derek’s chest to test his heartbeat.Slow, steady, and reliable. If he concentrated, he thought he could even match their heartbeats.

Something strange and wonderful had happened last night.For the first time in his life, Briar wasn’t playing at romance.Derek had given him no choice but to split his heart open and lay it bare for him to view…and Derek hadn’t betrayed that trust.Derek hadn’t hurt him. He’d cradled his beating heart in his big, work-worn hands, and he’d kept it safe.

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