Page 89 of Tell Me Lies: Manlove Edition

No finesse. Just desire. “Drawer.” He tried to point in the right direction.

Carsten left him alone long enough to retrieve a condom and lube. When Carsten returned to the bed, Will rolled onto his back.

“Going to fuck me?” Will asked. He drew his knees to his chest in a silent invitation. “Please?”

“If I knew we’d get together and have so much fun, I’d have lost my fears back when we were in school.” Carsten squirted lube onto his fingers and caressed Will’s hole. He toyed and teased him, running the tip of his finger over the puckered skin. “I lost my nerve so many times, but I wanted to tell you all along that I craved you. Wanted to feel your hot body beneath mine, you riding me. I wanted to look into your eyes and feel like I’d come home.”

Carsten’s words struck a chord within him. They’d be his undoing. He relaxed as Carsten breached him.

“So tight.” Carsten moaned. “I love it.” He pumped his finger, pushing in and pulling out most of the way to prep Will.

So did he. Will rocked his hips, pulling more of Carsten into him. Being so vulnerable and having his mind so wide open pleased him. It was freedom, really. He could have everything he ever wanted.

What did he want?

Sex.

Not with anyone.

With Carsten.

Words filled his mind. Memories of the concert and the song Carsten sang played on a loop. The ice around his heart melted. He’d never really fallen out of love with Carsten, but this wasn’t surface love. This wasn’t teenage fantasy love, either. This was stronger. He’d need time to fully foment the love, but the start was there.

“Practically keeping me inside.” Carsten kissed Will’s right shin. “So fucking good. Better than I imagined.”

“We haven’t fucked yet.” He knew damn well this could get so much better. He needed it.

“I know,” Carsten said, his voice husky. “We will.”

Will shivered and groaned. Goddamn. He couldn’t wait for everything Carsten had to give.

He was ready.

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Carsten panted. He loved the enthusiasm in Will’s voice and also loved the way Will felt. Nothing was truly perfect—there were rough edges and scars on everyone—but he’d found someone who could accept him, imperfections and all. Will was that man.

Carsten withdrew his fingers and tore open the condom wrapper with his teeth.

“You’ll kill your teeth that way.” Will’s eyes glittered.

“I know.” He couldn’t wait to be inside Will. He sheathed himself in seconds, then added more lube. “Ready?” he asked as he stroked himself.

“Born ready.” Will exhaled and met Carsten’s gaze. Light and hunger filled his eyes. He parted his lips.

“Good.” He pressed the head of his dick against Will’s hole. Excitement thundered through his veins. Desire overwhelmed him. The sizzle between him and Will was undeniable. He pushed slowly into Will. He’d dreamed of this moment for years. Unlike his dreams, reality was better than his imagination. He wasn’t thrilled he’d waited for so long because he could’ve been loving Will all this time and had him in his life, but at least he’d finally made a move.

This was happening.

Will tensed as Carsten completely filled him. He shivered. “Oh, God.”

“Yes?” Carsten began to thrust.

“Yes.” Another groan vibrated in Will.

“Fuck.” Carsten moved his hips, shoving to the hilt before pulling nearly all the way out. He built a steady rhythm. He leaned over Will and pressed his face to Will’s neck, breathing him in. The healing in the act of making love filled his mind. His heart was stronger and his soul renewed.

All because of Will.

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