Page 19 of The Heart of Moonlight Falls

Sebastian remembered to breathe again, gasping, “James.” He pulled him close and got lost in their kisses.

James’s cock stretched him, the slide of skin on skin capturing Sebastian’s attention. Each noise James made echoed in Sebastian’s ears, imprinting itself in Sebastian’s memory. Altogether, it was beautiful.

The slow rhythm of rocking hips and soft whines went on and on. Sebastian had never lasted this long. He never wanted this to end. James’s cock dragged over Sebastian’s prostate, and Sebastian moaned, but James kept it slow, letting Sebastian’s pleasure build but never burst.

James pulled out and replaced his cock with his fingers. “I want you in my lap. I need to hold you every way I can.”

“Yes.” Sebastian sighed and clenched around James. He always wanted to be held.

James sat up against the pillows and headboard, pulling Sebastian onto him. Sebastian sank down on his cock and wrapped his arms around James as James cradled his waist. Sebastian rolled his hips and rubbed his nose against James’s. He kept their sensual pace, wishing they could be connected like this forever.

“I love you, James.”

James gasped and tightened his hold on Sebastian. “I love you too.” He thrust up and shuddered, eyes locked on Sebastian’s. “I’ll always love you,” he groaned desperately as his cock pulsed, coming and filling Sebastian.

Sebastian moaned, echoing James. His heart was so full. James’s love was so clear that Sebastian couldn’t have doubted it if he’d tried. They clung to each other, James letting out shuttering breaths as Sebastian worked his hips, dragging out James’s orgasm and showing James his love was just as strong.

Sebastian stilled as James’s orgasm faded. He didn’t move off James, wanting to hold his release inside him and be filled by James’s cock as long as possible. James grasped Sebastian’s aching, precum-slick dick, stroking in firm, tender motions that matched the rest of their lovemaking. He kissed Sebastian deep, accepting Sebastian’s whimpers into his mouth as Sebastian began to come at last.

James whined as Sebastian clenched around his sensitive cock. Sebastian’s orgasm seemed to roll on in waves and left him completely spent, held tight in James’s arms.

Sebastian had no doubts, fears, or reservations when it came to James.

They were in love.

8

JAMES

James and Sebastian showered together once they summoned the willpower to get out of bed. James found himself in a drowsy, deeply satiated state. He couldn’t stop smiling.

“I’ve never been this happy,” he murmured into Sebastian’s ear.

“Me either.” Sebastian dropped his head back and James kissed down his neck, chasing the water droplets cascading down his sweet skin.

A loud bang came from somewhere in the house. They both stilled, catching each other’s eye.

Sebastian frowned. “That didn’t sound like someone knocking on the door.”

“No.” James rinsed the remaining soap from his body and they got out of the shower.

Sebastian passed him a towel. “Things have remained quiet on the shade front, right?”

“As far as I’ve heard, yeah.” There weren’t any more noises, and James wondered if they were being overly cautious. Could it have been a car backfiring or something on the neighbor’s side of the building?

They dried quickly and exited the bathroom. James needed to start keeping some clothes here. He pulled on his discarded boxer briefs as Sebastian peered out the window.

It was fully dark. James had no idea what time it was. They’d made love for what felt like hours. He wished the reality of their situation hadn’t intruded so quickly. He’d wanted the rest of the night to bask in soft, tender feelings with Sebastian.

“There are shades in the town circle,” Sebastian said, not looking away from the window.

James hurried up behind him. “Are there a lot?” Over Sebastian’s shoulder, he could see about a dozen flying around the street and above the stone monument in the middle of the town square.

“Doesn’t seem too bad.” Sebastian hesitated. “Unless more are coming.”

James placed a hand on the small of Sebastian’s back, rubbing his thumb over the dimples he loved so much. “At least they aren’t swarming the duplex. I was afraid that sound was one hitting a window.”

“Me too.”

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