Page 139 of Billion Dollar Love: Manlove Edition

“Christ, you’re still hot.” Carson grinned. “You’re making me crazy.” He reached for Luke. “Fuck me.”

“That’s my plan—to make you crave me.” Luke stroked a few more times until Carson relaxed. “I crave you, too.”

Another groan ripped from Carson. “I can’t take this much longer. I’ll come.”

“Can’t have that.” Luke eased his fingers from Carson’s ass, then stood and sheathed himself. He lined his erection up with Carson’s hole. “Ready?” Pride swelled in his veins, and his heart beat for Carson. “Breathe. Bear down on me.” He groaned as he pushed into Carson’s body. “Shit, you’re tight.”

“Been a long time.” Carson grunted, then relaxed a bit. He held tight to his knees. “Oh, fuck. I missed you.” His smile increased in wattage. “Need you.”

“You’ve got me.” Luke sank balls deep into Carson before pulling most of the way out. He worked into a steady rhythm in seconds. The sound of his body against Carson’s, skin on skin, echoed in the room. The bed creaked beneath them, and time seemed to stand still. This moment embodied perfection. With Carson, he was needed and complete. He loved being with the man in his heart. He didn’t care about money or status. Cash could dwindle and social standing changed all the time. He and Carson had the type of love that would last because he trusted his heart.

Luke lost himself in the act of fucking Carson. He rubbed Carson’s abs, then moved up to his pecs. He pinched one of Carson’s nipples. With each thrust, he pinched.

“Jesus, I love it.” Carson arched beneath Luke. He tightened his legs around Luke’s waist and shuddered. “I’m close.”

He memorized this moment. Everything between him and Carson was how he’d imagined. Carson crinkled his brow and groaned. He stroked his cock in time with Luke’s thrusts. When he flexed his hole around Luke’s shaft, Luke’s thoughts short-circuited.

“I can’t.” Carson parted his lips. He jerked forward, and cum shot across his belly. Another groan erupted from him. He relaxed before sagging beneath Luke. “Shit.”

Seeing Carson come apart kicked his own orgasm into gear. Luke pistoned into Carson. He pinched Carson’s nipple one more time before he simply rubbed the tender bundle of nerves.

Carson moaned again and wrapped his hand around Luke’s wrist. “I’m shattered.”

Luke embraced the climax. Now that he had Carson bare, he could be bare, too. He shivered as he added three more thrusts. The orgasm washed over him, wringing him out from head to toe. He surged into Carson one more time, then slumped over him. The world seemed to spin around them.

Carson closed his eyes, and a lazy smile curled on his lips. “We’ve gotten better with age.”

How in the hell was Carson making complete sentences? Luke had scrambled his thoughts when he came. He needed the room to stop spinning. But he had his man and everything he’d ever craved. He panted until he could relax. Luke pulled out of Carson and flopped onto the bed. He removed the condom and tossed it into the garbage.

Carson grasped Luke’s free hand. “I need a moment.”

“Uh-huh.” He sucked in a ragged breath. The world righted and he regained his thoughts. “I never expected us to be here.”

“In your bed?”

“My bed, my house … back in my life.” Luke rolled onto his side and rested his hand on Carson’s belly. “I’m happy. Are you?”

“Yes.” Carson tipped his gaze to meet Luke’s. “I knew we’d find our way back to each other.”

At least one of them had faith. He hadn’t. Not until now.

Carson dragged a blanket over his body, then over Luke’s and settled. He twined his legs with Luke’s. “I have one question. Well, no. Maybe two.”

“What?” Luke asked. “I’m an open book.”

“I know.” Carson grinned. “What do your tats mean? Why’d you pick these? Why’d you pierce your nipples? I mean, beyond it looked cool and got you better tips. I heard most people don’t get tatted or pierced for no reason. Don’t get me wrong—they’re all hot, and I love them.”

He hadn’t given his ink or the barbells much thought, not in quite a while. “Well, you think they’re hot. That’s why.”

“You knew I’d like them? Or do you like them?”

“You ask a lot of questions,” Luke said. “The piercings are sexy against my skin, and they made me feel bold.” He shrugged. “I’ve needed the confidence plenty of times.”

“I wish I’d have been here. I would’ve boosted you,” Carson said. “I’ve always known you are unstoppable.”

“You did? Well, you’ve been with me the whole time.” Luke pointed to the tattoo of books over his heart. “See? Your name is one of the titles. You’re always with me.”

Carson traced the lines of the tattoo. “I am.” His eyes sparkled. “Well, holy shit.”

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