Page 48 of Rising Storm

“Oh Hell yeah,” Helix breathed. He sat up and reached for the condom and lube next to the bed. The whole time he prepared himself, he watched Gareth and the intimacy of his stare made Gareth’s heart beat even harder. He wondered if the man had any idea how he was looking at him.

Helix covered his fingers in lube and brought them to Gareth’s hole. He circled the puckered skin, then sent one finger inside him. Gareth sucked in a breath and spread his legs wider, sensitive nerve endings firing. By the time he’d worked in two fingers, Gareth was writhing on the bed, so ready for the man, he felt like he couldn’t catch his breath. It had been a long time since he’d bottomed, but he was excited for it.

Helix brought his cock to his entrance and never took his gaze away as he slowly pushed inside. Then his eyes closed and his head went back as he moaned his pleasure. Gareth felt stretched, but he watched in fascination, loving the ecstasy on the man’s face. He was doing that to him. His body clasped around Helix as he began to move, pushing in and out slowly. He opened his eyes and watched where they were joined, his mouth falling open as he moaned again.

He came down over Gareth and opened his mouth over Gareth’s neck. Gareth wrapped an arm around him, holding him close as Helix moved inside his body. He lifted his hips, loving the deep slide of that hard cock.

Sweat built between them, yet he kept his arm around Helix, wanting him as close as possible. He wrapped one arm behind one knee, bringing his leg up high so Helix could go even deeper. The groan against his throat thrilled him. He loved knowing he was giving this man pleasure, loved the glide of his cock—loved all of it.

Hell, he loved Helix. Really loved him.

He didn’t know how it happened so fast, but what he felt for the broken, angry man was so strong, it awed him. So, he held on and moved his body and focused on the absolute wonder of feeling the man inside him.

Helix came up and kissed him, sliding his tongue deep into Gareth’s mouth. He couldn’t help but wonder if Helix felt it, too. This connection they shared. Helix suddenly let out a hoarse cry against his mouth, and picked up the pace, pounding down into Gareth harder. It felt so good, Gareth saw stars. He spread his legs as wide as he could and rode out the thrusts because Helix was hitting him just right. Helix reached between them and grasped hold of Gareth’s cock, stroking him in time with his movements. He braced one arm beside Gareth’s head, his eyes closed, his mouth hanging open.

Gareth watched him with wonder. Helix in the throes of passion was a gorgeous thing. Sweat dripped from his body onto Gareth’s and when he sat up on his knees and grabbed Gareth’s hips, Gareth cried out, his orgasm spearing through his body like lightning. Every muscle in his body went taut and he came all over his stomach, the pleasure so intense he gritted his teeth.

“Yeah,” Helix moaned. “Come for me. That’s it.”

He pounded harder into his body, rubbing the cum on Gareth’s stomach, spreading it into his skin.

“So fucking gorgeous,” Helix whispered.

But Helix was the gorgeous one and as Gareth came down from his orgasm, he watched as Helix’s hips began stuttering. He pressed inside him two more times before he threw his head back and groaned. Watching him come was just as exciting as coming himself. Helix’s muscles tensed and the tendons in his neck went stiff. He shuddered and gripped Gareth’s hips, holding him still as he filled the condom. Gareth wished for no condom between them, wished to feel the slick spend in his body. He’d never felt that before and he craved nothing between them.

Helix fell onto his hands, panting, his eyes slowly opening and a smile teasing the corners of his lips. “That was something else.”

“We’re good at this.”

“Yeah,” he breathed, coming down for a soft kiss.

There was a promise in that kiss Gareth felt all the way to his toes. He pressed harder against Helix’s mouth, then licked his bottom lip. The man tasted of salt from his sweat. Salt and promises.

Helix grasped the base of the condom and pulled out of Gareth, before tying off the condom and tossing it toward the wastebasket next to the bed. He got up and walked naked into the bathroom and Gareth watched his ass the whole way. Helix had a spectacular ass, full and tight. Helix came back with a towel and instead of handing it to Gareth, he wiped him down himself. He dropped the towel beside the bed and stretched out on his side, propping his head on one hand. He surprised Gareth by placing his other hand over his heart. “Still pounding.”

“You do that to me,” he whispered with a smile.

Helix smiled back. “You do odd stuff to me, too.”

“Odd stuff?” Gareth chuckled. “Do explain.”

“Nope. I don’t have your desire to talk out all my feelings.”

“But you do have them? Feelings?”

“Yeah, Gareth, I do. And I have no idea what to do about them.”

“You could date me. When we’re back in Maine.”

Helix was silent for several long moments before he sighed. “I don’t think I have a choice.”

Gareth couldn’t help but grin. “Don’t make it sound so bad.”

“I’ve never been in a relationship. With anyone. I’m not sure I’d be very good at it.”

“But you’re willing to give us a try?”

“Yeah. I’m nowhere near done with you.” He leaned down and stared hard at Gareth before dropping a kiss on his lips. “This will definitely be interesting. Pretty sure I’ll make a shit boyfriend.”

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