Page 39 of Rising Storm

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They stoppedfor supplies and by the time they got into the motel room, Helix was shaking with anticipation. He pressed Gareth into the door the second it closed, his mouth slashing over Gareth’s. The man opened for him and he pressed their bodies together. God, he felt good. He opened Gareth’s mouth wide for his tongue, taking the kiss deep.

Gareth’s groan vibrated against his tongue and he shuddered and pulled back to yank his shirt off. He shoved his hands under Gareth’s T-shirt, his palms meeting smooth skin and crinkly hair. He pushed the shirt up and off, then reached for the button at the top of Gareth’s jeans.

Gareth seemed just as frantic to touch him everywhere, his hands roaming Helix’s chest and back. “What do you like?” he asked, his voice raspy.

“I want you to fuck me. Hard and fast.” Helix stepped back.

Gareth swiped up the bag he’d dropped on the floor when Helix had tackled him against the door and tossed it onto the bed. He kicked off his shoes and pushed down his jeans, his hard dick slapping into his belly. Helix couldn’t stop himself from reaching for it, closing his fingers around it and stroking. Gareth gasped and thrust into his hand.

Helix went back in for another kiss, unable to keep from wanting to feel those full lips against his. He kept his hand around Gareth’s cock, loving the smooth, warm flesh. Fuck, the man was hot. He pulled back to run his gaze over the hard planes of his chest, over the crinkly black hair. Desire spiked through his gut and he grabbed Gareth by the arms and pulled him to the bed. “You wanna fuck me?”

“Hell yes,” Gareth breathed as he came down over him. “But you got to lose the pants first.”

Grinning, Helix rolled Gareth off him and hurriedly kicked off his jeans. He moved back onto his side and plastered his body to Gareth’s, groaning at the feel of all that naked skin against his. He slid his leg between Gareth’s, loving the rasp of hair against him. He brought up his leg, nesting his thigh against Gareth’s balls. Gareth rubbed on him, his hips sliding back and forth. His hands ran down Helix’s chest.

“Your body is insane,” Gareth murmured, leaning in to kiss Helix’s neck. “I love looking at it.”

“I like yours, too.” Helix leaned his head back as Gareth kissed his jaw. Gareth rolled on top of him and rubbed their cocks together. He had his hands propped on either side of Helix’s head as he looked down at their bodies. Helix looked down too, arrested by the sight of that big form rubbing against him. He stretched up, wanting those lips again and Gareth speared into his mouth with a moan.

They rolled around on the bed, touching each other everywhere, exploring each other until Helix couldn’t wait any longer. “Now. I want you now.”

Gareth reached for the sack and pulled out the box of condoms and the lube. He got lube on his fingers and rubbed them over Helix’s hole. He circled a few times before he pressed his finger inside him. Helix gasped and came up off the bed, his brain spinning with excitement. It had been so long since he’d felt the heat of a man inside him. He squeezed his ass muscles and smiled as Gareth sucked in a breath and added another finger. He stared hard down at Helix, his expression so serious and full of desire, something in Helix’s chest clenched. His belly flip-flopped with pleasure as he met that intense brown gaze. “Now,” he whispered. “Come into me now.”

Gareth quickly got a condom and rolled it down himself before coating it with lube. Helix slung his arms under his knees and brought them up, opening himself for Gareth who slid slowly into him.

“Ahhhh,” Helix moaned, his head going back. That slide, that fullness, that burn—he loved it all. He gritted his teeth and pushed his hips up, watching Gareth’s face as he slid fully into Helix. He pulled away, his fire hot gaze on where they were joined. He pushed back in, the chords in his neck going taut as he let out a hoarse cry.

“So fucking good,” Gareth breathed. He moved in and out of Helix’s body, his thrusts sure and strong. Deep.

Pleasure curled in Helix’s gut, it drew up his balls. He let go of one of his legs to stroke his cock, but Gareth pushed his hand away and wrapped his own around it. He stroked in time to his thrusts and Helix reached up to run his hands over that curly hair on Gareth’s chest. Damn. The strength is his body, his movements, thrilled Helix down to his bones. The muscles in his abdomen flexed with every movement of his hips. Sweat rolled down his chest. He was so incredibly sexy. Helix put his legs down and Gareth came over him, kissing him even as he kept moving inside his body. Moisture built between them, causing them to slide over each other.

Helix rolled his eyes back into his head at the utter pleasure. He propped his feet on the bed and rolled his hips up into Gareth. His toes curled in the bedding.

Gareth picked up his pace, his cock nailing Helix in the best spot.

“Yeah,” he cried out. “There. Oh fuck, yes!”

Gareth began pounding that spot as grunts left his throat. It was so wildly hot, Helix’s orgasm slammed through him and he yelled and unloaded all over his stomach and Gareth’s. Gareth kept pushing into him, his movements jerky as hoarse cries joined the masculine grunts. Gareth let out a long, rumbling moan as his body went taut and he pulsed inside of Helix as he came inside the condom. He slumped over him, but the weight was welcome. Helix closed his eyes, overcome by the strength of his orgasm. He held Gareth close, not caring what he read into the gesture, but for some reason, unable to let go of him. Even when Gareth rolled to his side, Helix kept his arms around him.

But Gareth held him right back.

“I wonder if Sayer heard any of that?” Gareth murmured.

“Probably. I don’t much care.” He felt really good, satiated and comfortable against Gareth. The man’s big, furry body was cozy when it wasn’t driving him to distraction.

“Did you leave his food in the car?”

“Shit, I did. Hold on.” He reluctantly pulled away and threw on his jeans before running out to get the food out of the car. It wouldn’t do so well in the heat. Instead of going to Sayer though, he went back into Gareth’s room and dropped the container on the small table between the chairs. Before he could talk himself out of it, he was pulling off his pants and rejoining Gareth in the bed, surprising himself. But he wasn’t done with the post-sex cuddle. It shocked him because he’d never been one for post-sex cuddles either.

Gareth opened his arms and Helix settled into them. He still considered this situation temporary, but as they’d sat across from each other in the restaurant, he’d decided to experience this to the fullest while they were here and away from everyone in Maine. He had no idea what would happen when they were home, but he only planned for this to be a short-term thing. Didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy the man and his thick arms. A part of him did worry that his behavior would make Gareth think he was considering his dating request.

He’d be lying to himself if he didn’t think of it. They were explosive together and the sex was off the charts.

“So tell me about your childhood,” Helix said, rubbing one hand over Gareth’s chest.

“My parents weren’t into being parents and dropped me off at my uncle’s when I was little. It was a good thing since they often forgot they had a kid. He kept me and raised me.”

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