Page 43 of Rising Storm

Chapter 17

Friday at noon, Helix posed as one of the janitors and pushed the vacuum down the hall as his brother went into the office. He only had time to barely hear Sayer telling the secretary about a car accident before the door shut. He’d filched a set of overalls from the supply closet and the things had obviously been made for someone a lot bigger because they sagged on his body. He should have had Gareth wear these. At least his height would have fit a little better. But they were big enough to house the backpack he’d wear underneath when he came back for the statuette. He’d also pulled a ball cap onto his head and made sure to keep his face away from the office.

He did glance through the glass window to see his brother being hugged by Barnette Kavaugh. Sayer looked tiny next to the man and Helix’s hands curled into fists. He never understood anyone who would pick on someone so much smaller. But Sayer was doing his part and hugging his husband back, though when he turned his face, Helix could see pain etched there.

It wasn’t only physical pain either. Some part of his brother was attached to the man and no matter how hard he tried, Helix could not understand. He’d heard about people being attached to their abusers and his brother showed signs of just that. God, he wanted to march in there and beat the shit out of Kavaugh. He wanted to show him what it was like to fight someone his own size. But Sayer had explained that the marriage had been great at first. How hard must it be for him now that things had changed into violence. Helix had to work to think of the relationship from his brother’s perspective, but then he’d never been in love.

He thought of Gareth and snorted. What they were doing wasn’t love but it sure wasn’t like anything he’d experienced before. Which made him wonder…

Kavaugh looked up and Helix slowly turned away so the man couldn’t get a good look at him. He went back to moving the vacuum.

He got the entire hallway floor clean before Sayer and his husband walked out of the office. As he watched, Sayer dropped the key card in a planter near the elevators. Helix waited until they were out of sight before he snatched the card. He and Gareth would return that night to steal the statuette.

Hurrying to the supply closet, he then got out of the coveralls and shoved the vacuum where he’d found it. He put the coveralls back on the shelf and made sure there was another pair. He’d give these to Gareth. After he found a pair, he left the supply closet and walked to a window to watch his brother strolling along the sidewalk outside with Kavaugh. They were actually holding hands. His lip curled but he squashed down the nausea this gave him and hurried to the elevator.

The best time for them to come back was at five, when they could blend with the crowds of people leaving the offices. That left several hours to kill.

He got into the car where Gareth waited.

“Get it?”

“Yeah. We’ve got about five hours to kill before we have to go back.” He twisted in his seat to grin at Gareth. “Since I left you hanging last night, I know just how we should spend them.”

“I like the way you think.”

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They metin the middle of the room, their mouths slashing, the kiss going deep fast. Gareth held the back of Helix’s head and ravaged his lips and his tongue.

Helix wrapped tight arms around him and anchored their bodies together before he started rutting against him. He clasped both hands over Gareth’s ass and rubbed and rubbed.

Gareth pulled away and ripped his shirt over his head then came back to clasp both hands on either side of Helix’s face, bringing their mouths together. He opened his mouth over Helix’s, pushing his lips wide, delving inside for every taste he could find. God, the man just flattened him, made him need with a fire that burned him from the inside out. He felt Helix’s hard dick rubbing against his own and he slid his hand down to grab his hip while his other hand slipped to Helix’s neck.

“I’m never going to get enough of you,” he whispered, kissing him over and over. “Lose the clothes.”

Helix stepped back and unbuttoned his shirt then shrugged it off. He undid his slacks and pushed them and his underwear down, his dick slapping against his abs. Gareth ran his hands over the taut muscles of Helix’s stomach and along the ripped hip muscles. He slid around to cup his ass. The firm globes felt wonderful in his hands, filling his palms perfectly. His skin was fire against his own.

This still didn’t feel like just sex to Gareth. They had a connection that frankly gutted him, made him feel as if every cell in his body were being electrocuted, like he’d expire if he didn’t get inside the man. He kissed down his neck, taking the warm flesh into his mouth and sucking. Helix groaned and tilted his head to give him more access. He smelled so damn good.Tastedso damn good. He licked a line down his Adam’s apple and nipped his collarbone, then kept going until he could take a nipple into his mouth. He lightly bit down, then sucked. Helix shuddered and clasped his head close. He’d noticed the man liked attention on his nipples, so he made sure to pay close attention to both of them until he had Helix a quivering mess.

Helix pulled him back up so he could kiss him again and Gareth sent his tongue deep into his mouth. He was so hard, his jeans were hurting him. He pulled back and hurriedly unbuttoned his fly and pushed his jeans and boxers down and off. Helix reached out and wrapped his fingers around Gareth’s cock. He stroked, his light brown eyes glittering up at Gareth as he tightened his hand and slowly moved it up and down. He used his other hand to cup Gareth’s balls as he came in to kiss Gareth’s chest.

He licked and nuzzled, the whole time his hand moving up and down on Gareth’s dick.

Gareth was pretty sure he was gonna lose his mind. He threw his head back, a long moan escaping his throat. He thrust up into Helix’s hand. Helix moved to his neck and sucked, then wrapped one arm around Gareth’s back as he tightened his fingers.

“Want you to fuck me again,” he whispered into Gareth’s ear. “Want you to slide this hard cock into my ass and make me feel it.”

Gareth groaned and turned his face to bring their mouths back together. He pressed open Helix’s lips and met his tongue. The wet glide made his belly flip-flop. They kissed until his lips grew sensitive and still it wasn’t enough. Helix tugged him toward the bed and followed, unable to give up even a second of skin-on-skin time. They fell onto the bed, legs intertwining and dicks sliding against each other. Sweat built between them and the smell of musk and man filled the room. It was a heady scent that fired up Gareth even more. He rolled on top of Helix, nestling between his legs and Helix tightened his thighs on either side of him.

“Where’s the condoms and lube?” he breathed into Helix’s neck. “Oh shit, they’re in my room.”

“Hurry!”

Gareth rolled off him and had to laugh as he yanked on his jeans and ran to his room. He left Helix’s door open and had time to see the man growl as he covered his junk with the comforter. He grabbed the condoms and lube and ran back. “You want in me this time instead?” Gareth asked.

“No. I wanna ride you.”

“You’re gonna kill me,” Gareth groaned as he settled on his back. His hands made quick work of the condom as Helix prepared himself. Watching him do that sent lust spiraling through him so hard, he held his breath. When Helix came over him and lowered himself onto Gareth’s cock, he still couldn’t breathe. That hot sheath surrounded him and his breath suddenly whooshed out of his mouth.

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