Page 40 of The Devil Himself
“Oh God. I am trying not to spend immediately.” Rys pulled back to thrust again, his skin against Luc’s so hot, the friction stunning him.
Luc never felt anything so perfect in his life.
Rys held him so close no air could flow between them, slamming up against Luc. m He knew he was untried in this, but Rys had made it easy, which surprised him. Luc urged Rys on, and he moved faster and faster, sliding his hand between them to grasp Luc’s cock.
When Luc finally spent himself, he shouted, and his body clamped down on Rys’s cock so hard that he saw stars.
Wheezing, Rys rocked once, twice more before he filled Luc with his seed, a deep hungry sound akin to a growl coming from his throat.
They lay together, wheezing for breath, for long moments. Then Rys gently disengaged from Luc’s body so he could rise and go to the basin, wetting a cloth.
Luc frowned a bit, worrying that he had not been satisfactory. “Why did you?—”
“We’ll be more comfortable if we clean up a bit.” And Rys washed them both, taking great care with Luc’s arse, which made his cheeks heat with the intimacy of it.
“Will you come back now?” Luc held out his arms, waiting.
Rys joined him, pulling the coverlet over both of them. “Are you glad you invaded my chamber now, my angel?”
“Mmm.” Luc was drowsy already, his eyelids heavy, and he heard Rys chuckle softly.
“Rest then. I’ll be right here.”
Luc hoped that was true, but he could no longer answer. He closed his eyes and fell into sleep like a candle being snuffed.
Sixteen
Rys pulled on his waistcoat, buttoning the damn thing himself, though he usually had his valet to help him. Not that he couldn’t dress himself. Fashion was just so damned complicated these days.
But he didn’t want to kick Luc out of his bed, where he’d stayed overnight, so he’d decided to go it alone today.
The cravat was even more damned trying than the other bits.
Luc stirred, rising up on one elbow to stare at him, a smile on his sleepy face. “Good morning.”
Heat suffused him, and Rys tried to push it down. “Good morning, Luc. I’ll be off to the club soon. Just tell the staff what you want to break your fast.”
“Oh.” Luc sat up all the way, clearly casting about for his clothes. “Has Harris asked you to come early?”
“We slept late.” He knew his tone was too sharp, but he could not help it. Somehow, the intimacy of this, what they had done yesterday and last night, was far more… disconcerting than a quick hand or mouth. It had made something in his chest open up, and Rys didn’t want to think too hard on it, because he had eschewed real entanglements since his family had turned on him.
“I see.” Luc just studied him until finally he rose, finding his breeches and then tugging them on. “I think I shall return to my townhouse today.”
Now it was Rys’s turn to stare, his hands on the trailing ends of his neckcloth. “What?”
Luc gave him a faint, wry smile that did not reach his eyes. “I think we have proven that I am well-healed, considering how active we were. I am fine. I shall go home today.”
Rys narrowed his eyes at Luc. “Don’t be a damn fool. Someone shot you.”
“Yes, they did. And it’s high time I set to finding out who rather than lying about playing the indolent nobleman with nothing better to do.” Luc’s voice became clipped by the end of that statement, his eyes snapping blue fire.
“How on earth have I upset you?” Rys asked, throwing his hands up. “I need to go to work.”
“Have I said otherwise?” Luc pulled his shirt over his head. “I am not upset. I am being realistic. This has been a fine place to recover, and I feel as though I have been on a grand holiday, but I need to get back to my house so my servants know I’m alive. I should go see Hannah. I need to check in with my man of affairs.”
“He’s been coming here,” Rys snapped, tying his cravat with a few twists and jerks. He was no simpering dandy. A simple knot would do.
“Yes, but it is awkward, as my ledgers and such are in my study.” Luc picked up his boots and stockings and padded to the door. “If I learn anything new, I shall send a note around. I trust you will do the same for me.”
