Page 46 of From the Flames
Willy moaned softly. “And I want to feel you in me.”
Kevin groaned deeply and nearly dropped the drawer from the bedside table in his haste to get at the supplies. Willy chuckled, and Kevin growled again.
“What? Sex should be fun.”
“But not funny.”
Willy wound his fingers around Kevin’s cock. “There is nothing funny about this.” He stroked slowly, and the mirth evaporated, replaced by passion that threatened to blow Willy away. Kevin tugged him to the edge of the bed, parting his legs, and teased his fingers at his opening as he took his cock down his throat in a single swift movement that took his breath away. And when Kevin breached him with a finger at the same damned time, he thought he was going to fly to pieces.
“Kevin,” Willy pleaded after the most delicious torture possible. He hadn’t thought he would ever feel this alive again.
“What do you want?” he asked, his voice deep and rough, lips swollen and wet.
He pulled Kevin up to him, mashing their lips together as their chests heaved. “I want you to fuck me.”
Kevin groaned, and Willy held him tighter, the kisses growing more intense until Kevin backed away and got himself ready. Seconds later, Willy was being kissed again as Kevin pressed to him, and Willy opened himself, taking Kevin inside him. The initial burn was intoxicating, and that sensation only grew as Kevin filled him more and more, his cock stretching him until he felt Kevin’s hips against his ass. Willy stilled him, taking the time to adjust and give himself a chance to breathe. Then, slowly, Kevin began to move.
“Which do you like more?” Kevin asked. “Out…?” He drew back, and Willy moaned. “Or in?” He filled him once more with almost agonizing slowness, and Willy’s eyes closed. “I just saw my answer.”
“Hell yes,” Willy whimpered as Kevin continued his slow pace, rolling his hips just right. It was too much and not enough all at once. Kevin was sexy as hell, his chest glistening in the light from the window. Willy loved that sight and could watch Kevin forever, but the rest of him was quickly reaching the point of no return, and as much as he wanted this to last, he could already feel the beginnings of his release sneaking up on him.
Kevin slowed, drawing out the excitement. Willy felt like he was balancing on a knife edge, and Kevin kept him there for longer than he thought possible. He was so close, and just when he thought Kevin was going to take pity on him, he’d slow again, pushing Willy higher and higher, until he could hardly breathe. “I know just how to play your body,” Kervin whispered. “You have the sexiest sighs.”
“What?” Willy gasped, clutching at the bedding.
“I can tell your need. You want to come so bad, and yet you aren’t quite there.” Willy knew exactly how he could get there, but Kevin gently batted his hand away. “Your release is mine. I want to give it to you. I want to be the one to send you over the edge so hard that your head aches.”
“You’re almost there already,” Willy admitted, and Kevin pressed forward, stretching his torso and finally stroking Willy hard and fast. “I can tell.”
“Yeah. Almost… right there….”
“Hold on for just another second,” Kevin demanded, and then he gripped tighter, sending Willy flying, and damn, that was exactly how it felt. Somehow he had grown wings and soared with Kevin right next to him.
Seconds passed, and slowly Willy returned to himself. Kevin kissed him, and they held each other, their bodies still connected, but not destined to stay that way. Separation was quivery, and then they lay together in an amazing sweaty mess,breathing hard and holding each other in the quiet. “I’m glad you didn’t wake the kids,” Kevin told him.
“Me?” Willy smacked him. “You….” He grinned. “That would have been kind of weird.”
“You know, once this is over, you should get a lock for the bedroom, because the last thing we’d want is one of the kids coming in while we’re making love.” He stroked the hair off Willy’s forehead. “I know the kids are the most important thing. They have to be. But the time we’re together is ours—yours, mine, and not theirs.”
“Amen to that.” He scooted closer to Kevin, letting his warmth surround him. “Are you going to stay?”
“Yes. But I’ll leave early in the morning and try not to wake you. I want to make a show of being at the house before we make the announcement. I don’t know if anyone is watching us now, but judging by the notes we’ve received, they are paying attention, so we’ll do our best to keep them off their game and make sure they’re watching where we want them to.” He got out of the bed and went to the bathroom, then returned with a towel that they used for cleanup. Then he climbed back into bed and they snuggled together.
“This is where I want to be,” Willy said softly.
“Me too,” Kevin whispered softly.
“And I want all of us to be safe.” It was like he was putting a prayer out into the universe. Willy could only hope that it was listening.
WILLY SATin his chair and turned on the local news station’s noon broadcast. Almost immediately, they announced that they were going live to Carlisle. Willy couldn’t help smiling as the police chief stepped to the microphone. Red and Carter stood behind him, along with Kevin, who looked great in his uniform. The police chief explained what they had found and that theirinvestigation was ongoing. However, they had been able to prove that the building contractor had used inferior products and had not followed code. “We’re still gathering information, in conjunction with the fire department.” He indicated Kevin. “We should have much more information soon.” Then he opened the session up for questions, which he answered without giving too much away, instead leading everyone to expect more information in the near future. Even Willy found himself wondering what was to come.
“Is this the big announcement?” Evelyn asked as she entered his office.
“Yeah. They did a good job, and I hope it does what it’s supposed to. But I hate the idea of Kevin putting himself out there like this. But it’s who he is. The contractor did more work in town, and each of those buildings is being reinspected.”
“That’s good,” Evelyn said.
“Yeah, except you have someone who would burn the building before they’d let anything come to light, so we have to do it quietly and capture the person behind the fires. I hate that Kevin could be putting himself out there to get hurt.” But there was nothing he could do. Kevin had explained to him why he was doing it, and he knew it was for the greater good… so that no one else had to go through what he and the kids had. “But he’s doing what he thinks he has to, and I love him for that.”
