Page 37 of From the Flames
“True. But I really think we scared this guy away. Something about him doesn’t make sense, but we’ll figure it out.”
Willy sighed. “I know I’m being stupid. That I’m letting my mind run away with me. I’ve had you here for days, my own personal fireman.” He patted Kevin’s chest. “Do you know whatI want right now, more than anything? I want you to help me forget about all this… if only for a little while.”
“Okay. I think I can do that,” he whispered. “Go to your room and get undressed. I’ll be right in.” Kevin waited for Willy to get up before quietly going into the bathroom. There was a medicine cabinet, and Kevin checked inside and found what he wanted. Then he joined Willy in the bedroom, closing the door. He turned out the lights and partially parted the curtains to the backyard, letting in some of the ambient light.
“What are you doing?” Willy asked, his pale skin almost glowing.
Kevin spread a large towel on the bed and guided Willy onto it. “Just relax.” He toed off his shoes and then slipped out of his pants and T-shirt before slowly climbing on the bed.
“You know you can’t do too much….”
“It’s okay,” Kevin whispered before putting some lotion on his hands and then lightly touching Willy’s shoulders. At first Willy shivered, but as Kevin stroked over his shoulders and back, the heat between his hands and Willy’s skin warmed them both. “Take deep breaths, let go of the tension, and just let yourself enjoy it.” He made a long stroke down Willy’s back and then up to his shoulders, earning a soft groan that warmed Kevin’s heart and made him want things he knew he couldn’t have, at least for now.
Chapter 13
KEVIN HADmagic hands; that was all there was to it. Willy lay stretched out on the bed as Kevin worked the backs of his legs. Willy wanted to ask him where he learned to do this, but the fact was that he didn’t have the energy, and he certainly didn’t want to break the moment between them. He worried that he had sounded really whiny earlier, and he wished he could take back everything he’d said. But at the moment, with Kevin’s glorious hands working the back of his leg and down his calf to his foot, he found himself gasping as tension released from his muscles.
“Sweetheart, you’ve been holding tension all over.” Kevin continued the massage, moving to Willy’s other leg. “And you need to release it.” He continued working down his leg and then his foot, sending a tingling sensation up Willy’s back. Willy lay still as more and more tension left him. For the first time in weeks, he didn’t feel as though he were being tied in knots. They were coming undone, and the pressure and worry flowed out of him. He had no idea how long this would last, but it felt damn good.
“That’s it,” Kevin whispered as he made long strokes up his legs and back before descending again, all the way to his feet. “Let’s roll over.”
“Okay,” Willy whispered and turned over. Kevin shifted to his shoulders and neck, working more tension out of them. “How…?”
“I took classes in massage therapy a few years ago. The guys at the station are always complaining about aches and tension. But once I finished the classes, I realized how uncomfortable itwas to work on the guys, so my skills didn’t go anywhere… until now. I’m a little rusty, but….”
Willy released a deep breath and closed his eyes. He found he didn’t have the energy to talk, so he just let go of everything and lay quietly, letting Kevin’s incredible hands work their magic. Breathing deeply, he kept his eyes closed, concentrating only on where Kevin touched him.
After a few minutes, he opened his eyes and found himself looking into Kevin’s. He didn’t move as he drew closer, hands pausing on his chest. “You are so beautiful like this.” He drew even closer and then kissed him. Willy arched his back and returned the kiss, which quickly grew heated.
“We can’t do this,” Willy whispered as warmth and desire flooded through him. He had been holding himself at bay for days, and his control was definitely beginning to wane.
“Like I said, sweetheart, there are ways….” Kevin’s voice grew rough, and as he kissed Willy, his slick hand slid down his belly before his fingers closed around Willy’s cock.
Willy closed his eyes, letting the sensation wash over him. “Kevin,” he moaned softly before kissing him hard, bringing his arms up to hold him. He arched his back, shaking as the desire he’d held back came charging forward. “You don’t need to do this.”
“I do. I want you to know what I feel for you and that I care. You need to relax and let go of all the tension.” Kevin stroked harder, his fingers lightly bumping along the edge of his cockhead, driving Willy out of his mind. It wasn’t long before his entire body felt like it was on fire. His breathing grew ragged, and he gasped, his mouth hanging open.
He held himself under control for as long as he could, hanging on to Kevin for fear he was going to fly apart. Then, as Kevin drew him to the edge, he stilled and held his breath as Kevin stroked him harder, slowing the speed but increasing thepressure until Willy could take it no longer and tumbled over the precipice of passion, gasping as he tried not to cry out, even though he wanted to scream his release from the roof.
Wrung out, Willy lay still on the bed, breathing deeply, too exhausted to think. “What did you do to me?” he asked and then smiled as Kevin kissed him lightly and then turned away, coughing from deep in his lungs. “What did you do?”
Kevin cleared his throat. “I couldn’t help myself. Things got a little out of hand….” He coughed again, this time less deeply, and Willy rolled onto his side to look at him. “It was worth it… so worth it.”
“You need to be more careful,” Willy told him before shifting off the towel and using it to wipe himself up. “I think that maybe we should shower before coming back to bed.” He was most definitely a mess, and he figured Kevin could use a wash as well. “We have to be quiet. So….”
“I don’t have the energy for a second round anyway.”
He took Kevin’s hand and led him to the bathroom. After starting the shower, he let the water warm and got under the spray. Kevin joined him, and Willy let the water sluice over both of them before pressing Kevin back and taking the soap from the dish. Now it was his turn to show Kevin how he felt.
WILLY SLEPTlike a log and woke remembering no dreams at all, which was a relief. He was still relaxed as he rolled over and Kevin slipped his arms around him, spooning him. “The kids are still asleep, and there’s no need to get up yet.”
“I have a class at nine,” Willy said quietly and closed his eyes again. After all, who was he to slough off a few more minutes of quiet?
A soft knock and then jumping outside the door caught his attention. That could only mean one thing: April. He got out of bed and pulled on his robe before opening the door to hisdaughter and Benjamin standing in the hallway. “We hungry,” she said.
“Okay.” He took her hand and led her to her room, where he got her out of her nighttime Pull-Ups and then had her go potty before he dressed her. “Go play with your dolly, and I’ll get dressed and make you breakfast.” He had slept well but was still tired. “Where’s Grant?”
He peered in his son’s room and found him on the floor in his pajamas, playing with trucks. “Bekfas,” April said, and Grant raced out of the room, Elsa right behind him.
