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"I'm sorry you were dragged into this." Neal brushed his lips over Elliott's whisker-rough cheek. "I'll fight to my last breath to keep you protected."
Elliott stabbed his fingers into Neal's hair. God! It still feels silky and thick, despite the shorter length. "I'll ... I'll lie. Tell them it was a college prank. A fraternity gag to freak out the pledges. Anything to protect you."
The last came out on a whispered breath. Neal's lips were so close, body meshed to Elliott's like they'd never been parted, never been more perfect. He'd locked Neal to him, head and hips, feeling his own heartbeat in the throb of Neal's erection. How could Elliott not kiss him?
Then Neal's lips covered his, nibbling his way inside, teasing with the tip of his tongue. Elliott smothered a groan and deepened the kiss. Tongues glided in a kiss that melted the years away and stoked the fire burning in his balls.
Neal wedged Elliott against the counter and ground his pelvis into Elliott's. He was more aggressive than Elliott remembered. Just as hungry to have Elliott as Elliott was to have him? His heart raced. His cock threatened to burst the zipper.
Elliott tugged up Neal's shirt and clawed his hand over hard ridges of muscles that hadn't been there before, until he reached Neal's nipple. He pinched the hard nub and twirled it between his thumb and forefinger. Neal grunted and thrust again, harder this time, like he intended to fuck Elliott right through their jeans.
Neal ended the kiss on a loud smack and dragged his mouth down the column of Elliott's throat. "You taste so ... mmm ... " Determined fingers opened Elliott's fly button, slid his zipper open,and dove inside.
Elliott's cock leaped into Neal's grip. He clamped his hand over Neal's wrist. "Someone might see."
"I don't care."
A hard kiss covered Elliott's mouth. Hell, he didn't care either. He rocked into Neal's hand, desperate for more, more, more of the man he'd been denied all these years. He yanked his lips from Neal's. He forced his hands between them, forced himself to push against the unyielding wall of Neal's chest.
"We have to care. After all this time, after all we've sacrificed to reach this point..." Elliott couldn't say anymore. He wanted Neal so badly. Yeah, he'd give up everything to have him one last time.
Neal shoved him back on a frustrated growl, grabbed his hand, and pulled him to the adjacent laundry room. Neal reached the door a half step before Elliott, whipping it open an instant later. Neal flicked the lights on. Elliott locked the door ... and got no further.
Neal pressed him against the wall, lips devouring Elliott's, hands yanking Elliott's jeans and shorts away from Neal's goal. Elliott fumbled for Neal's zipper, but Neal ducked the attempt and knelt before him as he tugged Elliott's clothing down. Neal licked his lips at the first sight of Elliott's cock falling free. The sight was almost enough to make Elliott come.
"No." Lust made his voice hoarse.
Neal looked up, confusion clouding his eyes. Elliott hauled his shirt off, then fisted Neal's and pulled it away, too. "I need to hold you," he said. "I need to feel you against me. Us coming together."
Neal snapped upright, shoving his jeans down his hips as he did so. Hands clasped asses at the same time. Lips nestled together and stiffened as their erections wedged between them. They shuddered with every breath they took. Elliott slid his tongue over Neal's and rocked into him. Neal's groan wiggled through him and he pushed back. There was no taking this slow.
He jerked his lips from Neal's, clenched his jaw, and thrust into the sweet log of flesh. Neal's fingernails bit into Elliott's butt, urging him to go faster as Neal's cock rubbed wildly into his. The heat, the friction ... the love.
They tensed at the same time, heads tossed back in a grimace of animalistic pleasure. Then hot cum spurted over their stomachs. More thrusts smeared a second jet over the first. Neal captured his lips, thrashing his tongue around Elliott's as a third spurt topped the orgasm.
Elliott feathered his hands over Neal's shoulders, back, and ass. "All I want to do is crawl under the covers with you for the rest of my life."
"I know. Me, too." Neal kissed him once more. "But..."
But the real world existed beyond the door they'd just locked, and they were going to have to face it soon.
Posted April 9, 2011
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