Free Spark And Flame by K. Sterling Page B

Lane’s prostate until he was sobbing hoarsely.
    Lane knew Aiden was just warming up and fought to catch his breath as Aiden crawled over him. He groaned as Aiden’s lips covered his and the taste of his come spilled onto his tongue as Aiden’s swept through his mouth urgently. It was so much more than hunger and lust. Aiden’s hands and lips blessed every particle of Lane’s being as he committed all of him to memory. There were traces of fear and loss, as if he sensed something dreadful was about to befall them. Lane prayed for some way to soothe Aiden, to reassure him and resurrect his trust as he submitted to the unrelenting, driving pleasure Aiden skillfully forged with heat and pressure.
    Aiden’s eyes were fragile as he rose and reached for the lube. Lane whispered words of love and forever as his hands glided over Aiden’s chest. His fingers caught on the tattoos and he traced them as Aiden coated his cock with lube. Slick fingers dipped into Lane’s passage before the head of Aiden’s erection pressed against his entrance. Lane stretched toward Aiden’s lips as he pushed back and wrapped his arms around Aiden as he slowly filled Lane’s tight heat. Pleasure pooled in Lane’s groin and he arched and moaned as Aiden rolled his hips. Lane clenched and Aiden snapped. It was like holding onto a lightning bolt. Aiden was hot and electric, flickering and determined as he drove into Lane. They became slick and frantic as they clawed and clung to each other until Aiden raised his head and gasped for air.
    Weak, shaking curses filled the room as Aiden sat on his heels and filled Lane with deep, grinding thrusts and firmly stroked his cock. Lane begged. God, did he beg. He undulated on the mattress and fisted his hands in the bedding as he begged Aiden to let go. Once again, he was too far away for Lane to reach him. His eyes were fixated on the cock in his hands and where his body joined with Lane’s. He was still trapped in his need. Lane sensed Aiden’s need to feel their bodies merge and somehow become one. When Aiden was buried deep within Lane, it almost seemed possible.
    Pleasure spiraled and skipped along Lane’s nerves and through his veins as his lungs locked. He shattered and crashed upon the bed as Aiden fell forward and braced his hand next to Lane’s shoulder. Aiden hooked Lane’s leg around his waist as he thrust hard and Lane’s eyes rolled as his body jumped and jerked through an aftershock. Aiden’s hips slammed against Lane’s ass steadily, effortlessly filling him with thrust after thrust. Time stopped. It could have been moments or an hour as Lane babbled and lolled on the bed. Aiden paused to re-coat his shaft with lube and Lane swore as his fingers raked through his hair and twisted.
    There was nothing to do but hold on as Aiden rode Lane. He drove him across the bed and the sheet ripped as Lane’s fingers clawed and gripped to hang on as his head hung over the side. Aiden grabbed the edge of the mattress and used it to pull himself into Lane’s now wrung out and insensate body even harder. Gentle waves of pleasure cascaded through Lane as Aiden’s hips pounded against his ass. He drifted, enjoying the smooth slide of Aiden’s cock deep within his passage and was startled when Aiden gasped his name and froze above him. Lane held his breath and smiled drunkenly when Aiden bucked hard and cried. He clenched tight and shut his eyes, savoring the moment when Aiden’s erection contracted then pulsed just before liquid heat flared deep within his ass. Tears flooded his eyes as Aiden twisted and shivered and panted his name. Aiden’s chest heaved as he fought to catch his breath and he swayed drunkenly above Lane, his skin shimmering in the moonlight.
    “Come here,” Lane said as he grabbed Aiden’s arm and pulled. He collapsed on top of Lane with a long, satisfied sigh then raised his head and frowned as he looked down at Lane.
    “This isn’t comfortable for you,” he said as he