Free Of Stars & Lies by R. M. Grace

cause him to suck in a breath.
    “ Well, I wasn't planning on being with anyone. I got sick of dating guys just to look normal in front of you when you were the only one I wanted.”
    “ Of course you did, I'm amazing.”
    Cade bites harder and receives a sharp hiss in response.
    Fingers slip under the bottom of Loveren's top, lifting the material to touch skin. They didn't want to rush things, but neither seem capable of keeping their hands to themselves. They have come too far now for it to matter any more.
    Lips lift to Love's ear to nibble along the lobe. Cade's tongue darts out to send heat over the pointy tip and tingles trailing his neck.
    “ See, you can't keep your hands off me.”
    The thick breath doesn't falter, but breaks Love's skin out in goosebumps.
    Fingers slide towards his chest, rolling the material away to expose less-defined abs behind a layer of dark curls.
    “ I don't see how any man could.”
    As their lips meet for soppy kisses, Love reaches around to grasp the goods he has been assaulting for the past few months. With a devilish grin, he kneads the firm skin beneath the thin layer, and feels himself reacting.
    Leaving Loveren's lips, Cade places kisses down his chin and rolls his tongue over his Adam's apple. A soft vibration plays on his mouth as Love moans against the sensation.
    Hands roll back over his stomach to loosen the string on his jogging bottoms, but Cade takes his time not to rush to the obvious bulge inside. Once undone, his fingers delve beneath the waist band to brush against the hair he loves causing friction against his ass. Yet, before he can wrap his hand around the thick head lying prominent against his stomach, a hand grasps his wrist. Although he pouts, Love doesn't care as he pushes him around the side of the chair.
    Love pounces, grabbing a fistful of his collar before slamming him against the desk. Pens roll off the opposite side and paper scatters into the air like doves.
    “ Your work will—” Cade's words cut short as lips claim his own.
    Love's hands work to rid the table of the clutter as he tosses papers aside. With no reservations, Love yanks his shorts down, springing the beautiful organ free to slap against his stomach. From his ankles, Love pushes the material away from his feet and grins. There is no better sight in the world than his man against his desk, red in the face and staring at him with pleading eyes.
    “ You're so fucking hot.”
    He digs his fingers beneath Cade's ass cheeks and lifts his full weight to prop him on the surface. The desk creaks backwards, but he can expect nothing less from an eighty pound piece of crap from the second-hand store.
    Cade's heels connect with the drawer, popping it open to cause folders and papers to come cascading out in an avalanche.
    Cade's lips find his again as passion overrides every sense, and hurried fingers work to remove their clothes. Cade's cap comes off with his shirt before Love flings them across the room. He licks his lips as he glances from the wild brunette strands to the seductive pose his lips take on. And the urgent need ablaze within the eyes that lock with his own.
    Lips only part to slip Love's t-shirt passed, then they resume their attack with vigour with his stubble scratching against Cade's shaved jaw to leave red marks. Love's tongue pushes past his lips and tangle within the moist and hungry heat.
    Love holds the sides of his face to keep him still as he probes further, taking Cade's tongue into his mouth where he sucks hard while grinding against him.
    He fumbles his grey joggers over his hips as he releases Cade enough to allow him some leeway.
    A pearl substance trails through Love's stomach hair, which he is about to comment on when Cade's fingers stop caressing and dig into his skin. His body pushes against him hard and the heat encasing his tongue jerks away as he is cast aside.
    “ What the hell is that?”
    As Love turns, his eyes search the scattered items until he finds the