his chest as he began to meet his downward thrust. He smoothed one hand up his spine until he got to the nape of Spencer’s neck where he held him with their foreheads together as they sexed each other passionately.
As he gazed into those startling eyes, he made Spencer promises he knew he could keep. Spencer wanted someone he could trust, someone real. He wanted a simple man that would care for only him. And that’s all Cole wanted to be when he got home at the end of the day… not a billionaire, just a simple man, nestled in the arms of another.
Nine
Spencer
Spencer unhurriedly rocked back and forth on Cole’s hard, thick cock, snapping his hips with each downstroke and reveling in the sharp gasp Cole would make when he did. Fuck, Spencer hadn’t been able to find a single fault in this man since he’d first spoken to him. He was sure Cole wasn’t perfect, but that wasn’t what he wanted. He just needed someone who was going to put him first and act like a decent goddamn human being. That wasn’t too much to ask. And as he stared down into Cole’s warm, brown eyes, he saw the sincerity and the honesty in his answer. Cole would treat him like he wanted to be treated.
Spencer couldn’t believe the sound that escaped his mouth when Cole drove in at another angle, hitting him in a place that made the stars finally reappear in his dark world. He wanted to speed up and chase that amazing feeling at the precipice like the crazed, love-starved man he was, but he kept the pace sensual, relaxed. Cole inched his knees up and spread them wider, his strong hands on Spencer’s waist, holding on as if he was afraid of what was creeping up on them. Spencer had the back of his arms on Cole’s shoulders, both of his fists full of his wavy, brown hair while he whispered in his ear.
“I can feel you’re ready. Come inside me, Cole.” Spencer moaned. “Please.”
“I want you to come with me,” Cole bit out, his hot breaths bursting against Spencer’s Adam’s apple. He wedged his hand between their bodies and wrapped his fingers around Spencer’s cock and started to stroke him in rhythm. “It’ll always be about you first, baby.”
Spencer felt his entire body tense, the muscles in his thighs contracting painfully as his orgasm roared to the surface. He hollered out, hoping his screams too could be heard throughout the building while Cole squeezed his cock in a grip that made his back arch.
“That’s it, beautiful,” Cole grunted.
Spencer shot again and again, his seed slicking Cole’s brutal grip and making a mess between them. It was so erotic and hot that Spencer found himself wondering if he was dreaming. Had he taken too much melatonin? He buried his flushed face in Cole’s shoulder, his body drifting somewhere above him when he felt himself being turned over on his back and Cole’s heavy body pressing him into the bedding. With great effort, Spencer opened his eyes just as Cole eased back inside of him. Spencer allowed Cole to place his leg over his shoulder, as he plunged in and out of his relaxed hole with shallow thrusts. Cole turned his head and kissed Spencer in the bend of his knee, then along his chest until he got to his mouth.
Cole slammed himself deep inside of him and stilled as he released into the condom, his body trembling, both of them watching each other with a confusing intensity. “Jesus.” Cole groaned against his jaw as he lazily rocked them together.
Spencer stretched his neck to the side, allowing Cole to bite and suck on him as he came down from what sounded like a fantastic orgasm. “Mmmm,” Spencer moaned in content when Cole was too soft to say inside him any longer. And he was already thinking how many minutes Cole needed before he could go again.
Cole tossed the wasted condom in the trash can near the nightstand, then pulled Spencer under the tousled sheets until his back was nestled against his chest. The wiry hairs tickled his shoulders and raised goose bumps on his skin that caused him to squirm.
“Hey.” Cole chuckled sexily, dragging his nose through Spencer’s hair. “I need at least a half hour.”
Spencer was naked except for the spectacular piece of jewelry on his left wrist that he couldn’t stop staring at. He felt Cole drift in and out of slumber, and