Taking It Slow - Reese Knightley Page 0,53

dick through Spencer’s tight ring. It gripped the crown of his cock tightly and he moaned, thrusting forward until inch by fucking inch he slid all the way in.

“Oh yeah.” Spencer tossed his head from side to side.

Liam lifted himself up with his hands planted at either side of Spencer’s head and watched the pleasure spread over Spencer’s beautifully rugged face. His thrusts grew deeper, then he pulled to where only his crown was sheathed and stopped. It took every ounce of will he had.

Panting, Spencer stopped tossing and stared at him with a glittering gaze through slotted lids.

Liam smiled and slammed home. Spencer growled and dug his fingers into his hips. Liam wasted no more time on drawing this out. His release was so fucking close, his thrusts faltered.

“Spencer,” he breathed out, his movements sporadic as he lost control completely.

“Yes, yes.” Spencer reached between them and gripped his own dick just as hot come poured from the slit, spilling over his hand and onto his rock-hard abs.

The sight drove Liam over the edge and he curled forward and spasmed hard, filling up the condom. Several moments later, he collapsed on top of Spencer.

Spencer panted hard and Liam smiled. He rubbed his cheek against the man’s chest and tongued the winged tattoo before closing his eyes.

Spencer

Liam was still sleeping peacefully when he opened his eyes. The setting sun was just visible through the shades.

Gently scooting down on the bed, he lifted the sheet and ducked his head beneath. Breathing in, the musky scent of Liam went straight to his dick and he moaned. Running his lips along Liam’s thigh, he tongued the slit on Liam’s limp cock before barely slipping it into his mouth. It grew beneath his attention and then Liam gasped and arched.

He smiled around the head of Liam’s hard cock before sliding it into his mouth along his tongue and to the back of his throat before doing it all over again.

Hands reached to cup the back of his head and short nails scraped his scalp, sending goosebumps down his spine. He moaned and began sucking Liam in earnest. Going down on the man, a few needy moans escaped.

Liam yanked back the sheet and then reached for the lube and condoms ever ready on the nightstand and tossed them beside him.

Keeping his mouth locked on Liam’s dick, he lubed up and slid two fingers into the man’s ass, finding that bundle of nerves that would send Liam wild.

“Spencer…” Liam groaned.

He popped off Liam’s cock to roll a condom on his own cock before pressing the head against Liam’s hole.

Rising up, he caught and held Liam’s eyes while he filled the man.

The moment Spencer thrusted deep, Liam hissed out a growl and then reached down and grabbed his own dick.

Every thrust was like entering nirvana, like a fisted glove was catching him and squeezing him tight.

“I can’t hold it!” he shouted.

“Then don’t,” Liam agreed, yanking on his cock between them.

Spencer’s rhythm broke and he jerked a few more times before his balls emptied into the condom. He curled forward, riding out his orgasm while he watched Liam’s fisted grip milk his own cock with a shuddering gasp. Cum spurted from Liam’s slit and spilled over his crown, covering his fingers. Liam gave a few more jerking gasps and then stilled.

Spencer let his arms go slack and sprawled out on Liam’s cum smeared abs. Liam slid his hands down his back as he drifted.

Fifteen minutes later, he finally rolled from Liam and tossed the condom in the bedside trash can.

“We need to talk,” Liam rasped.

“Yeah, I know, but I need a shower first.” He rolled from the bed and headed to the shower.

He took his time washing and grabbed a towel from the fluffy rack to dry off. Glancing toward the doorway, it stood empty. Good, he wasn’t ready to talk about everything until he got himself together.

He found an unopened razor and shaving cream on the sink and set about shaving his face.

When he finished, he suddenly caught Liam’s gaze through the reflection. Wiping the shaving cream from his face, he rinsed the razor beneath the tap water and then shut the water off before he turned.

“We need to talk about you thinking I think you’re a charity case.”

His mouth flatlined and he stepped past Liam into the room and grabbed up his shirt.

“Why would you say that?” Liam followed him into the room.

“Because that’s the way you make me feel by insisting you pay for everything.”

“I only