Page 108 of Kiss Me Honey Hone

Aaron closed his eyes, moisture gathering in his sockets, heart pounding like a frantic drumbeat over the engulfing pleasure.

“Can you take more?” Kenny rasped. “Faster?”

“Yeah. Fuck me, doc. Fuck me.”

Kenny sped up, teeth grazing Aaron’s neck. He slid his arm under Aaron up to encircle his throat, putting Aaron completely at his mercy, and he revelled in it. Aaron never wanted to be anywhere else. He was Kenny’s. To do with what he wanted.

“That’s it,” Kenny growled. “Fuck, yeah. So fucking good.”

Aaron groaned, a guttural sound torn from deep within. “Fuck. Oh, doc, fuck. I need…”

“Tell me,” Kenny panted, “What do you need?”

“You,” Aaron gasped, trembling with urgency. “Needyou. Like this. All the fucking time.” God, he was garbling. Talking shit. Saying too much.

“You got me, baby. You fucking got me.”

Kenny released Aaron’s hand so he could wrap it around Aaron’s cock instead. And, with one hand grasping Aaron’s throat, the other working his cock, Kenny had Aaroncompletely under his control. And his thrusts came harder, faster now, with the slap of flesh against flesh filling the room. Aaron could hardly breathe, let alone cry out, and Kenny’s voice, when it came, was a commanding growl that had Aaron on the brink.

“Gonna come for me, baby?” He pumped Aaron’s cock in sync with his thrusts, driving them both towards the edge. “Fall apart for me?”

Aaron’s body convulsed, his orgasm ripping through him as ropes of come spurted from his cock. Kenny pressed his lips to Aaron’s ear, his voice a dark whisper. “Good boy.” Then, with one final, powerful thrust, Kenny came, spilling himself deep inside Aaron while groaning a heartfelt, “Sogood.”

Gasping for air, Kenny rested his forehead on Aaron’s shoulder blades, his breath warm and tingling his slick skin. He loosened his grip from Aaron’s throat, bringing it down to wrap around him instead, holding him close, grounding him. Neither of them spoke. The moment crackling in the aftermath of a storm they’d both willingly unleashed. Kenny eventually eased out of him, the sudden absence a stark reminder of what they’d just done.

And there it was. The final nail in the coffin. The knot pulled impossibly tight. The last chance to turn back lost in the dust of their wake. There was no more push and pull, no more questions of will they or won’t they.

They had.

They did.

And Aaron would make damn sure they would again.

“Kiss me.” Kenny’s voice was a rasping lure, trapping Aaron once and for all.

Aaron turned in his arms, bodies tangled, and crushed his lips to Kenny’s, pouring every ounce of reckless desire, relief, and unhinged devotion into it. Kenny massaged his arse, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss until Aaron felt utterly consumed. Asif Kenny had rearranged every particle in him to make him whole again.

“How’s this gonna work, then?” Aaron asked once they’d pulled away.

“I have no idea.”

Aaron raked his fingers through Kenny’s beard. “Fuck it and find out, huh?”

“Looks like.” Kenny inhaled a deep breath. “But what I know is that my life is really rather dull without you in it. So I want you in it. I wantthis.” He held him tighter. “You.”

And for the first time, there was no doubt. No hesitation. Aaron wasn’t running. Kenny wasn’t pushing him away. The darkness looming over them wasn’t gone, but together, Aaron felt like he could face it. Conquer it. And he tilted back, watching the frailty in Kenny’s eyes, a weakness he knew Kenny didn’t show anyone else. He cupped his face and kissed him.

“You got me, lover. However and whenever you want me.”

Kenny’s answering kiss was soft, slow, filled with something deeper than either of them dared to say aloud.

Love.

And as they lay there, tangled in each other, hearts pounding in rhythm, Aaron knew one thing for certain—this wasn’t the end.

It was just the beginning.

Epilogue

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