Page 86 of Labor of Love

The click of the lock behind me echoed in the hallway. Rowan’s breathing sounded labored and rushed, and the battle to keep my hands to myself was lost instantly. I reached up and twirled a shiny strand of his hair around my finger. His breathing went from harsh to still, which wasn’t much of an improvement.

“My guy, you’re gonna want to breathe.” I raised my other hand and lightly gripped more strands. They felt like silk as they slid across my fingers. His soft moan when my grip tightened chubbed my dick and caused my breath to hitch in anticipation.

“Oxygen is overrated.”

“Agreed.”

Rowan raised his hands to my waist and slid them upward. My skin tingled in the wake of his fingers. My stomach muscles tightened as he inched his body closer to mine. When Rowan was within brushing distance, all the oxygen left my lungs. His heady scent of sea salt and honey—sweet with a bite—made me lightheaded. All pretense of chill was gone when his soft moan filled the air.

My mouth slammed onto Rowan’s, and he met mine with equal force. I was desperate to taste him as our tongues slid and twisted over each other. I pulled away to nibble on his lower lip,and his mewl thickened my cock in ways I’d never felt before. If I died tonight, I hoped like hell it was I was after I’d fucked Rowan. I’d go a happy man.

“Silas, I need to get fucked tonight. That’s it. That’s what I want.”

“Sweetheart, I’ll fuck you seven ways to Sunday and then start over again if you’d let me. Are you on suppressants?”

“No, but I cycled about six weeks ago. No heat for at least another month and a half.”

“Oh fuck me,” I groaned.

“Exactly what I’m begging for.”

“Darlin’, you haven’t begged yet. Not even close.” I lowered my mouth to Rowan’s once again, this time with a softer connection. My tongue mapped every spot and angle. His sweet moans filled my ears, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I embarrassed myself in my damn pants.

“Baby, where’s your bedroom?” I panted into his mouth. My body felt like every muscle and tendon was on high alert. My cock was painfully hard, and I felt the beginning of my knot developing at the base of my dick. A layer of sweat covered my brow, and I felt it trickle down my back. I was desperate for Rowan.

“Up…stairs…top ” Rowan’s disjointed words fell on my ears like confetti. At least I wasn’t the only one feeling this hot rush of need.

I slid my hands under his ass and used it to hold him against me. Rowan wrapped his long legs around my waist and looped his arms around my neck. He smashed his mouth against mine again, and we kissed one more time. It was sloppy and messy, and I fucking loved it. My groans joined his moans as we pushed each other further down the path of what was likely a bad idea.

Reluctantly, I looked up to find the staircase down the hallway. I wasn’t letting go of Rowan, so I hiked him up a littlefarther. He tightened his legs, and I climbed the stairs to the top, where he vaguely pointed in the direction of a door. I paused before opening it to lean him against it while I plundered his mouth. Each stroke of his tongue against mine hardened my cock and made my knot more pronounced. With my hands on his ass, I could feel his slick seeping through his pants at my fingertips. He wouldn’t know it, of course, but I fucking loved when an omega made enough slick that it soaked through his clothing and down his legs. The slippery liquid was pure gold.

I made my way over to the bed, and Rowan unceremoniously unhooked his arms and legs and fell flat onto the mattress with a promising bounce. I fell over him with a laugh, and our mouths fused again. Like high schoolers in the back of my parents’ minivan, we rubbed and rutted against each other. I could feel his cock against my stomach. It was as hard as my own, and I couldn’t wait to taste every bit of it.

“Sweetheart, my planning sucks. We should’ve stripped before getting on this bed,” I said as I nosed along his jawline to find his earlobe. I delicately nibbled on it before sucking it into his mouth. His full-body shiver triggered one of my own.

“Is something stopping us now?”

“I don’t want to stop touching you.”

Rowan strained forward to reach my mouth when I pulled back to hover over him. I smothered a laugh when he whined in disappointment. Gone was the jilted but stoic man I’d met less than an hour ago. In his place was a disheveled, needy omega who wanted to be properly fucked. I’d bet this week’s tips that his ex hadn’t done one damn thing to get Rowan off. Fucker.

“Fuck, baby. I’m gonna have to bite the bullet.” With that pronouncement, I shoved myself off him and stripped out of my clothes. Rowan eye-fucked me the whole time. He sat up to shed his clothes as well before lying back down to watch me. His shallow breaths and moistened lips when I pushed down mypants and briefs were an ego boost. I may have slowed down to give him a bit of a show. I knew I looked decent because almost all alphas had the same oversized, broad physique, but Rowan seemed to truly like what he saw, and that mattered more.

Once stripped, my heavy cock bounced as I knee-walked across the bed to straddle Rowan’s stretched-out body. I settled over him, supporting my weight on my elbows. Our faces were inches apart and his sweet body was beneath me. When his hands explored my back and lightly scratched over my bunched muscles, I shuddered.

“Hey, you.”

“I hope at some point you intend to fuck me.”

“Probably, yeah.”

“Will that be soon, Silas? I’d very much like it to be soon.”

Being so close to him was distracting, and I got sidetracked by the curve of his neck. My tongue explored the hollows of his collarbone. His scent was more pronounced without his clothes. My hands smoothed down his side, crossed his hip, then slipped to the underside of his ass cheek. His soft moan and writhing filled my head with deliciously dirty thoughts.

My finger slipped into the crack of his ass, finding the slick I’d been thinking about since he invited me upstairs. “Fuuuuuck, sweetheart, you’re so godsdamned wet.”

I traced the crack of his ass before moving around to explore his cock. He was smaller than me but perfectly proportioned to his size. While my cock was thick and girthy, Rowan’s was slender and flushed a pretty pink. I maneuvered myself to trail kisses down his chest and across his flat stomach.

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