Page 43 of Finding Forever in Cedarwood

Chapter Nine

“I need you,” Stone said. He patted Liam’s ass. “More than I thought possible.”

“You have me.” He scrambled out of his clothes. Despite wanting to go slow, he hurried and tangled himself in his jeans.

Stone stretched out on the bed and crossed his ankles. “You’re not great with disrobing?”

“I’m much better on film when there are multiple takes and me tripping is edited out.” He detangled himself from the denim, then remove the rest of his clothes. He stood before Stone and drank in the image of his man naked. He loved that little pride flag tattoo on Stone’s skin. Maybe he’d get a matching one—someday.

“What are you doing over there?” Stone stroked himself. “You’re far away.”

He crawled onto Stone’s lap and braced himself on his hands on Stone’s shoulders. “I’m looking at you.” He stared into Stone’s eyes. He’d never met anyone like Stone before. Stone embodied sweetness, soulfulness, caring, kindness and had such a big heart. He wanted to be one with the man and to belong to Stone.

He kissed Stone and basked in the heat flowing through his body. He’d found more than a lover. He had a home with his soulmate. Christ, he craved this man. He ground on Stone, loving the feel of his cock against Stone’s. “We need lube.” Liam slid his palms over Stone’s chest. “Like now.”

“It’s in the drawer.” Stone patted the edge of the bed, well short of reaching the nightstand.

Liam scurried off him long enough to retrieve the bottle, then resumed his spot on Stone’s thighs. He dumped lube on his fingers, then slid his hand down his ass, parting his cheeks.

“Christ.” Stone’s eyes lit up. He continued to stroke himself. “You know how to tease.”

“I try.” He caressed his fingers over his hole, then toyed with the puckered skin. Tingles shot through his being. He shivered. With his free hand, he dribbled lube over Stone’s dick. “Gonna stretch me, but I need it.” He pushed one finger into his hole. Not enough, but only having Stone in him would be what he needed. “Can’t wait.”

Stone palmed Liam’s hip and tugged him close for a kiss. He stroked his and Liam’s dicks together.

The combination of fingers on his erection and his own fingers breaching his hole turned his senses inside out. He groaned. “Can’t wait.”

“No?” Mischief laced Stone’s voice. “I should make you.”

“Please? No.” Liam straddled Stone’s hips. He lined Stone’s cock up with his hole and, inch by inch, sank onto him. Holy shit, Stone stretched him. He bore down on his lover, accepting more of Stone into his body.

“Damn, you’re tight.” Stone writhed beneath him. “Feels good.”

“Love it.” Liam undulated on Stone. He needed the slower tempo to catch his breath. The feelings of abandonment and loneliness evaporated. He belonged somewhere and to someone. He wasn’t worthless or seen as another actor any longer. He was Stone’s man.

Liam bounced on Stone’s cock. With Stone, he felt loved, desired and needed. He’d never had any of those with his previous boyfriends. Stone completed him. The love between them was real.

He sank to the hilt before nearly pulling out. Within seconds, he worked into a steady rhythm and increased the pace. His heart filled with devotion for Stone. When he looked into Stone’s eyes, he shattered inside.

He scraped his nails over Stone’s chest. “Stone.”

Although he was on top, Liam allowed Stone to set the pace. Stone dug his nails into Liam’s hips and tugged him up and down on his shaft.

Liam memorized every moment with his lover. Every ripple and nuance of Stone’s cock, the sound of his moans and the thrill of being possessed by this man. The tingles in his belly knotted together, then spiraled through his limbs. He panted. His mind went blank and nothing mattered except Stone and being with him.

“Shit.” Stone slapped Liam’s hip. “On your back.”

Liam froze for a split second, then crawled off Stone. He missed the pressure and warmth of his lover despite sprawling on the bed. He tucked his knees to his chest. “Fuck me.”

“You bet your ass I will.” Stone filled him in one thrust. He added more lube, then held tight to Liam’s thighs. The sound of the bedsprings, along with his groans, filled the air. Perspiration shimmered on Stone’s chest. His nipples beaded and his abs flexed. He gritted his teeth.

Liam fisted the bedsheets. He couldn’t take much more. Stone had him on the ragged edge. Each push nudged him closer to coming apart. He arched his back and matched Stone thrust for thrust.

Stone moved with abandon. The sheer joy of lovemaking showed on his face, and when he moaned, he splintered Liam.

“Fuck. I need to come.” Liam tensed and shuddered. He’d never be the same. From this moment on, Stone owned his heart. He wrapped his fingers around his cock and stroked.

Stone’s tempo turned frantic. He shivered and pushed hard into Liam. “Fuck. I’m coming.”

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