Page 15 of Tide and Seek
I shook my head.“I’m not too tired.”
He narrowed his eyes.“Are you positive?You seem like you’re a million miles away.I don’t want to force you.”
“Force me?You’re not forcing me to do anything.”I cupped my hand around the back of his neck and tugged him closer.“I ain’t too tired, Max.”I took his mouth hungrily, and he shivered against me.
When the kiss ended, he was breathless and smiling.“That’s more like it.”
I smiled back at him, determined to shake off the ridiculous insecurities eating at me.I was sabotaging myself by giving into my fears.I needed to get a grip.“I hope you have lube in here.I really want to fuck you, Max.”
“Well, if you insist.”He laughed, looking happy now.He grabbed a small bottle of lube from the built-in shelf and handed it to me.“You sure you’re up to this?”
“Uh, yeah, Max.”I glanced down at my obvious erection.“I’m up for it.”
He smirked and then kissed me, his mouth eager and hot against mine.It was obvious he wanted me every bit as much as I wanted him.I needed to stop being an insecure idiot.The past didn’t matter; what counted was now.It didn’t matter how rich James was.Max loved me.He loved the life we’d built together.
“Turn,” I rumbled, my hands on his hips urging him to submit.
He obeyed, facing the marble wall and shivering as I slid my hands down to caress his buttocks.I leaned in to gently bite at the curve of his neck, sucking a mark into the tender, pale flesh.He moaned, his ass grinding back against me.
“Need you so bad,” he whimpered.
“Same, Max.”My voice shook as I rubbed my slick erection between his firm ass cheeks.It was hard not to just push inside him and take what I wanted.I needed this connection with him desperately.But I loved him too much to be selfish.“Stroke yourself, honey.”
He smiled shyly at the endearment but obeyed, adding some lube to his hands.He slipped one hand down to his cock and began stroking himself in slow movements.His cheek pressed to the wall, eyes closed.His lashes were dark and thick against his angular cheekbones, and his full lips parted.
I slicked one finger with lube, slipping it between his ass cheeks.I rubbed over his tender hole, loving the way he gasped.I carefully pushed one fingertip inside him and his body stiffened.But I didn’t relent, and a low groan escaped him as my finger slid deeper, his tight muscles giving way, allowing me in.When my knuckle pressed his puckered entrance, finger fully seated inside him, he gave a needy little whine.
I worked that single finger in and out of him slowly, loving the squeeze of his hot flesh.I gently urged his feet wider, curving my finger and finding that hidden place inside him that made him whimper.I stroked my finger over that little gland, loving the way his body arched back against my seeking hand.
“Royce,” he cried out, body shuddering.“Oh, fuck.”
I kissed his nape as I added another finger.He pushed back, pleading for more, and I obliged, adding yet another finger.I chuckled darkly as he took three fingers willingly, relishing his little desperate sounds.“You love this, don’t you, Max?You love being taken.”
His words were incoherent, but I got the point.He liked it a whole hell of a lot.As eager as I was to be inside him, I wanted him loosened up properly so I didn’t hurt him.I took my time, working my fingers into him in steady, teasing motions while my other hand explored his chest, pinching his flat nipples and stroking his firm abs.I didn’t give in to his desperate pleas until I was painfully hard and trembling on the edge of release from the feel of him alone.
Making sure I was nice and slick with lube, I rubbed the wide head of my thick cock over his hole.His hands were splayed on the marble walls of the shower, and he was panting in anticipation.I pressed my mouth to his ear and whispered how much I loved him, then I pressed the head of my cock into his tight body.
“Fuck,” Maxwell hissed, his body trembling as I pushed inside him.But he didn’t retreat.Far from it.He pushed back against me, taking me deeper still.
My chest was pressed to his back, and my muscles trembled with the strain of controlling the need to brutally thrust.Once I was fully seated inside his tight heat, I slowly began to drive into him.The tight squeeze of his ass was almost too much, and I groaned low in my chest.I hooked one arm around his waist and, because he seemed to be enjoying himself, I allowed myself to let go a little more.I pistoned my hips faster and faster, lust surging.
“You like me inside you?”I asked, my lips brushing his ear.“You want it hard tonight, Max?”
“Yes,” he gasped, his voice breaking.“God, yes.Harder, Royce.Please, fuck me harder.”
I obliged, blood racing through my veins as I pumped in and out of his tight hole.He cried out hoarsely, but his sounds were drenched with pleasure, not pain.His ass clenched around me, hot and tight, and there was only the sound of our rough breaths and the slap of skin on skin echoing in the space.His hands were pressed to the walls, the tips of his fingers white from the pressure.Reaching around him, I squeezed his hard dick, stroking him, feeling his trembling body wound tight like a spring.
“So good,” he moaned.
“Love you, Max.”My voice was rough with need.
“Royce,” he whimpered, his feet scrambling for purchase on the tile floor.“I love you so much.”
I slowed my thrusts, lingering on the precipice of ecstasy for just a moment longer.He grunted, his hole clenching around me, his body tightening, and then he was coming.A hoarse cry spilled from his lips as his cock spurted hot stripes against the shower wall.The sight of him falling apart pushed me over the edge, and I groaned, burying myself deep as I came, filling him with every heated drop of myself.
Breathing hard, I held him tight.Our bodies quivered and jerked as little jolts of pleasure sparked through our fatigued muscles.I stayed buried inside him, reticent to let go, as the gentle water cascaded over us.His head lolled back against my shoulder and he gave a gruff laugh.
“I needed that,” he said, sounding drained but happy.
