“Lucas! Fuck me harder. I need it. Harder.” Andrei groaned, his words caught somewhere between commanding and begging.
With a growl, he pulled completely out of Andrei, ripping a gasp out of him. Moving to the edge of the bed, Lucas flipped Andrei onto his back before climbing into position. He smiled down at the man as he wrapped Andrei’s legs around his waist and plunged inside of him. Pleasure soared through him as Andrei arched deliciously off the bed and a long moan filled the room.
“That’s it,” Lucas growled as he once again clasped Andrei’s cock while his hips picked up an almost frantic pace. The slapping of their bodies was nearly drowned out by Andrei’s swearing and pleading. “This is what you needed, isn’t it?”
“Fuck, yes,” Andrei whimpered. “Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.” His hands clawed at the sheets as he tried to lift his body into Lucas’s pounding thrusts.
“Look at me. I want you looking at me when you come.”
Andrei’s eyes snapped open, his dark gaze holding Lucas’s. He could see every emotion pouring through Andrei, captured in his hooded eyes. More desperate words tumbled from Andrei’s lips, but they were no longer English. His entire body tensed, the muscles of his ass tightly clenching Lucas’s cock so that he could barely move, but he kept plunging inside even as his rhythm broke. Clasping the bed just above his head with both hands, Andrei’s body bowed, every muscle rigid and trembling. Andrei shouted his name as he came, covering Lucas’s hand and his stomach.
A broken cry escaped Lucas’s lips as he could no longer hold back his own orgasm. He came hard inside of Andrei, his entire body jerking and shaking as he shattered. Darkness crowded his vision and Lucas was tempted to let it swallow him. Nothing had ever felt so good, so complete. He dropped to his forearms. Pressing his forehead against Andrei’s, he laughed. They were both panting so hard they couldn’t kiss.
“So….” Andrei said, struggling to catch his breath.
“Yeah…”
As his breathing slowed, Andrei smiled crookedly as if he couldn’t get all the muscles in his face to work properly. “We’re doing that again, right?”
“Fuck yeah,” Lucas said before finally grabbing the kiss he’d wanted the moment clear thought had started to return to his blood-starved brain. Andrei kissed him back slowly, savoring it.
It was with a great deal of reluctance that Lucas pulled out of Andrei and shuffled to the bathroom on shaky legs to dispose of the condom. He came back with a towel and tossed it to Andrei, who quickly wiped his stomach clean and threw the towel on the floor.
Sliding into the bed, Lucas heaved a contented sigh. Andrei rolled to his side, throwing one arm around Lucas’s waist to keep their bodies pressed together as he kissed him again and again. Lucas marveled at how he still craved this man’s touch. The sex had been mind blowing, draining everything from him, and yet something deep within his soul needed more of Andrei.
“Sorry,” Andrei murmured, his lips still brushing against Lucas’s. “This is probably wrong, isn’t it?”
Lucas wanted to laugh at the slight surprise and confusion in his voice, but he couldn’t. This was new for both of them. After every other sexual escapade, Lucas had rolled to his feet upon completion and immediately dealt with the condom so he could begin dressing again. There were no lingering kisses or touches. But now he needed them.
“Don’t stop,” Lucas whispered when Andrei started to pull away. He ran his fingers through Andrei’s dark hair, pushing it away from his face simply because he couldn’t stop touching the man.
Andrei laughed. “We should or you’ll have to fuck me again.”
Laying his head on the corner of a pillow, Lucas smiled at Andrei as a lazy contentment stole over him. “I can’t imagine when I won’t.”
“Won’t what?”
“Need to fuck you.”
Andrei closed his eyes and hummed his approval. “Sounds good to me. I didn’t expect it to be like that.”
“Like what?”
“So…intense.”
Lucas stared at the other man’s face, memorizing each line and the curve of his lips. Heavy eyelashes lay fan-like on his cheeks and there was a small bump on the bridge of his nose as if it had been broken once. He was starting to know this face better than his own. Lucas could close his eyes and see this face burned in his mind.
“Are you good?” he asked firmly.
“You mean other than the fact that my ass is tender?” Andrei said with a slight mocking sneer.
“Yes.”
Andrei’s eyes flicked open and he licked his lips. “Yeah, I’m good,” he replied in a low voice that nearly sent a tremor through Lucas. This was more than a physical good. This stretched down to Andrei’s being and it warmed Lucas, setting lingering worries at ease.
“Couldn’t have been too bad if you were speaking in tongues,” Lucas teased, trying to lighten the mood again when all he wanted to do was pull Andrei close and settle his face into his neck, breathing in his scent.