He loved how flexible Ken was. He wanted to bend and twist and take him in every position he could find. He just wanted Ken, any way he could have him.
“What are you doing?” Ken asked again, a little breathless now.
Coating his own erection with lube, Brady tried to smile, but his muscles felt too tight. “Making you come for me.”
He pressed one lubed finger inside Ken’s ass and bit his lip as those powerful muscles gripped it tight. He slid another finger inside and groaned. “You shouldn’t have told me I could have it before you started teasing me in the shower.”
“Have what?”
“I love your mouth, I do. But I can’t get enough of this ass, Tanaka. I want to spend hours on it. In it. And I want to feel what it’s like inside with nothing between us. I want it so bad I ache.”
“Don’t tell me how much you like it,” Ken gasped, repeating Brady’s words. “Show me.”
Brady pulled his fingers out in one swift move and replaced them with the head of his bare cock, making Ken gasp again.
“Are you ready for me, Tanaka?”
“I’m always ready for you.”
He leaned forward until the backs of Ken’s thighs were pressing against his shoulders and their mouths were only inches apart. Then he flexed the cheeks of his ass and slung his hips forward, filling Ken with one forceful stroke.
“Fuck!” Ken cried into his mouth. “Ah, God. Brady. So deep. I can feel you…”
Brady’s fists were destroying the sheet on either side of Ken’s head as he fought to hold himself together. “So much better,” he muttered. “How can it be better?”
Ken reached up and cupped the back of Brady’s head. “Kiss me and make me come, Finn.”
Brady kissed him and began to rock inside him. Jesus, that was good. Ken’s tongue was tangling with his as their bodies fought to get closer. He couldn’t get close enough.
After a few minutes he tore his mouth away and arched his neck, dizzy and aroused and desperate for air. “What was that?”
Ken’s hands had lowered to Brady’s ass while their lips were locked, and he’d slipped one finger between Brady’s cheeks and started to massage his clenched muscles.
“Don’t stop,” Ken panted. “I couldn’t help it. Your tongue was in my mouth, your thick cock is in my ass and I wanted everything.”
Brady took both his hands and held them over Ken’s head. “I’m trying to give you everything, Tanaka. Don’t distract me.”
He’d loved it too much.
Having Ken completely unable to move, his legs over his shoulders and his hands over his head, made Brady wild. He’d captured his prey. He was in control. “Ken,” he growled. “Ken, let me… Don’t stop me.”
The blood was rushing so fast in his ears that he couldn’t tell if he’d gotten permission, but it was too late. He needed to fuck. He needed to claim. He dug into the bed and his hips were like pistons, pumping harder and faster and—Oh Fuck, mine. This is mine.
He was looking down between their bodies, watching his cock disappear into that tight hole again and again, when he heard Ken’s broken shout. “Brady.”
Primal satisfaction seared up his spine when he saw the head of Ken’s flushed cock pulse as he came. He wanted to taste it. Wanted to lick every last drop off Ken’s stomach and take him in his mouth until he was ready to do it again.
But he could feel Ken’s muscles pulsing and squeezing his cock as he came. It was too good. He needed to come. Nothing between them. Nothing to stop his climax from filling Ken’s ass. The last thought pushed him over the edge. He let go of Ken’s wrists, sliding his hands down to his slick shoulders as he came. “Inside you. Fuck, Ken, I’m coming inside you, baby.” No one else.
“Yes.”
He was blind with adrenaline and ecstasy and the feeling that he was home. Right now. With Ken… “Fuck.”
Ken wrapped his arms and legs around Brady, rocking him as he shook with the force of his orgasm. “That was…”
“I know.”
More than he could have expected or hoped for...
And scary as hell.
Chapter Six
The sounds of family surrounded him as soon as Brady walked in the door of Noah and Wyatt’s townhouse—barked orders, loud conversations and laughter. All the chaos of home that he’d missed when he was overseas, and the new voices that had been added along the way. He grinned as he took it all in.
“Stephen? Grab Little Sean before you go upstairs.”
“Rory, I told you to put those rolls in the oven four times. The roast is almost done and you’re still texting this week’s Romeo.”
“Wyatt, Penny drew on your bathroom wall.”
“Never rat out family, Jake. Your Great-Grandpa Finn learned that the hard way.”
“Wyatt, do not tell that story to the kids.”