Page 33 of Finding Shelter
Ledger closed his eyes and drew Kash’s life force into his lungs. He felt more at peace than he could vocalize.
“Do you think Valon looked too skinny?”
Kash’s entire body shook with laughter at Ledger’s question. “You couldn’t handle it, could you? Five minutes of peace max, and then you have to worry about something.”
Ledger huffed.
Kash rolled, pinning Ledger beneath him. He slid down the bed and blew raspberries on Ledger’s stomach. Ledger laughed and twisted,fighting for his life to get away. By the time Kash stopped tormenting Ledger, Ledger was on his stomach, crushed beneath Kash’s weight. His playful tickling turned into sweet kisses. Ledger smiled so hard, his face hurt. If Ledger knew nothing else, he knew he didn’t deserve this massive happiness, who weighed too much to be acting like Ledger’s blanket. God, he fucking wanted it, though. Ledger would do whatever it took to keep this.
It never took long for loving kisses to turn heated between them. The air practically crackled with need. Kash’s body was on fire. He sat back on his knees and peeled off his shirt before he went back to nibbling on Ledger’s back.
“I’m an old man.” The words sounded like Ledger faked crying.
Kash chuckled against Ledger’s back at the statement. “Shut up.”
Ledger laughed. “I was about to say, I’m an old man, but I swear my libido has never been higher. Fuck, you keep me hard.”
“Good. The feeling is mutual. I shouldn’t have to suffer alone.” Kash moved lower, kissing every bump of Ledger’s spine. He peeled off Ledger’s pajama pants in the process.
When he sank his teeth into Ledger’s ass cheek, Ledger moaned. “Damn, Kash. You know I love it.”
Kash knew everything Ledger liked. He would not disappoint. Once he had Ledger’s pants off, Kash stood and peeled off his jeans. He moved to lock the door too. No one believed in privacy around here. With Ledger splayed on his stomach, waiting for Kash, Kashsomehow got harder at the sight. He grabbed the lube and settled between Ledger’s legs. Kash urged Ledger onto his knees. The moment he had the asshole that belonged to him on display, Kash didn’t hold back. He dove in face first. The sound Ledger made had Kash’s dick leaking. Kash swore he walked away from every sexual encounter with Ledger never remembering anything except how much Ledger made him feel.
“Goddamn, Kash. That feels good. You’re fucking amazing with that tongue.”
Kash pulled away and brought the lube into play. “I’m amazing with every part of my body. You shouldn’t forget it.” He fingered Ledger’s asshole.
Another deep moan muffled by pillow caressed Kash’s ears. “As if anyone could forget this.”
The way Ledger always stroked his ego was a massive high. A thought hit, almost ruining the moment. “You’re probably still sore. I shouldn’t do this.”
Ledger’s head shot up. He glared at Kash over his shoulder. “Are you fucking kidding me? Get inside of me, right now.”
A smile exploded across Kash’s face. “Yes, sir. The boss has spoken.” Kash got to work pressing his way inside before Ledger had time to argue. He didn’t like being called the boss, but he was. Ledger ruled every second of Kash’s life. As he went hilt deep, the memory of the way Ledger had looked at him while sitting on the beach overwhelmed him again. Thatwas the first time Kash had seen Ledger look at him with the same longing Kash secretly carried. He kissed Ledger’s back again and waited for the urge to cry to pass. Kash slowly rocked inside Ledger, doing his best to make sure he hit that hotspot inside.
Ledger whimpered.
The lump in Kash’s throat grew bigger. He could never tell anyone how much he had felt that night. It was like the sound of the ocean blocked out the world. Kash had stared at Ledger, and love alongside the unfairness of it all had cut through Kash. He had seen his future with Ledger and hadn’t known how to get here. Now he was set to marry Ledger, and he couldn’t believe it. No one could know how he had ached. That night, reality had landed on Kash like an anvil,crushing him as he realized—for the first time in his life—someone genuinely loved him, and he couldn’t have him.
Before Kash saw it coming, he found himself on his back with Ledger staring down at him, looking worried. “Why are you crying?”
Kash hadn’t even noticed. He sniffed. “You’re marrying me. You’re really doing it.”
Ledger’s expression cleared. He lowered himself onto Kash’s erection, making every muscle in Kash’s abdomen flex with lust. Ledger’s gaze never moved from holding Kash’s stare. “I’m really marrying you. It can’t happen fast enough. Since our wedding isn’t today, the best I can do is make love to youwhile hoping you feel how much you’re cherished.”
Ledger made it hard to think, much less overthink. The way he rode Kash had him aroused beyond using his brain.
Ledger’s expression turned into the hottest of porn. His cheeks were flushed, and his lips slightly parted. He tilted his chin up—like there wasn’t enough oxygen to support how close he was. Kash could watch him all day.
“That’s it, beautiful. Ride me. I want to wear your cum. Fuck, you’re beautiful when you blow. Let me see it.”
The cords of Ledger’s neck strained. He was so close, Kash swore he could taste Ledger’s orgasm. When it hit, Kash gasped. The way Ledger’s asshole felt as he spit cum waslike seeing heaven. When Kash exploded, he couldn’t look away from Ledger as he pumped him full of cum. Ledger was his forever. Kash wanted to shout it to the world.
The expression Valon wore while strumming a guitar was mesmerizing. Marc was man enough to admit he was starstruck. Valon’s curly silver hair was in a bun, but the shorter curls in the front kept escaping. Valon looked lost and sad. Young andvulnerable. Damn. He was only five years younger than Marc. Why did he look so young? Valon just seemed so fresh-faced and innocent. The person in front of him didn’t match the man Marc had watched on stage. He didn’t know if he should say he had been to a few of Valon’s concerts and ruin the moment. Maybe the mask would fall back into place if he knew Marc was a fan. He liked this version too much to watch Valon hide.
“What do you enjoy doing?” Valon’s chin lifted. His dark blue eyes latched onto Marc as if he had never disappeared inside his music.
Marc had to search his mind with Valon looking at him as if he really cared. “Um. I like football. Watching,not playing.”
