Page 111 of Hard Rain

They were risking their friendship and partnership if this went bad.

“Positive.”

“Why?”

“Because… I’ve been waiting for you.”

It was almost absurd in its simplicity. No grand confession. No speech. Just the truth, spoken like Axel had known it all along.

“You know…” he began lightly, drawing in a breath. “If this goes sideways…”

Axel never gave him the chance to finish. He dropped his head and claimed his parted lips in a hard, possessive kiss.

He slid his hands over Axel’s back, savoring the warmth beneath his palms. Axel kissed him again, slower this time, unhurried in a way he’d never been.

He smiled against Axel’s mouth.

When they finally broke apart, both of them breathless, Axel held his gaze.

Bright blue eyes. No hesitation. Only hunger.

Whip’s gaze dropped. He reached down and closed his hand around his dick.

Axel grunted against his skin and sent his cock thrusting through Whip’s grip.

Lifting up, Axel broke the kiss with a grumble.

“Where are the condoms?”

“In the bathroom?” Whip laughed.

Axel launched from the bed and stalked to the bathroom. He returned a moment later with the box and a small bottle of lube, minus the bag, as if he’d found gold.

“What’s taking so long?” He quirked a brow.

Axel tossed the box to the bed and crawled up and over him. He kissed him again and ran his teeth over Whip’s neck before closing his mouth on his throat.

“Are you marking me, marshal?” Whip teased, out of breath and patience.

“Mhmm”

Axel stroked him from chest to cock. Whip gasped, arching beneath his touch. The man crushed the distance between them, covering his body with his and bit at his lips before sucking. Their cocks bumped and stroked. Axel slid a hand along his leg, brushing it down to pull the back of one thigh, lifting one of Whip’s legs to slowly wrap it around his hips.

Whip parted both legs and wrapped them tightly as Axel settled his weight between.

He groaned and thrust upward against every inch of Axel’s long, thick cock, rubbing against him in a sensuous rhythm.

Axel toyed with him by first grinding his cock down and then wrapping his dick in one palm and stroking him.

Bastard!

Whip sucked in a breath, reached between them, and pushed Axel’s cock down to his ass.

Getting the hint, Axel tore open a condom packet with his teeth. Whip took charge and rolled it on Axel.

Dumping the lube into his palm, Axel cupped him and slicked him up, probing inside. Panting, Whip twisted against him, forcing one blunt finger further.

“Now, Axel.”