Page 32 of Tangled With You

“Roll over.”

Ollie shook his head, and Trevor raised his brows. “I wantto see you.”

Trevor grinned. “Fair enough.”

“So, what are—”

“Shut up,” Trevor said, sliding up Ollie’s body and takingcare of that by closing his mouth over his in a slow, deep kiss that sentelectricity zinging through his body only to collect in his painfully hardcock. When Trevor broke the kiss, he winked at Ollie, grabbed a pillow, andordered Ollie to lift his ass.

Ollie complied, and Trevor slipped the pillow under Ollie’ships before rolling off the bed and opening the overnight bag he’d brought.“Lube,” he said. “And a condom. I figured just in case.”

“I like the way you think,” Ollie said, then arched back andclosed his eyes when Trevor’s lubed fingers teased his ass, the sensationalmost enough to make him come right then. He heard the familiar sound of thefoil package being torn and opened his eyes in time to see Trevor rolling thecondom on his very large, very erect cock. He swallowed, his ass constricting,but not with nerves. With need.

So much need that he wanted to scream for Trevor to hurry.He was drunk with anticipation, heady with lust. “Please.” The word was so softhe was surprised Trevor even heard it, but he saw the way his mouth curved upand those eyes dipped to skim over Ollie’s body.

And then he was there, on hands and knees on the bed, hisbody over Ollie’s, his slick fingers teasing Ollie’s crack, his entrance, evenas his mouth claimed Ollie’s in kiss that started out soft but got harder anddeeper in time with the way that Trevor’s fingers were teasing Ollie’s rear.

His mind was spinning. Wanting.

Everything. He wanted it all. He wanted Trevor.

Hell, right then, Trevor was everything, and as far as Olliewas concerned, if he didn’t have him right then, he might as well just give itup and die. “Please,” he said again.

“Yeah,” Trevor said, breaking the kiss as he answered, thentrailing kisses back down until he was once again over Ollie, the tip of hiscock right at Ollie’s slick entrance, one hand on Ollie’s hip and the other onOllie’s cock.

Ollie arched up, his body craving what Trevor was giving, thencried out at that first push, tight and painful in a way that, yeah, hurt sogood.

“You okay?”

“Don’t you dare stop,” Ollie said, his voice raspy withneed. “More. Slow, but more.”

Trevor said nothing, but his eyes never left Ollie’s, andsoon he’d filled Ollie completely, and Ollie had no choice but to close hiseyes, not because it hurt, but because the intimacy of this moment was toointense, too wonderful. And then when Trevor moved inside him … oh, dear god,it felt like the universe was splitting apart. Like he was being bathed instarlight. He felt owned. Possessed. Loved.

And then when Trevor fisted his cock and stroked Ollie intime with his thrusts, he felt nothing but a mindless pleasure that was moreintense than anything he’d felt before. “Trevor—Oh, god, Trevor, I’m—”

But that was all he could say, as the power of speech andthought completely left as his orgasm crashed through him like a wave, his bodyshaking with pleasure as he shouted out his release even as Trevor came insidehim.

The sensations seemed to last forever, and then Trevorslowly withdrew, and Ollie was left panting and satisfied and still wantingmore as Trev settled beside him after disposing of the condom. Ollie turned onhis side, so that they were face to face, and Trevor’s hand rested on Ollie’ship.

“Wow,” Ollie said, then inched forward to brush a kissacross Ollie’s lips.

Trevor chuckled. “I was going to ask if that was good, but Ithink you just answered.”

“You know it was,” Ollie said. “Either that or I deserve theaward for best actor.”

Trevor grinned, but there was something hesitant in hiseyes.

“What?” Ollie asked, a small knot of worry fighting its wayto the surface through the sea of lingering bliss.

Trevor shook his head, looking mildly embarrassed. “Yourfirst time. I was just—just taking a quick inventory.”

Ollie laughed. “You can take my inventory anytime.” Herolled over until he was on top of Trevor, relishing the sensation. And thecontrol. “And no, it wasn’t weird. I don’t feel awkward. I have zero regrets.”He frowned, then tilted his head. “No, I take it back. There’s just one thingthat’s not right.”

He saw the flicker of fear in the other man’s eyes. “What’sthat?”

“That I haven’t had my turn with you yet.” He grinned,feeling deliciously in control. “I hope you weren’t planning on drifting off tosleep right away.”

Trevor laughed. “No,” he said, his hands sliding up to cupOllie’s ass. “Sleep is the last thing on my mind.”