“Oh my God,” Joshua said through a gasp, his eyes huge. “I ripped your shirt. It was probably ridiculously expensive.”
It was, but Joshua didn’t need to know that. Frank waved a hand in dismissal. “It’s fine. I’ve got plenty more shirts.” He’d give up more than his expensive shirts to have Joshua. Plucking a few wipes from the side table, he kissed Joshua as he cleaned them up. He smiled at the slash of red that had appeared across Joshua’s cheeks.
“Let’s get out of here before I end up fucking you again.”
“And that would be a bad thing?”
“No, but I’d rather have you in my bed.”
“Let’s go, then.”
Frank chuckled as Joshua quickly got off him and rushed for his clothes. As soon as they were dressed, they hurried out into the club toward the back door. Thank fuck he didn’t live far from the club. In less than half an hour, he was pulling into his garage. He got out and closed the garage door just as Joshua was out of the car. Turning off the house alarm, he unlocked the door and ushered Joshua inside.
The second the door closed behind them, they were stripping, clothes littering the floor as they kissed their way to Frank’s bedroom, stopping only long enough to flip on some lights so they wouldn’t trip over themselves. Thankfully, Frank managed to get them there without breaking anything. Good thing his bedroom wasn’t on the second floor.
The back of Joshua’s legs hit the mattress, and he fell back onto it. He stared at Frank, eyes wide.
“You okay?” Frank asked. Moonlight filtered in through the open blinds to cast a glow around Joshua—as if he wasn’t already breathtaking. A slow nod was Joshua’s response as he raked his gaze over every inch of Frank.
“And here I thought you couldn’t get any sexier,” Joshua murmured. “I was wrong. So very, very wrong.” He ran his tongue over his bottom lip, a shiver going through him when Frank placed a knee on the bed. “How do you want me?”
“On your hands and knees.”
Joshua whimpered, then quickly scrambled to do as Frank asked, the sight making Frank groan. He turned on the bedside lamp, then grabbed supplies. Climbing onto the bed, he positioned himself behind Joshua, a hand to his plump asscheek. Before this sweet, cheerful man appeared in his life, Frank had never had an issue with self-control. He’d been described as stoic and imposing, among other things, but never impulsive. And now? Now he found himself on his knees worshipping the beautiful young man in front of him.
“Frank,” Joshua pleaded.
Frank answered Joshua’s plea with a kiss to his lower back, right before he speared Joshua’s hole with his tongue.
“Holy fuuuuck!” Joshua’s body shook. He dropped to his elbows, his ass in the air and his head on his arms. The invitation sent a shiver through Frank. Inhaling deeply, he released a guttural moan.
“You smell so damned good.” He didn’t give Joshua time to reply, at least not with words. Spreading Joshua’s cheeks, Frank set out to wreck him, to turn him into a pleading, writhing mess. He wrapped a hand around Joshua’s stiff cock as he licked, nipped, and laved at his entrance, alternating between using his tongue and his fingers until Joshua was on the brink of coming. Pulling at Joshua’s thighs, he smiled at the little grunt Joshua let out as his stomach hit the mattress.
“If you don’t fuck me in the next two seconds,” Joshua warned, and Frank would have loved to know what he intended to do if Frank didn’t comply. Except he had no intention of not giving in completely. He carefully but quickly rolled on the condom, then applied a generous amount of lube. With an arm around Joshua’s shoulder, Frank used his free hand to line himself up. He pressed the head of his cock against Joshua’s hole, then pushed in until he was buried to the hilt. He snapped his hips, and Joshua cried out.
“Yes! Oh God, Frank. Just like that.”
“You like that, huh?” Frank snapped his hips again, driving himself in deep before pulling out and plunging in again and again.
“Oh fuck! Yes! Please, Frank.”
Frank gave Joshua what he wanted, fucking him fast and hard, the bed moving beneath them as he pounded Joshua’s ass, their slick bodies smacking together, the sound mixing with their curses and groans. Having Joshua under him, the sounds he made as Frank gave them both everything they wanted… it was better than Frank could have imagined.
Sweat beaded his brow, his panting breath mingling with Joshua’s as he drove himself inside Joshua’s tight heat. He took hold of Joshua’s chin and turned his face so he could kiss him. It was sloppy and hungry as his hips thrust wildly, all calm and rhythm lost as he chased his climax. His muscles tightened, his body trembling as his orgasm swept through him like a tsunami. He roared as the pleasure exploded into release, the condom filing with his come. A few more thrusts and he hissed as he pulled out of Joshua and fell onto his back, his chest rising and falling with rapid breaths.
Joshua sat back on his heels, his hand working furiously as he jerked himself off.
“Wait. Sit here.” Frank tapped his chest, and Joshua let out a delicious little whimper as he quickly scrambled over. He sat on Frank’s chest, his moan sinful when Frank opened his mouth. With his knees on either side of Frank’s head, his hands on the wall, and his cock down Frank’s throat, Joshua fucked Frank’s mouth. It didn’t take long, not after Frank pressed a finger to Joshua’s hole. He cried out and came down Frank’s throat. He remained there for a few heartbeats, kneeling over Frank before he dropped onto the bed. He slid down and curled up against Frank, bringing Frank’s face toward his to kiss him. He moaned, most likely at the taste of himself on Frank’s tongue.
They kissed for ages, Frank on his side facing Joshua and holding him as close against him as he could manage, their legs intertwined. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d spent this much time in bed with a guy doing something other than fucking. He’d never felt the need to keep anyone around longer than they had to. Even when he’d been seeing someone, work usually had him getting out of bed and getting on with his day. For the first time since he could remember, he didn’t want to go anywhere. He wanted to stay right here, like this.
After some thought, Frank blurted out the words lingering on his tongue. “What if we stay in tomorrow?”
Joshua propped himself on his elbow, his boyish smile wide and his blue-green eyes filled with happiness Frank had a hand in giving. “Really?”
“Yeah.” Frank mirrored Joshua’s position and ran his fingers through Joshua’s hair. “We’ll stay in bed, spend some time together. I’ll try to remember to feed you in between doing terribly dirty things to you.”
Joshua laughed and kissed him. “I’d love that.”
Love.
The word had Frank’s heart in his throat. It was ridiculous, the kind of reaction one little word had on him. Love was something he had no time for, and until this moment, he’d brushed it off as something he didn’t need. His life was fine without it. He was fine without it. When he wanted sex, he had his pick of men. He had wealth and a business that allowed him to give back, to help those who’d been in the position he’d once been. Did he need to be in love? No. Did he want it with the man in his arms?