Foster Siblings 3: Brokedown Hearts (47 page)

Rather than rim Ben, David made a cooing sound and softly fingered Ben’s bud. “Such a sexy little hole.” He teased the tight, trembling muscle again. “I can’t wait to open it up with my cock.”

Oh fuck yes
. Unexpected pleasure rushed through Ben—just from the words leaving David’s mouth—and before the tremble left Ben’s body, David put his mouth back on Ben’s hole and sucked for all he was worth.

Shouting gutturally—Ben swore he felt the power of David’s mouth all the way up in his eye sockets—Ben crushed the bedding in his hands and buried his face in the fabric as wondrous licks of pleasure sizzled up his channel and shot into his balls. Pain or not, Ben’s cock started thickening and lifting with a second life, and this time he had no power to stop the flood of blood racing to his prick.

David switched from sucking Ben’s bud to flicking in a fast rhythm over the striated muscle, and the change sent new quivers fluttering through to every corner of Ben’s body. When, just as fast, David switched things up and poked his tongue at Ben’s entrance, toying with slipping it inside Ben’s ass, Ben moaned, pushed his tail end against David’s face, and pulled more of the bedding into a tight ball under his body. Pulse after pulse after pulse throbbed within Ben’s ass, and his cock, rigid as steel, lifted toward his lower belly.

With a slap on Ben’s buttocks, David licked a line up his crack and moaned as if powdered sugar coated Ben’s flesh. David scraped his teeth along the globes of Ben’s cheeks, dipping his tongue out here and there for a taste along the map he created, and Ben bit the comforter to keep from screaming his pleasure for the whole city to hear. Each grazing touch or tantalizing lick from David ratcheted up Ben’s need another ten notches, and he felt like with one more touch, he would explode straight out of his skin. Right then David delved back between Ben’s cheeks, licked and sucked on his hole again, and Ben jerked as his balls pulled dangerously toward his body, signaling a fast end for a second time.

In two quick moves Ben reached down, put a choke hold on his nuts, and flipped onto his back. His body straining with need, he looked up at David and practically drowned in the perfect, masculine beauty. “Fuck me.” Finishing his original task, Ben grabbed the lube, popped the hinged lid, and squeezed a dollop onto his fingers. “I need you.” Without looking, he threw the bottle of lubricant against the window and plunged his slicked digits into his ass.

A shock of fiery pain erupted in Ben’s channel. He cried out as his passage quivered with spasms, but he pushed the lube in deeper anyway. He knew soon the brief discomfort would melt into mind-blowing joy, and he welcomed the hurt that temporarily overtook the pleasure and allowed him to breathe again.

So very gently, David took hold of Ben’s wrist and put his hand back to his side. “Let me do that for you.” Locked in eye contact, David gathered the mess of lube Ben had smeared between his thighs and cheeks and slowly pushed it into Ben’s channel himself.

Ben hissed, and his chute closed tightly around David’s single digit. Every inch of Ben’s body awake and needy, he wrapped his hand around his cock and stroked the rigid length. “I’m so hard again.” His skin felt taut and tingly all over; just touching the bedspread pushed Ben closer to the edge. “I don’t know how you do this to me so fast.”

Coating his long cock with the rest of the lube, David smiled down at Ben, and open happiness sparkled in his eyes. “You know how.”

Wonderful pain pierced Ben’s heart, and he whispered, “Tell me.”

David shifted, stretched himself on top of Ben, fitted his penis to Ben’s entrance, and brushed a soft kiss against his cheek. “Because I love you,” he replied, his voice as hushed as Ben’s had been. Holding Ben’s gaze with the stunning clarity in his, David added, “And because you love me too,” and sank his cock into Ben’s ass.

Inch by agonizingly good inch, David took Ben, filling Ben with such heat, so damned deep, Ben felt the claiming all the way up into his heart. Ben’s chest clamped just as tightly as his passage did, and when David shuddered, Ben swore the man reacted to the embrace in both places too.

Overcome with love and need, Ben yanked David’s head down and latched on with a searing kiss. He shoved his way into David’s mouth with messy speed and forced a duel of their tongues. Clinging to a fistful of David’s hair, Ben held David to him and began pumping himself up on David’s shaft, aching for the rough, repeated plunge of this man’s long, hot cock in his ass.

In quick counterpoint, David grabbed Ben’s hips, slowed him down, and switched to brushing his lips across Ben’s again and again and again instead of eating his mouth. While kissing Ben, so very sweetly and lightly, David rocked his hips and eased his cock slowly in and out of Ben’s body. Each full slide of David’s shaft licked deliciously along every millimeter of ultrasensitized nerve endings in Ben’s passage. The sensation pushed deeper, into Ben’s very flesh, and infected his blood. David kissed Ben with languid ease, held his hips with the most secure yet loosest hold, and fucked him like a man settling in for hours of prolonged, slow penetration. And with every whisper-light touch and filling of his ass, Ben wound tighter and tighter inside, and he fought the tearing need to rip out of his skin.

Fighting a losing battle to stave off insanity, Ben pulled David’s hair and clawed his back. “Harder, David.” He pushed up and smashed his ass as hard as he could against David’s cock. “Fuck me hard and fast. I want it.” He bit David’s cheek and promised, “You don’t have to be gentle with me.”

Instead of more speed, David stopped moving entirely. He bracketed Ben’s head with his arms and locked Ben prisoner in his intense, beautiful gaze. “I’ll give you hard and fast next time. Right now, trust that I know best how to take care of you.” Canting his hips, David began a steady rhythm of moving his shaft within Ben’s ass once more. “Move with me. Nice and easy. Stop trying to pummel another orgasm out of yourself.” Just by looking at Ben, holding his stare, David helped slow Ben’s heartbeat and guided Ben to match his pace. “Let go and let it overtake you.” Forehead to forehead, their bodies slick with sweat, they touched each other everywhere. David held Ben locked into his stare and gently fucked him headfirst into a slow oblivion. “Trust that everything you taught me is good for you too.”

Led by the certainty in David’s every word and action, Ben linked fully into David and let the man calm the storm raging in Ben’s body and mind. David rocked on top of him. In return Ben clung to the man’s back and, for the first time, truly let David control their lovemaking. David guided Ben in a tandem push and pull between cock and ass, and the slow burn of friction twisted all the way through Ben in pleasurable waves and warmed him in a deeper, more persistent way. With each deep, focused strike, David grazed his lips somewhere across Ben’s face or even into his hair, but always came back to eye contact and let Ben see the light in his gaze that Ben knew existed only for him.

Their bodies undulated as one. The symmetry and cadence were achingly beautiful, and with each rise and fall, more tinder was added to the fire burning between them. In the many times he’d had sex, this time Ben knew he’d merged completely and permanently not only to another body but to another soul, and the truth rocked him to his core.

Choking on too much emotion, Ben whispered, “I love you.” He jerked and lost their rhythm, but could no longer control the responses of his body. The choices Ben had made today caught up to him, and the raw grit of too much love and fear rusted out his voice. Ben pumped his ass up harder to meet the sweet piercing of David’s cock, without finesse, and tore away the final hidden barrier protecting his heart. “I don’t know how to exist without you anymore.”

Unleashing a guttural sound, David drove into Ben harder and faster and clung to his lips with the most searing, poignant kiss. “You’re my whole world too.” Clutching Ben’s hair in both fists, David shook his head, dropping beads of sweat from his damp hair, and raw, open desire edged out the peace in his eyes. “I want to come for you, Ben.” The confession, so pure and straightforward, cut clear into Ben and branded his heart. “Tell me when you’re ready”—David bit Ben’s lips, and his arms started to tremble—“and I’ll let go too.”

“Christ, David.” Shaking too, Ben crushed his mouth to David’s, desperate for contact everywhere. “Now.” Holding David just as tightly as David did him, his cock just as rigid, Ben lifted his tail end, forced every agonizing, glorious inch of David’s cock deep into his body, and begged, “Give it to me now.”

Biting Ben’s lips, David jolted and, a split second later, shouted as he spilled himself in Ben’s ass. Wet heat poured into Ben’s channel, and the moment it tagged his hidden flesh, a giant pulse radiated the entire way through Ben, and he lost himself too. With his penis smashed between their bellies, Ben dumped cum onto their stomachs as David filled Ben’s passage with his hot seed.

For long minutes in the aftermath, Ben and David breathed heavily, stuck to each other’s bodies in more ways than one. Their lips remained connected, Ben’s ejaculate stuck their middles together, and David’s cock stayed tucked all the way in Ben’s throbbing ass.

Eventually David propped his elbow on Ben’s shoulder and dropped his chin into his hand. He looked down at Ben, and the sweetest smile graced his kiss-swollen lips. “It feels so good to have you really back with me, and to be with you again.” As if David planned to park himself on top of Ben all night, he ran his finger lightly over Ben’s mouth and face. “I missed you. I missed this.”

Thinking back over how Ben had planned for this afternoon to go when walking in the door—a talk, but not the one they’d had—he flushed and murmured, “I guess it’s becoming clear that maybe you know even better than me what I need sometimes. You pushed with the right amount of force, twice this afternoon.” As Ben recalled how much he’d fought David making love to him slowly, forcing Ben to feel their closeness and love even more intimately, more heat rushed to Ben’s face. “But it was good,” he admitted. “You got out of me stuff I needed to let go.”

Lingering atop Ben, David held Ben’s gaze as he feathered his fingers through Ben’s hair. “I think with every day we’re together, I’m getting better and better at knowing you and how best to make you feel happy and content.” He pressed a kiss to Ben’s jaw and then cheekbone and forehead, before easing back and smiling softly at him again. “And I think you’re getting better at trusting that whatever you tell me, I’m going to keep it safe, not judge, and keep it just between us. The way it should be.”

Here it goes
. The calm of afterglow left Ben in a flood, and fear pumped new nausea into his gut.
The conversation I don’t know how to have
. No other choice, he bit the bullet and asked, “Then do you think I did what was best for me today when I accepted the Skyes’ offer to run their new Miami branch?”

Paling like a ghost, David fell off Ben, and they became two people again.

Shit.

Chapter Nineteen

He’s moving to Miami.

One heartbeat ago, David had been on the highest cloud in the sky, but Ben’s frankly spoken declaration hurtled him back to earth faster and harder than an asteroid.

Unable to look Ben in the eyes, David stumbled out of bed, his legs a mass of jelly, barely holding him up. “Congratulations.” A gaping cavern of darkness opened inside David, and he almost couldn’t speak through the clog closing his throat. “The promotion is a well-deserved honor.” Even as he forced a smile, he reached for the band on his wrist. When he couldn’t find the elastic, a bubble of panicked hysteria popped within, and he didn’t quite swallow down a crazed trill of laughter. “You’ll be wonderful as the boss of a new agency.”

Instantly Ben narrowed his stare. “What’s the matter?” He cursed a litany of foul words and jumped out of bed. “I did the wrong thing, didn’t I?” He pressed the back of his hand to David’s forehead and frowned. “You don’t look right.”

Wait a minute
. Just as fast as David started to shrivel into a ball, wanting to die, a fireball sparked and quickly started to spin and grow, heating him from his core.
What the fuck?

Suddenly David smacked Ben’s hand away and leaned up and in. Moving on pure emotion, David raged in Ben’s face. “We just finished ripping our hearts out and bearing our souls and fucking without condoms and talking about how we won’t survive without the other, and now you’re telling me you’re moving to Miami?” David shoved Ben in the chest, pushing so hard, with every ounce of anger and hurt boiling in him, that Ben fell back onto the bed. “Fuck you, Ben Evans!” He shot double middle fingers at the man like daggers. “Fuck you!”

“What the fuck?” Ben bounced right back up into David’s face. “Of course you’re coming with me!”

All the blood drained out of David, leaving him numb and in a stupor. “What?” The searing flood rushed back in and took control. “You didn’t say that!” He smacked Ben’s shoulders and upper arms as hot tears of happiness and relief mixed with confusion and anger and swirled into a volatile explosion. “You said
I
and
me
. You didn’t say
we
or
us
. And you said it so seriously, like you were giving me bad news. What was I supposed to conclude?”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t think.” Crimson flushed Ben’s beautiful bronze skin; he tunneled his hands into his mess of glorious raven hair and began to pace the room. “But I don’t know what I’m allowed to assume with you yet—I never have with any man, really, but specifically you since I love you and only want to be with you.” Stalling at the wall of windows, Ben leaned back on the glass. The sight of him, so big yet so small against the vast openness beyond, made him look like a man without an island, and the sight tugged with exquisite hardness at David’s heart.

With a sigh, Ben looked to David, visible strain digging new lines into his already harsh features. “I made the decision today to accept my bosses’ offer, which means I set in motion moving us to Miami in a year and a half. I got online and already set up e-mail alerts for homes coming on the market in the area near where my job will be. And I spoke to a Realtor about putting this place on the market as fast as possible. I also asked her to start looking for rentals somewhere smack in the middle between Tampa and Coleman, so we can start living together now and have equal headaches commuting to our jobs.