Page 136 of Enemy of My Enemy

“In some crazy way, I even kind of understand. Her memory was always there, always a part of him. I knew he loved her like crazy. I knew she was his first love. They didn’t break up. She was ripped away from him. How could I ever compete with her resurrection?” Ethan leaned forward, resting his forehead on the marble counter with a sigh. A loud, metallicplinksounded, something heavy hitting the surface.

When Ethan pulled back, Adam’s eyes went wide. He hadn’t seen the chain around Ethan’s neck, or the two rings nestled against his chest. Dark, with tiny diamonds glittering around both rings. The shine had dulled, but they were unmistakable.

“Holy shit. You—” He swallowed. He didn’t know what to say.

Ethan reached up, rubbing the rings between his fingers. “Funny how fast things change, huh? Never even got a chance to ask.” He cleared his throat. “Get your team back together. We might need them. Get everyone over here. Operate out of Faisal’s place as long as you can. We can’t trust anything or anyone back home right now.”

Adam’s jaw clenched. “Yes, sir.”

Ethan lifted his empty beer bottle, a kind of salute, and set it down. He headed back for the stairs, but stopped. He didn’t turn around.

“If you love Faisal. Really love him. Don’t let anything stop you two. Don’t let anything get in the way. You never know how much time you have together.”

Adam finished his beer and went back to his and Faisal’s bedroom. Faisal was stretched out on their bed, blinking as he stared at the moon-drenched sea beyond the windows.

“Hey. I didn’t mean to wake you.”

Faisal pressed his lips together. “I was afraid you had left again, and everything that happened was just a dream.”

Fuck everything and everyone. I will stay with you until the end of everything.Adam slid into bed, wrapping Faisal up in his arms and pulling his warm body tight. Faisal grabbed him in return, stroking his hands everywhere, and then they were kissing, fast, hard kisses against lips and skin. Faisal pushed Adam flat on his back and trailed wet kisses down his body until he buried his face in Adam’s crotch.

Desire slammed through Adam, going off like a gunshot. He arched back, breathless as Faisal slid his briefs down and swallowed his cock, sucking him deep. He spread his legs wide, clutching his knees to his chest as Faisal grabbed a bottle of lube from the bedside drawer.

Two fingers pressed against his asshole, and Adam squeezed his eyes shut.

Faisal licked him open, going from his cock to his asshole and back, over and over, until he was a slick mess, until he was shamelessly begging for Faisal to fuck him. His hands gripped the sheets, the pillows, the headboard.

Faisal grabbed his ankles and spread his legs, tilting Adam up just so, until his cock lined up with Adam’s hole. He slicked his cock and pressed into Adam.

It had been a long time since Ethiopia.

Adam’s back arched as Faisal slid within him, all the way in, in one move. All the air punched out of his lungs, and his spine turned to molten gold. He gasped, his open mouth moving soundlessly as his hands fluttered over the mattress, fingers scratching at the sheets. He cried out when Faisal’s balls nestled against his ass, and the softest kiss pressed against his ankle.

Faisal knew Adam’s body better than Adam knew himself. He knew what Adam needed, always. Adam sighed as Faisal’s palms stroked down the back of his legs, soothed over his quivering muscles.

Faisal’s warm breath ghosted over Adam’s shin. He rolled his hips deep into Adam, not pulling back. Adam whimpered.

Faisal pitched forward, dragging Adam’s legs over his shoulders, until he had Adam bent in half. Adam’s hands flew, one hand landing on the surgical seal glued shut on Faisal’s side, the other grasping Faisal’s face, cradling his cheek. He stared up at his lover, panting, impaled, and desperate for more. “Please. Please, fuck me.”

“No.” Faisal leaned in, pressing a kiss to Adam’s lips. “No. I will make love to you,habib albi.”

Adam moaned. How long had it been since Faisal called him the love of his heart? Too, too long.

Faisal slowly thrust, gentle rolls in and out of Adam’s body. “‘My eyes drown in tears, yet thirst for but one chance’.”

“Faisal,please. I can’t—” Tears pricked at Adam’s eyes as Faisal began reciting the words of an Islamic poet writing love songs to his male lover.

“‘I’ll give away my whole life for my beloved’.” Faisal kissed his tears, his hips pressing deep as Adam groaned. “Ya hayati.”

My love. My life.

Adam pulled Faisal down for another long kiss. In the moonlight, Faisal made love to him for hours, worshipping his body, until his heart and soul overflowed and his breathless moans mingled with Faisal’s poetry, whispered onto every inch of his skin.

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Chapter 45

White House