Page 6 of Fire and Smoke (Nothing Special #9)

Wes’s pants and boxer briefs were shoved to his ankles, as if Law was too anxious to worry about untying his boots and getting him completely naked.

Law smelled and looked so damn good in those black renegade clothes. Lawson Sheppard hadn’t changed a bit. His actions still burned hotter than the confession he’d just spoken.

“I’m gonna show you now, later, tonight, and in the morning, just how much this year without you almost fuckin’ killed me,” Law groaned in his ear.

He arched his back off the couch, wanting more contact than he was getting. His body felt as if thousands of volts of electricity were surging through his veins, yet he still yearned for more.

That was just how powerful Law’s touch was.

He grabbed Law’s ass and pulled him into him, wrapping his legs around him until his heels dug into the back of Law’s thighs.

Their cocks aligned and the amount of slickness leaking from their slits created just the right amount of friction and wet heat.

Law pumped his strong hips and bit down hard on Wes’s shoulder until he hollered.

His cock had to be the stiffest it’d ever been, and he was about to erupt like a virgin.

“Goddamn you, Wes.” Law thrust harder and faster until Wes’s toes curled.

The intensity of their coming together was turning dangerous, like a fuse being lit on a stick of dynamite, the end result sure to be catastrophic.

The sounds they made bordered on obscene as the worn couch scraped across the hardwood floor.

Their grunts of desperation as they rutted together, chasing their release, created a beautiful soundtrack he could listen to for the rest of his life.

“Make me fuckin’ come all over you.”

Law grabbed two handfuls of his ass and yanked his pelvis up to meet his downward thrusts.

“Do it,” Law growled.

They needed to get this first one out of the way, then he planned to work out the rest of his frustrations with Law later tonight, all night.

He hadn’t been with anyone else, and this was exactly why. No one could set him on fire like the best pyrotechnician in the country.

Well , second best.

Wes’s groan built deep in his stomach before it exploded from his throat.

His cock pulsed before his balls emptied and he shot his load against Law’s stomach, grunting as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him.

“You’re still hot as blue flames, Wes,” Law said against his ear, his hips beginning to lose their rhythm. “It’s always been you.”

He clung to Law as if he would disappear again.

Law held him in a grip tight enough that he’d see the evidence on his skin as warm liquid passion hit his stomach.

It took him a while to calm himself and regulate his breathing before he could speak.

“Tell me,” he huffed against Law’s sweaty skin, nudging his head to the side to get to his lips. “Tell me you missed me half as much as I fuckin’ missed you.”

Law held him for a long moment before he answered.

“Yes.” Law swallowed. “Every day and every night. I didn’t know if I’d see you again after I ruined everything.”

Law kissed him gently, slowly, now that the urgency had waned.

“I swear to fucking God, if you run again, Law, I’ll blow you up my damn self,” he whispered, more so to himself, as if making a promise to his own heart.

“I’m here now. The lawsuit is resolved, and the ashes have settled. I only want you and my career back. One won’t work without the other. We’re going back to LA, and this is how it’s going to be from now on.” Law motioned between them. “We’re gonna give them the best of both worlds.”

Wes wanted so much to get excited.

Unable to resist, he combed his fingers through Law’s messy hair and tugged until he hissed.

“If you think you’re about to tell me to jump and I say ‘how high,’ then you must’ve been inhaled too much fresh air in Utah.”

Law pushed his thickening cock between Wes’s spread legs as if he couldn’t be more turned on.

“There’s the annoying bastard I’m so crazy about.”

“Mmmm,” Wes hummed in agreement. “I assume you have some kind of plan.”

“Later.” Law gripped his thigh and hiked it higher up his back. “After I’ve finished giving you what you need.”

Wes opened more than just his thighs. He splayed open his heart, soul, and mind, and took the best Law had to give.