Page 71 of The Ghost of Ellwood

My slick fingers moved in and out of him, and I loved the way he moaned and fisted the blanket. When he was stretched and ready, I kissed up his thigh, to his belly button, and to his delicious mouth. His tongue swirled with mine, and my heart felt like it was about to explode.

“Ben?”

I focused on him. “Yeah?”

“How many men have you...?” Theo trailed off. “Never mind.”

“Not a lot,” I answered, turning his face back to mine. “I don’t exactly keep count, but it hasn’t been many. And none of them made me feel even a quarter of what you do.”

He smiled. “Really?”

“Yes.” I kissed the tip of his nose, finding the coolness of his skin calming. “What about you?”

“Only Harvey.” He rested a hand on my waist. “It hurts my heart to say it because I fear it’s a betrayal to him, but the feeling I get when I look at you, Ben, is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Even with him.”

The struggle in his eyes kept me from being happy about the confession. He came from a time where it was a felony to be as we were right now, skin against skin and flushed with desire. He’d risked everything to be with Harvey, though.

And he’d been killed for it.

“That’s enough talking,” I said, before leaning in to kiss him.

We were beyond words now anyway. Only actions could convey what we felt; what we desired. Saying I wanted to be inside Theo wasn’t enough to explain the need of it.

I discarded my boxer-briefs and gave myself a few slow pulls, smiling when Theo’s arms came around me and he pressed his face against the base of my neck. Once I slicked my cock with lube, I slowly guided it into him.

Fuck, his skin was chilled, and it was a shock to the senses as my tip pressed inside. Warmth soon took its place, though, and I pushed deeper.

His body shimmered as he made a rasping sound.

“Does it hurt?” I asked, watching his face for any signs of discomfort.

“No.” He moved his hips up, causing me to go deeper. “I need all of you, Ben.”

I snapped my hips forward, making both of us cry out.

I hung my head on his chest and exhaled, my heart banging against my ribcage. He felt too damn amazing, and it’d been too long since I’d been with anyone. I needed to go slow or this wasn’t going to last long. I pulled out a little before driving my hips forward, hitting him deeper than before.

I was attuned to every place we touched, chest to chest, his lips on my neck, and our hands linked together above his head. The feel of him was seared into me; his smell was ingrained in my senses.

Even when I’d had boyfriends in the past, I had always felt like I was on a different plane of existence. When we’d fucked, it had been nice, but nothing earth-shattering. Now, here I was balls-deep inside Theo and feeling like my very soul was tearing out of my body and clinging to him.

“Harder, Ben,” he whined, tilting his head back on the pillow.

I accepted the opening and nipped at his throat, thrusting deeper into his ass. He gasped as my teeth grazed his skin. His nails clawed my back. Pleasure trickled through me, intensifying with every pump of my hips into him. Sweat coated my skin while his stayed cool and dry.

This moment with Theo felt like my first time. No one compared to him.

“Rightthere, Ben! Don’t stop.” He grabbed desperately at my shoulders with one hand while he gripped my ass cheek with the other and tugged me harder into him.

Theo was vocal in his lovemaking, and he made damn sure I knew how much he liked it.

Unable to hold back anymore, I locked the angle of my hips and snapped them forward over and over, fucking him hard and fast. He whimpered and fisted my hair, telling me not to stop. Remembering his weak spot, I kissed below his ear as I brought us closer to the edge—an edge Theo then jumped off.

He cried out as he clenched around my throbbing cock. Though chasing my own high, I watched his face as he moaned through his release. Two more thrusts and then I was coming too. I lost my rhythm as a white hot pleasure shot through my entire body.

I buried my face in the crook of his neck as my cock pulsed inside him. My orgasm made me forget my own name. Made me forget everything except for Theo and the intense pleasure rocking my body.

I looked down at him, still shaking from the power of my release.