Page 22 of The Sinner's Son

Royce snarled and growled playfully, but the air crackled with carnal energy. “Damn, my man is smoking hot when he’s bossy.” He gripped Sawyer’s ass cheeks tightly. “Take me to bed, put me on my knees, and show me who’s boss.”

Sawyer cocked a brow. “Why wait?” He shoved Royce’s underwear down and watched as the fabric landed on the floor. “Do you remember the first time I made you come?”

Royce’s nostrils flared. “I only relive it every five seconds.”

Sawyer slipped a hand between them and stroked Royce’s hardening dick. “It was right in this room.”

Royce nodded his head to the right. “Over on that leg curl bench. Want to relive the moment?”

“Huh-uh. I have other ideas for you this morning.” Sawyer led Royce to the yoga mat and guided him to his knees. His husband leaned forward and buried his face in Sawyer’s crotch, forgetting that he wasn’t in charge. Sawyer cupped Royce’s chin to hold him still. “I am going to shove your face somewhere else.”

Royce dragged Sawyer’s shorts and underwear off and tossed them out of the way. “Don’t forget the lube before you pin my face to the mat and fuck the life out of me.”

“I’d never forget that.” Bending down to kiss his upturned mouth, Sawyer said, “And I’m going to fuck the lifeintoyou while you watch in the mirror.” He stepped away to retrieve the lube and heard Royce shifting on the mat. When Sawyer turned back around, Royce was on his knees with his ass in the air. He’d pressed one side of his face against the mat and watched Sawyer’s reaction in the mirror. “So eager.” Royce had parted his legs just enough to expose his puckered entrance. “Perfection.”

Meow.

Sawyer whipped around to find Bones watching them from the gym’s threshold. “I didn’t summon you, big guy.” Sawyer retraced his steps and lovingly shooed the big feline into the hallway so he could shut the door.

“He’s going to make you pay for that,” Royce warned.

Sawyer dropped to his knees on the mat and dragged a finger along the crease between Royce’s firm globes. “It will be so worth it.” He tapped the crinkled rim but moved away when Royce pressed back against the caress to get penetration. “I’m in charge.”

Royce moaned his frustration and wiggled his tight ass. “But you don’t have time to draw this out since you need to leave for work soon.”

“Not for another ninety minutes.” He swirled his digit around and around Royce’s puckered perfection. “I’ve got plenty of time.”

“Not me,” Royce said. “I might die if you don’t—” His words snagged in his throat when Sawyer drizzled the lube over his rim. Royce’s eyes closed, and a euphoric expression washed over his face. “Please, baby.”

“Please what?”

“You know what I need.”

“And I’ll give it to you.” Sawyer pressed the tip of his finger inside the tight ring and paused. “But I want to see your gorgeous eyes first.” Royce’s eyelids snapped open, and he locked his lusty gaze on Sawyer. “There’s my man.” He slid the slick digit all the way in, drawing a guttural groan from his man.

“Christ, that’s good.” Golden lashes fluttered, but Royce kept his eyes open and locked on Sawyer’s face in the mirror.

“Watch the way I take you apart, first with my fingers and then with my dick.”

Royce’s lips quirked up. “I love it when you unleash this side of you.”

Sawyer worked a second finger into him. Pleasure washed over Royce’s face, and a blush bloomed across his bare skin. “That’s right. Relax and open for me.” Leaning over, he trailed kisses along Royce’s spine, starting at his neck and working hisway lower. “I want you to feel me for hours so you know who you belong to, but I don’t want you to hurt.”

Royce widened his legs and pushed his ass back. “You’ll make it hurt so good.”

Sawyer sank his teeth into Royce’s left ass cheek. A surprised yelp melted into a needy moan. “Like that?”

“God, yes.”

He stroked his hand over Royce’s thigh, loving the quiver of muscle beneath his taut skin. Sawyer slipped his hand between Royce’s legs to cup his balls and stroke his cock. “You want me so bad.”

Royce snorted and rocked his hips to ride Sawyer’s fingers. “Brilliant detective work.”

Sawyer responded with a playful slap on Royce’s ass. “Don’t get cheeky, and do as I say.”

“I’m yours to command.”

Easing his fingers free of Royce’s ass, Sawyer slicked his cock and leaned over Royce’s back once more. Sawyer lowered his mouth to Royce’s ear and whispered, “Watch me take you.” Then he entered Royce with a powerful thrust that stole both their breath. When Royce’s eyelids drooped to half-mast, Sawyer fisted the back of his hair. Stormy gray eyes met his in the mirror. “Don’t look away.”