Page 22 of The Way Home (Pathfinders Lake Romance #5)

Jeremy

R acing up the steps, I followed after Riley into the house. He went to the kitchen, setting his water bottle down, and stood there with his hands holding the edge of the counter. I approached him carefully and rubbed a hand on his back.

“Are you okay?”

Riley exhaled deeply, still facing away from me. “I think I’m getting there.”

I stepped behind him and pressed my cheek to the lower part of his neck. “Is there anything you need, anything I can do for you?”

“Yes.” The single word came out thick, and Riley leaned back, pushing his ass against my crotch in a deliberate move. Heat instantly moved through me, blood rushing to my dick.

“What do you need, Ri? Name it. Whatever it is, it’s yours.”

Riley grabbed one of my hands and brought it around to his front, resting it right above the waistband of his track pants. “I… need you. ”

The sweetest three words in the history of mankind.

My dick was already chubbing up, but I had to make sure we were on the same page.

I didn’t want to get ahead of myself. I turned him around so I could look him in the eye.

“I need you to be very clear about what you mean. I don’t want to jump to conclusions. Spell it out for me, Riley.”

His cheeks grew pink, and his hand went to the back of his neck as he worked up to what he was trying to say. “I need you to… touch me.”

I let my hand slide down the front of his chest, loving the sharp inhale it caused. “Touch you how? Be specific.”

“Fucking hell.” Riley threw his hands up in exasperation. “I need you to fuck me. Is that clear enough? Fuck me right now before I think about it too much, and I talk myself out of it.”

Loud and clear . I pushed up on my toes and crashed my mouth into his. Riley responded without any hesitation, taking my lips and devouring them. The kiss was a starving one filled with a decade of need. We kissed as if we could make up for the years we’d been apart, and maybe we could.

I pinned him against the counter and felt his cock press into my belly.

Our kiss deepened even further, tongues swirling together with desperation and urgency.

Hands scrambled to remove shirts—his, mine—until we were chest to chest. Reaching between us, I gripped his cock through his track pants, swallowing the gasp that came out of him.

There was no pulling away or flinching or trying to escape. Riley was just as frantic as I was. Please don’t stop. He didn’t. He wasn’t. He slid his hands down my sides and reached around to grab my ass and pull me in closer.

Our mouths broke apart for a moment, and Riley panted out. “Need… you, Jem. Inside me, please .”

I cupped his chin and met his gaze. “Fuck, I love hearing you say my name like that.” I planted a firm kiss on his lips before looking around.

This had to happen here, and it had to happen now.

There was no way I was leaving him for even a second at the risk that he would change his mind.

I spotted a glass jar on the counter and internally shouted with triumph. Score !

Reaching for the coconut oil, I got the lid off and brought it closer.

Riley watched me and just nodded with enthusiasm.

Holy shit, this was happening. When I returned to him, I slipped a hand beneath his waistband and slid it over his crack, grabbing a bit of both cheeks in one hand.

Riley let his head fall back and moaned.

I continued further down until a finger brushed over his hole. The way he gasped and pushed back had my dick bucking in my joggers, anxious to follow the same path. I slid my hand back up and held the edge of his pants. “Can we get these out of the way?”

“Fuck, yes!” Riley shouted, making my chuckle with his eagerness. I rolled the waistband down, catching his boxer briefs with it. Once they were low enough, he kicked them off and turned around, leaning against the counter, baring his back to me.

I ran a hand down his back between his shoulder blades and rounded over his ass. Riley hummed loudly and pushed his ass out in invitation. He was so needy, and it was sexy as hell. Of course, I was in the same position. I needed him more than I ever needed anything or anyone.

Sliding my own joggers down, I stepped out of them, cock standing tall and head glistening.

I reached into the jar of the semi-solid oil and scooped some out.

It melted quickly in my hand as I stroked it over my cock, coating it thoroughly.

Even the slide of my hand over my shaft had me nearly losing it with the sight of Riley’s body before me.

With fingers covered in now-liquified coconut oil, I reached between his cheeks and pressed one gently against his hole.

“Oh, my God!” Riley braced himself against the counter. I would have taken longer to tease him, but now wasn’t the time for teasing. I pushed one finger in, feeling his hot body tighten around it, and loving the sound that crawled up out of him.

“Okay?” I asked through a lust-thickened voice.

“Yes, fuck, don’t stop.”

I leaned against him, my chest to his back as I worked the finger deeper, pumping in and out. From this angle, I could only reach his shoulders, but I kissed and nipped my way across them as I added a second finger. Riley reached back and grabbed my ass again, pulling me even closer.

“I’m ready, Jem. I’m ready. Please, holy fucking shit, please.”

I grinned widely at the utter desperation in his voice. “Okay, Ri. But not like this. If this is happening, I want to see your face. Turn around for me.”

Riley did as I asked and locked his eyes on mine.

Wearing his glasses and nothing else, he was the sexiest person I’d ever seen.

The glasses highlighted the fire that burned behind them, matching the intensity I felt in my gaze.

Heat sizzled and sparked between us. I captured his mouth in another hard kiss, tongue diving into his mouth as I imagined my cock in him.

When I pulled back, I whispered into his ear. “Wrap your legs around me, darling.”

I slid my hands under his ass and lifted as he raised his legs and folded his ankles behind my back, which put him in the perfect position. I carried him until his back hit the wall of the kitchen, using it to help hold him as I angled the head of my cock to his opening.

He sat higher with me holding him up, but I lifted my head to meet his gaze. “Are you sure?”

He bobbed his head. “Yes, I’m sure. Now, fuck me like you’ve thought about it for ten years.”

“I have. Believe me, I have. Now you better hold onto me, because I’m not going to be able to go easy.” The need was too strong. Too much time had passed, too many years of wanting this moment right here.

“Don’t. Don’t go easy.”

That was it. That was what I needed to hear as I plunged up into him, making us both inhale sharply at the motion.

Riley felt so hot and tight around me. And it was him.

It was him watching me, it was his arms folded around my neck, it was his breath that I heard, and it was his body that I entered.

I pulled out almost to the tip before slamming back in.

Seeing Riley’s eyes roll back and his head press against the wall, I did it again.

Over and over. It was harder and rougher than I planned, but there was so much between us, I couldn’t slow it down. Not now.

“Shit, Jem, keep… ahh… yeah… keep going.”

His feet never unhooked from behind my back as I held his weight while I drove into him. The pace was maddening and frenzied and I had no control whatsoever. It was Riley.

This was real. This was real.

It was the only thought I could grasp as I slid in and out of his gorgeous body.

Tension was building, and my balls tightened.

I thrust upward with as much strength as I could muster.

Riley let out a shout, streams bursting onto my belly and chest. The sight and sound of him pushed me over the edge, and I came hard, exploding inside him.

I let my head fall against his chest, and he held me in place as I panted, trying to catch my breath.

“Holy shit!” Riley exclaimed in a throaty whisper.

“Mmm,” I moaned in agreement. I couldn’t get any words to come out yet. My brain was too floaty and all of my muscles burned from the exertion. I didn’t want to move yet, though. I wanted to hold him right here, to stay inside of him, and never let go.

When our breathing began to normalize, Riley kissed the top of my head in a sweet gesture that made my heart feel as satisfied as my spent cock.

I let out a happy sigh and adjusted my position as my dick slid out of him.

Slowly, Riley unhooked his legs and lowered them to stand.

I held onto him, making sure he was stable even as I felt anything but.

I stepped back slightly and met his gaze with a sated smile. “Wow!”

“Agreed. Wow.”

My strained legs wobbled, and Riley pushed me gently back until I lowered down and laid on the kitchen floor, the tile cooling my overheated skin. Riley followed me down and nuzzled into my side with his head in the crook of my neck.

We lay there in silence for a moment, and out of nowhere, Riley began to chuckle. His chuckling turned to giggling, and then to full-out belly laughing. He clung to me, hiding his face in my neck and he laughed. I didn’t know why, but it was contagious and I found myself laughing, too.

“You know, it’s not polite to laugh at a guy after he’s had his cock in your ass.”

That only led to a loud hoot as Riley lost it. “It’s not that… I swear. Okay… maybe it’s a little that.”

I turned to my side to see his face. It was bright red, and his glasses were askew from the position he’d been in, but his eyes shone with a brilliance I hadn’t seen in him in a long time.

The look on his face made me feel like I was smiling as wide as the Cheshire Cat. “What? What are you thinking?”

His laughter puttered out, but he shook his head with a big grin. “I don’t even know.”