Page 23 of Troubled Skies (Blue Skies #3)

“Non. I am enjoying watching you pleasure yourself.”

Pausing by the side of the bed, Adrian planted his feet wide and fixed his gaze on Ren. “Is that all you want?” he asked as the hand on his cock stroked down and then up, squeezing at the tip until a glistening bead of precum appeared at the top.

“For now.”

Adrian dipped his finger in his slit then painted his lips with the liquid he found there. When Ren groaned, Adrian flashed him a wicked grin. “Are you sure?”

“Oui. Though you are very tempting.”

“Good.” With a laugh, Adrian got on the bed, but he didn’t lie down.

No, the minx rose up on his knees, one hand working his cock, the other now stroking his balls, and every now and then Adrian sucked his fingers into his mouth then slid them into his crease, into a place Ren could not see but knew from the bliss on Adrian’s face that he was playing with his hole.

When Adrian moaned, Ren couldn’t take it any longer.

“J'ai peur que mon c?ur ne survive pas si je ne te touche pas,” he growled as he launched himself from the door and stalked across the room. “Tu es une trop grande tentation.” Without hesitation, Ren wrapped a hand around Adrian’s neck and tilted his back, then brought their mouths together in a blistering kiss that was nothing like their earlier explorations.

This kiss was about ownership, but Ren was at a loss as to which way the balance tilted as Adrian gave his mouth over to Ren while undoing Ren’s pants and taking hold of his cock.

Curses fell from Ren’s mouth as he pulled back and met Adrian’s wicked gaze.

“Lie down.” Ren’s voice rumbled from his chest, barely more than vibration, but Adrian obeyed at once, laying his agile body across the mattress as though he were Ren’s dessert.

With a shake of his head, Ren took hold of Adrian’s legs and pulled him forward until his ass was almost hanging off, then he knelt and swallowed Adrian’s cock to the root, chuckling at Adrian’s ragged shout.

The bitter taste of Adrian’s precum filled his mouth, which made Ren groan, his cock pulsing in time with his rapid heartbeat.

He dragged his teeth along Adrian’s length, then teased with his tongue as he lowered his head until his chin grazed the fiery hair that surrounded Adrian’s cock.

The primal musk that set his lungs on fire as he inhaled fanned the flames of his arousal into a conflagration, and Ren knew he was going to combust if he did not get inside this man as soon as possible, but he didn’t want to stop.

The feel of Adrian’s cock in his mouth, the scent of this man permeating his body, the sounds of his whimpers and moans, all of it was driving Ren to the point of no return.

“S-s-s-stop,” Adrian shouted, his voice coming from far away as Ren swallowed around Adrian’s cock once more. “Oh, fuck, stop.”

Adrian’s hands pushed against Ren’s shoulders as he struggled to sit up and broke through Ren’s lust-filled haze.

He pulled off, panting as he stared at Adrian, worried he had hurt the man in his blind rut.

“Are you all right, poussin?” He searched Adrian’s body for marks, for signs of distress. “Did I hurt you?”

Adrian covered his eyes with a hand, his chest rising and falling. “I was going to come, and I want you inside me when I do.”

Dropping his head to Adrian’s belly, Ren let out his held breath. “You scared me, poussin. I thought I had done something to harm you.”

A hand touched Ren’s head, fingers running through his hair. “Not at all. The opposite, actually.” Adrian tugged on one of Ren’s curls. “Now get your ass up here and finish the job.”

This time, the shout was Ren’s as he raised his head and met Adrian’s wicked gaze. “Your wish is my command.”

Ren stood and quickly shed his clothing. He was about to pounce on Adrian when he opened the drawer beside the bed and cursed the stews. “One moment,” he said and disappeared into the bathroom to retrieve the lube and condoms the stews had inconveniently left there.

“You don’t need that if you don’t want it,” Adrian said, pointing to the condom. “I’m negative across the board and on PrEP.”

“Parfait. As am I.” Tossing the condom over his shoulder, Ren held up the lube. “But this?”

Adrian laughed. “Definitely.”

Laughing as well, Ren returned to the bed.

They came together as easily as water flowing from two channels of the same river.

One moment, they were separate, the tension humming between them, and the next they were in each other’s arms, mouths joined, hands touching and caressing, bodies seeking as much contact as possible.

Adrian’s bare chest against his own was heaven.

His hands holding tight to Ren’s hips, and the way he writhed against Ren, absolutely transcendent.

The taste of his mouth, his divine scent, and the feel of his body sent fire racing through Ren’s veins.

“Please,” Adrian moaned. “I need you.”

“Of course, poussin,” Ren murmured as he reached for the lube and poured some on his fingers.

He took Adrian’s mouth as he sought out the entrance to Adrian’s body.

Holding his breath, he teased at the tight opening, pressing against it until it gave way and allowed him inside.

Adrian moaned as Ren added a second finger and gently stroked deeper, loving how Adrian’s body drew him in until he was as far as he could go.

He curled his fingers and found the right spot, then swallowed Adrian’s cries, taking them into his own body, pleasure rippling through him as Adrian writhed against him.

Adrian broke the kiss, eyes wild as he met Ren’s gaze, and Ren knew it was time. “How do you want it, poussin?” he asked.

“Like this,” Adrian said, and spread his legs so Ren could settle between them. “I want to see you.”

Ren could not find words, so he did as Adrian had asked, positioning himself with his weight on his hands, his gaze focused on Adrian’s face as he joined them in the most intimate way possible, feeling that every moment he had spent with Adrian had been building toward this.

Every kiss. Every touch. Every look. All so he could know what it felt like to be as close to Adrian as possible, their bodies joined, hearts beating in time.

They had left the lights off, the only illumination coming from outside: the ship’s exterior lights, the nearby yachts, the city.

In the dimness, Adrian seemed to glow as if he were carved from some precious stone, and the feel of his skin under Ren’s hands was like silk.

Adrian’s breathy moans whispered in Ren’s ears, the most intimate music he had ever heard, and he let out a shaky breath.

Ren kissed Adrian and began to move with long, slow glides that let Ren feel every centimeter of his cock inside Adrian’s body as he concentrated on giving Adrian as much pleasure as he could.

Adrian arched his back as Ren bottomed out, groaning as Ren withdrew.

He raised his legs and wrapped them around Ren’s waist, inviting Ren deeper, his free hand straying to his own cock as Ren slid back home.

“Keep touching yourself, poussin,” Ren said.

“I want to watch your beautiful face overcome with desire.”

Adrian nodded, his gaze focused on Ren’s face, his eyes wide, lips parted, cheeks flushed, an erotic vision that made Ren’s cock even harder. Adrian gasped.

“You felt that, poussin?”

“Yeah.” Adrian groaned as he arched his back again. “Feels so good.”

Despite their earlier frenzy and the maelstrom that still seared Ren’s blood, neither of them were in a rush, and Ren found he was fine with that.

More than fine. If he could have stopped time and simply existed in this moment with Adrian, in the glorious feel of his cock buried deep in Adrian’s body, Adrian’s arms and legs wrapped around him, it would have been enough.

But when he looked in Adrian’s eyes, when he saw the trust in them alongside the need, he realized there was so much more to Adrian than he already knew, and the time they had had together was nowhere near enough for him to want it to end.

He wanted to know everything about Adrian, soothe the pain that lingered from past betrayals, show Adrian he was worth caring about.

Ren shuddered at the emotions coursing through him, at the overwhelming and unexpected tenderness he felt for Adrian.

It was something he had never felt for a hookup, rarely felt for his lovers, had actively fought against in his only real relationship because he thought it was something he wasn’t going to be allowed to keep.

When your destiny was not yours to control, you guarded your heart and kept your distance.

But watching Adrian, feeling him respond, Ren wanted to flay himself open and lay everything at Adrian’s feet.

He leaned down and kissed Adrian. “Oh, poussin, I want to make love to you for hours, but I am finding it difficult to hold myself back from your beautiful body.”

“Then don’t.”

“As you wish.” Ren slowly pulled out, smiling as Adrian whined.

“On your hands and knees, poussin.” He laughed as Adrian scrambled to comply, the heat in his eyes as he glanced over his shoulder driving Ren to join them again as quickly as possible.

With a sigh, he watched his cock sink back inside Adrian’s tight channel, a place that was as close to heaven as Ren had ever experienced. “Are you ready?”

Adrian nodded, rocking back. Ren stilled him with a hand on his waist, another at the base of his neck.

Without another word, he snapped his hips forward, thrusting deep, nailing the most sensitive spot on Adrian’s body.

The man groaned, then cried out as Ren did it again, and again.

He bent forward, head on his folded arms, completely at Ren’s mercy, trusting, but not still.

One of Adrian’s hands reached out, grabbed Ren’s thigh, pulling him deeper with each incursion Ren made, his moans and cries spurring Ren on.

“Oh, fuck,” Adrian cursed as Ren bottomed out, balls pressed against Adrian’s ass. “More.”

That single word lit the fuse Ren had been trying to hold at bay, heat pooling at the base of his spine as his orgasm began to build.

“Your wish is my command, mon cher,” he gritted out, thrusting deep.

His hand sought out Adrian’s cock, worked him in time to his own movements, spurred on by the sounds Adrian made, how hard Adrian was, the way Adrian pushed back on him, chased him every time Ren withdrew, seeking Ren’s dick.

“Oh, my God,” Adrian gasped. “My God. Fuck.”

His entire body went rigid beneath Ren, his cock impossibly hard in Ren’s hand, and then Ren surged forward, pressed his length against Adrian’s prostate, shouting as Adrian spilled into his hand, his ass tightening around Ren, pushing him over the edge of his own climax.

They collapsed to the bed, still joined, Ren raining kisses on Adrian’s neck and shoulders until Adrian turned and sought out his mouth.

Softening, Ren slid from Adrian’s body, but that was okay because Adrian turned in his arms so they faced each other, and their kisses kept his tongue occupied so he didn’t make a fool of himself with promises he didn’t know if he could keep.

“Wow,” Adrian said and let his head drop to the pillow with a sigh.

“Tu es incroyable, magnifique, mon trésor,” Ren said and pulled Adrian into another kiss then got out of bed to get a washcloth so he could clean Adrian up.

By the time he came back to bed, Adrian was dozing off. Ren took care of him, dropped the cloth into the bin, and crawled back onto the bed. Adrian immediately rolled toward him and into his arms.

“We should get under the covers, poussin, and get some sleep.”

Adrian nodded. “It’s been a long day,” he said, his words slurring slightly in a way Ren found adorable.

They shifted enough to get their legs under the duvet and top sheet, then Ren opened his arms and Adrian flowed into them, his legs wrapping around Ren’s, his eyes closing again. Ren watched him, caressing him as he listened to Adrian’s breathing deepen.

The heavy string of pearls rested against his pale throat, and Ren didn’t think he’d ever seen a more beautiful sight.

He rolled up on his elbow to take in the marvel that was Adrian lying in his bed, his bright red hair like flame against the crisp white duvet, the pearls a slash of black at his throat that only accentuated the creaminess of his skin, a sheen of sweat making it glow in the dim illumination cast by the lights outside.

“Like Snow White,” Ren murmured.

“If that makes you my Prince Charming come to wake me up, don’t.” Adrian opened his eyes.

“You are awake, mon cher,” he chided.

“Because you keep staring at me.” Adrian curled against Ren’s side, head resting in the crook of Ren’s arm.

They lay side by side gently trading kisses and caresses that slowed as they both drifted toward sleep. Ren’s heart ached at the thought of saying goodbye and never seeing Adrian again once they parted.

“Rachel will be pleased her oysters were put to good use,” Ren said to cover the way that thought upset him and smiled when Adrian gave a sleepy laugh.

Ren woke to the telltale roll of the yacht in open water and the faint vibration from the engines.

If that weren’t enough to tell him they had left the marina during the night, the dark blue water and bright blue sky of the Mediterranean confirmed it.

They must have set sail while he and Adrian slept.

Adrian .

In trepidation, Ren turned his head to take in the vision that was Adrian sleeping beside him. Though he’d fallen asleep with Adrian in his arms, they’d separated during the night, and Adrian lay on his back, one leg on top of the covers. Merde, how was he going to explain this?

As if his thoughts had roused the man, Adrian curled closer to Ren, burrowing his nose into the crook of Ren’s arm, then inhaled sharply and stretched. He opened his eyes and blinked up at Ren as if waiting for the world to come back into focus.

“Oh,” Adrian said as he gazed up at Ren. “Hi.”

“Bonjour, mon cher.” Ren leaned down and gave Adrian a thorough kiss that had his cock thinking hopeful thoughts. “Did you sleep well?”“I did, yes.” Adrian’s cheeks turned a delightful shade of pink as he gave Ren an almost shy smile. “Someone made sure I was very relaxed.”

“It was my pleasure to do so, and I look forward to doing it again.”

At Ren’s words, Adrian’s smile dimmed. “It looks like it’s already mid-morning. Do we have time?”

“We have all the time in the world, poussin.” Ren’s heart beat hard against his ribs as he prepared to let Adrian know there had been a change in plans.

Before he had a chance to speak, Adrian sat up, the shock on his face evident as he took in a view that was worthy of a tourist advertisement.

“Did you…” Adrian shook his head, then turned to look at Ren with what could only be described as horror. “Did you fucking kidnap me?”