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  “It’s not like there’s a limit, Ross.” He stretched and rolled the condom down over his erection and Ross’ brows pulled together as he stared.

  “I’m not a porn star, I doubt I’ll be able to pull off multiple orgasms.” Ross mumbled as he watched Parker coat his cock with lube. Parker’s eyes flashed as he fell forward and caught himself with his hands outside of Ross’ shoulders. Parker’s lips curved wickedly as they lowered to Ross’.

  “Challenge accepted.” Parker murmured against Ross’ lips before he covered them with his.

  Ross would have asked what Parker had in mind but all thoughts dissolved when Parker’s slick hand wrapped around his pulsing length and began to stroke as his tongue teased and tangled with Ross’. There was an empty, hungry ache deep in Ross’ ass and he arched and clutched at Parker’s body. Parker’s hand slid lower and cool, slick fingers pushed into Ross’ tight hole briefly before he felt the broad head of Parker’s cock press through the tight ring. He held his breath and waited for the searing pain but there was only mild stinging as he stretched around Parker. He heard Parker murmur his name while he waited for Ross’ body to relax. Parker’s lips became demanding and Ross wrapped his hands around Parker’s face and tried to appease him. A hand wrapped around Ross’ thigh and more of Parker’s thick length pushed into Ross’ clenching heat until he was fully seated. Ross pulled his lips free and gasped. He felt so full, Parker’s hot, pulsing cock pushed against everything inside of Ross. The magical mystery spot inside of Ross’ ass that Parker discovered throbbed and Ross’ legs wrapped around Parker, unbidden and his heels dug into Parker’s ass as he bucked restlessly beneath him.

  “Christ, Christ, Christ, fuck me!” Ross begged as his fingertips dug into Parker’s back. Parker nodded and his hips ground against Ross’ ass, driving deeper and Ross almost swallowed his tongue before Ross’ hips slid back and electricity shot through his limbs. He felt his passage close as Parker’s cock retreated and he moaned and ached with loss and need. Parker thrust hard and Ross sobbed in delight as pleasure flared and radiated through his body. Parker groaned as his hips began to rock, steady and smooth. Ross moaned as swirling pleasure and pressure flooded his groin.

  “You’re so good, Ross.” Parker’s voice was hoarse and thin. “So tight…” He panted as he pushed Ross’ leg higher and rose on his hands, pushing off the bed. “God, you’re so, so good.” Parker rolled his hips and Ross looked down when he felt gentle pressure and warmth pushing up his shaft.

  “Holy shit. I’m coming.” Ross slurred and his eyes widened as a slow stream of come poured from the head of his cock as heavy waves of pleasure washed through his body. This wasn’t the way he remembered it. Parker kept driving, filling Ross with deep, fluid thrusts and the stream of come continued. Ross’ eyes started to cross and he squeezed them shut and shook his head. “You have to stop!” Ross cried. “It’s too much.” He was sure he was going to die. Nothing could feel that good, for that long and not kill a man. Parker stopped and dropped to his knees, still deep inside of Ross. His hand wrapped around Ross’ erection and stroked firmly. Ross writhed on the bed, gasping and chanting Parker’s name until the lazy flow of come stopped and Parker’s hand stilled. There was the sound of a wrapper ripping and Ross lifted his head and blinked in confusion as Parker quickly sheathed Ross’ over sensitive erection. “What are you doing?” Ross groaned as he pushed his hands through his hair. “I’m not going to be able to…” Ross hissed as Parker’s cock slipped free from his tingling, clenching hole.

  “You will.” Parker promised as he stroked lube over Ross’ cock. “You’re so hard and I need you in me now.” Parker demanded as he threw one leg and then the other over Ross’ thighs. “I won't take long.” He licked his lips and Ross prayed that he could last long enough to get Parker off.

  Parker positioned the head at his entrance and held his breath as he sat. Parker's head fell back as his ass clenched mercilessly around Ross. Ross’ eyes bulged as his cock became even harder. He felt Parker’s passage relax and he sank down, swallowing Ross’ length slowly until Parker’s ass settled against Ross’ groin. Parker sighed and his head swung forward before he grabbed Ross’ shoulders and leaned over him. Ross reached for Parker’s face and kissed him hungrily as the urge to thrust hard and bury himself deeper in Parker’s perfect, clenching heat overwhelmed. Parker started rocking back and forth and Ross’ hands swept down his chest.

  Parker’s body clenched tight and hot around Ross’ cock as more swirling pleasure flooded Ross’ groin. Parker moaned his name as he rode Ross harder and faster. Ross could only watch as lust and awe roared though him. Parker moved with fluid grace and the rippling bunching and stretching of the muscles of his stomach, thighs and arms was mesmerizing. Parker’s face was taut as he strained to keep his pace smooth and fast as he ground hard and slid over Ross’ rigid length. It was the most erotic, enthralling thing Ross had ever seen.

  A new need bloomed within Ross. The need to make this his, to make it last forever spread and pushed through his veins as he watched Parker’s back arch and his head fall back. Mine. He has to be mine. Ross’ brain screamed as Parker reached back with one hand and braced himself by grabbing Ross’ thigh as the other hand wrapped around his cock. Parker called to Ross and heat burst within his chest. Parker’s mouth fell open and he pulled in a gasping breath and Ross almost cried at the indescribable beauty. The muscles around Ross’ cock tightened ruthlessly as Parker began to spasm and jerk and Ross’ balls ached in protest as they tightened and hard pressure gripped the base of his shaft. Parker’s hand slid up his cock and he screamed as a thick rope of come shot from the end and splashed across Ross’ chest. Parker bucked and twisted as another stream hit Ross’ shoulder and neck. Ross arched and his toes curled as warmth and pressure surged up the length of his erection and his release flooded the condom and bathed his cock in liquid heat. Parker shivered as the last tremors of his orgasm rolled through him before he fell forward onto Ross’ chest. Ross managed to get his arms around Parker despite the wave of dizzy euphoria that washed over him.

  “What the fuck was that?” Ross asked weakly.

  “Hmm?” Parker hummed as his face pressed into the corner of Ross’ neck. Ross cradled his head as his other arm wrapped tighter around Parker.

  “What did we just do?” Ross could feel Parker’s heart pounding against his chest, beating in time with his.

  “Had sex?” Parker offered as he raised his head and smiled up at Ross. Ross shook his head.

  “I’ve had sex. That was not sex.” Ross argued and Parker laughed as he stretched forward and sucked on Ross’ lower lip.

  “I don’t know what you did before but we just had sex. Really good sex.” Parker sighed as he let his head fall back into the corner of Ross’ neck.

  They were both content to silently wait through the wild beating of their hearts and the frantic rise and fall of their chests for several minutes. Ross was enjoying the feel of Parker in his arms and would have been content to stay there all night but Parker shivered as his sweat slicked body cooled under the wafting breeze from the ceiling fan. Ross rolled, taking Parker with him and covered his body. Parker sighed happily as his hand slid into Ross’ hair and one leg wrapped around Ross’ thigh.

  “I want you to stay.” Parker whispered and more warmth swelled within Ross.

  “Me too.”

  Chapter 5

  “So, you don’t live here.” Parker said softly as his fingers sifted through Ross’ hair. Ross bit his lip and tried not to purr as he lay draped over Parker’s chest.

  “No. I live in Virginia Beach but come up on most of my free weekends to visit Bryan and Ian.” He rubbed his cheek against Parker’s smooth, warm chest and breathed deep. He smelled warm and soft, like cinnamon, sandalwood and a hint of vanilla.

  “Do you have family close by?” Parker asked and Ross raised his head and shook it softly as he stretched for Parker’s lips. They tasted a bit like van
illa, somehow.

  “I don’t have any family, just Bryan, Ian and Bryan’s sister, Marissa.” Ross rested his chin on Parker’s chest and flicked his tongue against the underside of Parker’s jaw. “My mom did her best to keep me but the courts put me in foster care when I was ten. I bounced around a few homes before I ended up with Bryan’s family.” Ross felt Parker’s hand still and he raised his head and looked at Ross.

  “Why couldn’t your mom keep you?” He asked gently and Ross sighed as sadness rippled through him.

  “She was a heroin addict. She wanted to get clean and for us to be together again but she wasn’t strong enough. She died of an overdose when I was fourteen.” Ross pictured her dancing and laughing on the beach with the moon behind her and smiled. It was his favorite memory of her and he always went there when he thought of his mom. That was the way he kept her.

  “I’m so sorry.” Parker whispered and Ross nodded.

  “Me too but I think that she’s happier now. She had a really tough life and I think she needed the drugs to numb a lot of pain. She loved me and she did her best.” Ross rolled onto his back and Parker followed. He rested his head on Ross’ shoulder and twined their fingers together. It felt so comfortable. Ross couldn’t remember the last time he felt so relaxed with someone, so connected and content.

  “How long did you live with Bryan’s family?” Parker pulled Ross’ hand against his lips and rubbed them against the hairs on the back of his hand before he kissed it. Heat flowed up Ross’ arm and he hummed happily as the fingers of his other hand traced lazy circles across Parker’s back.

  “Almost three years. We became really close and when he enlisted, I got his parents to sign the consent so I could go with him when I was seventeen. We were apart for a few years but somehow we were able to work it out so that we got into the same programs and we spent the majority of our careers working together until he retired and settled down with Ian.”

  “And you can’t tell me what it is you do.” Parker said as he rose and threw his leg over Ross, straddling him. Ross crossed his arms behind his head and narrowed his eyes at Parker.

  “I really can’t tell you anything more than I already have.” He stated and Parker’s lips twisted as he considered.

  “So you do something in Virginia Beach…” Parker stopped when Ross shook his head.

  “I don’t do my job here, in the states. I travel a lot.” Ross raised his knees, causing Parker to sway forward and he pulled him down and slid a hand around his neck. “I don’t think you’d be nearly as interested or impressed if you knew. There is something that I think you’d find much more interesting about me.” He murmured as he brushed his lips across Parker’s.

  “What’s that?” Parker raised a brow and Ross bit his lip playfully.

  “I’ve spent roughly the last eighteen years working toward a Masters in Russian History.” Ross laughed when Parker’s head pulled back in surprise.

  “Really?” His brows pulled together. “Do you speak Russian?” Parker asked and Ross nodded.

  “I do.” And Parker looked even more surprised. “I speak four languages other than English fluently.” He offered and Parker’s mouth fell open.

  “Wow. I knew you were really smart but I didn’t imagine…” Parker stopped and his head fell to the side as he stared at Ross. “What are the other languages?” He asked and Ross wrapped his arms around Parker and rolled them.

  “I speak Arabic, Persian Farsi and Mandarin Chinese.” He said as he gathered Parker’s face in his hands. Ross saw a frown tug at Parker’s lips and kissed one of the corners until Parker smiled.

  “I’m starting to get an idea of what it is you do.” He murmured and Ross shrugged.

  “I’m not surprised. Let’s talk about something else.” Ross pulled Parker’s legs around his waist then propped his head up on his fist. Parker was silent for a moment and Ross worried that he might not let it go.

  “Why haven’t you finished your Masters?” He asked and Ross almost sighed in relief.

  “It’s too hard right now. I basically just need to write a thesis but I don’t have the time to commit to it. Once I retire, I’ll finish the last few credit hours and write it. I don’t want to teach or actually do anything with it, so there isn’t any rush, really.” He explained and Parker shook his head in disbelief.

  “You pursued a degree in something you never plan to use?” Parker asked and Ross nodded. “Why?” He gasped and Ross shrugged.

  “I’ve aways liked history and Russia is fascinating. And because of my military service, there was no reason not to. I paid into it and so much of it was offered for free, it would have been stupid to waste it.” Ross traced Parker’s lips with the tip of his tongue. He couldn’t leave them alone.

  “And you don’t plan to use it when you retire from ‘defense’?” Parker’s fingertips were sliding up and down Ross’ back absently as he searched Ross’ eyes. Ross shook his head.

  “Nope.” He sucked on Parker’s lower lip for a few moments. “I don’t think I’d find anything I’d want to do that pays well. I have much more lucrative options based on my experience and training.” Ross didn’t give Parker a chance to ask any follow up questions. He slid his tongue past Parker’s lips and teased Parker’s tongue until he kissed him back. Ross kept the kiss lazy and soothing and when he raised his head he rested his forehead on Parker’s. “I want to know more about you. Do you have family close by?” Parker smiled and Ross could tell that he was close to his family and had a happy childhood.

  “My mom and sister live in Williamsburg. I visit them at least once a month and one of them will drive up here about as often.” Parker pushed his hand through Ross’ hair and rubbed his cheek against Ross’ beard. “I’ve never dated anyone with a beard or long hair. I like it.” He murmured and Ross moaned softly as Parker’s fingers massaged his scalp.

  “What about your dad?” Ross mumbled and Parker stilled.

  “He died two years ago.” He said gently. Ross pressed a kiss to his lips.

  “I’m sorry.” Ross whispered and Parker laughed softly.

  “He was eighty-one. He lived a really full life.” This time, Ross’ head pulled back in surprise.

  “Wow. I’d say so. How old is your mom?”

  “She’s sixty-eight now. They met during the civil rights movement, they were both Freedom Riders. My dad was teaching American Literature here when they met and she started teaching philosophy in the eighties and retired a few years ago.” Parker tightened his legs around Ross’ waist and Ross felt warmth seeping into his groin.

  “Your parents sound like incredible people.” Ross breathed against Parker’s lips as his hand slid down Parker’s thigh and his cock became insistent. Parker’s tongue lapped at Ross’ lips.

  “MmmHmm.” He sucked on Ross’ lower lip and he bucked his hips, grinding against Ross’ erection. Ross growled softly as his fingers slid into the cleft of Parker’s ass.

  “I want you again.” He said and Parker grinned.

  “I noticed.” He teased as he dug his fingers into the muscles of Ross’ ass causing him to hiss.

  “I don’t know what you’ve done to me but I can’t get enough of you.” Ross complained and a soft, low laugh slipped from Parker, making Ross’ erection throb.

  “Take as much as you want.” He said and Ross adjusted his hips so his cock slid along the cleft of Parker's ass and he moaned with delight and longing as his fingers clawed at Ross’ ass more urgently.

  Ross’ lips collided with Parker’s and his tongue probed and swept through Parker’s mouth, learning each new taste and texture. His hands gripped and caressed, exploring the grooves and hollows of Parker’s hard, smooth body. Ross slid and twisted around Parker, reveling in the feel of their skin pressing and gliding as they became hotter, slicker. He turned Parker and worshiped his back with his lips and tongue before he thrust into his body in one long, smooth stroke. Ross became lost in the intoxicating p
leasure of the clenching heat of Parker’s ass as he drove into his body. The soft, deep sounds that spilled from Parker’s lips inflamed Ross’ need and awe. The sight of Parker’s unbelievable body, spread before him, with his rich, warm skin, glowing with lust and sweat made Ross’ eyes water. Nothing had ever felt this perfect, this precious. The compulsion to claim had never been so strong. When Parker screamed his name and convulsed beneath him, Ross was sucked into his release, blind and crying as he buried his cock as deep in Parker’s body as he could.

  Chapter 6

  Waking up in his new apartment was still disorienting for Parker. Waking up with a large, naked body beneath his was almost shocking. Parker raised his head and blinked rapidly as he scanned the room before he looked down at Ross. His hair had fallen over his eyes and his face was relaxed in a soft, boyish grin and Parker couldn’t help but gently brush the hair back. There was a soft hum and Ross’ smile spread as he rubbed his cheek on the sheet and Parker held his breath. He wanted to see Ross’ eyes open, to get trapped in soft, penetrating green. But he wasn’t ready for the reality of the morning so he very slowly and gently untangled his body from Ross’.

  Parker slid carefully from the bed and quietly pulled on a pair of sweatpants. He went into the kitchen and tried to make sense of everything that had happened the night before and the swirling, colliding contents of his mind as he made coffee. He stared through his bedroom door at the bed and the body sprawled impressively across it. The steady rise and fall and the occasional ripple of chest and stomach muscles was mesmerizing. Whatever last night was, it wasn’t a one night stand. Not for you, at least, Parker decided as he leaned against the counter and watched Ross.

  A frown pulled at Parker’s lips as he considered what he knew about Ross. He lived in Virginia Beach, he had no family other than his friends, he was well educated and intelligent and he did something in “defense”. Basically, almost nothing. Parker took a long sip and shook his head. He knew nothing about Ross except that he smelled like heaven and tasted perfect. Parker’s jaw twinged as he stared at the corner of Ross’ neck. He was so good, right there. And the way his body felt against Parker’s, on top of Parker’s, beneath Parker’s… He clenched his jaw, trying to force his body to relax and his cock to stop throbbing.