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The ride home had never seemed so long, or the cab of the Ram so warm. The doctor´s pronouncement that Vin was completely healed had added an electricity to the air that neither man could deny. Chris had insisted they stop to eat once they´d left the hospital, knowing full well that cooking would be the last thing on their minds by the time they reached the ranch.The meal and the afternoon´s adrenaline laced excitement had combined with the soothing motions of the drive to make Vin sleepy and he dozed off and on for the better part of the drive, which was just fine by Chris. He was perfectly content to glance over at his young lover when he could, drinking in the sight of the peaceful features and thanking whatever powers responsible that the man was still alive and whole by his side.
They were almost to the ranch and Vin awoke as though sensing that very fact. With a yawn and a stretch, he shook off the last vestiges of sleep and turned to the blonde.
“Ya did hear the doc right this time, didn´t ya, Cowboy?” he asked with an evilly seductive grin. “Full range of movement. No restrictions.” His voice dropped to a low, provocative purr. “Ya know what that means.”
Chris had to swallow hard at the words and the tone. “Yeah,” he gasped, shifting slightly in his seat. “I know exactly what that means.”
“Got a problem there, pard?” Vin grinned wickedly. “Somethin´ I could help with?”
“Any more help from you and we´ll end up in a ditch,” Chris replied, throwing a warning look his lover´s way.
“Just tryin´ ta help,” Vin claimed, his eyes wide with feigned innocence. “Ya look a might uncomfortable there.”
Those eyes and the way Tanner knew how to use them were his undoing. Groaning softly, he pressed down on the accelerator, more anxious than ever to get home.
“In some kinda hurry there, pard?” Vin teased. “What happened ta ‘speed limits are there for a reason, Vin´?”
“Shut up, Tanner,” Chris growled, though the corners of his mouth were turning up in a small smile.
“Sure thing, Chris,” Tanner replied innocently, stretching out his lanky legs and leaning back in the seat. “Wouldn´t wanna distract ya or nothin´.”
“Yeah, right,” the blonde grumbled, glancing at the other man in time to see him cup the swelling in his own jeans. He watched as long fingers adjusted the suddenly too-tight material and had to bite back a groan at the sigh that escaped the younger man´s lips.
“I´ll just make myself real comfortable here and you just go on ahead and concentrate on the road,” Vin continued, acting as though he didn´t know Chris was tracking his every move out of the corner of his eye. He leaned his head back, exposing the long column of his throat to the blonde´s appreciative gaze.
Chris licked suddenly dry lips, trying to remember when he´d seen a more stunning vision than the man reclining by his side.
As though reading his thoughts, the Texan´s head turned slightly toward him and he was rewarded with the most dazzling smile he´d ever witnessed. “Know the first thing I´m gonna do when we get home?” he asked, blue eyes twinkling.
Chris swallowed hard, trying to keep his eyes on the road. “Tell me,” he rasped.
“Well,” the other man drawled. “Reckon I´ll go inta the bedroom, kick off my boots…”
“Yeah?” Chris encouraged him to continue.
“Pull off this ol´ t-shirt…” Vin complied softly.
In his mind, Chris could see the images playing out before him, Vin´s lean, muscled chest exposed inch by inch as the t-shirt was pulled slowly up and off. “Yeah?” he prodded in a husky voice.
“Undo the button on my jeans,” the Texan continued, his voice dropping to an even more seductive level. “Pull the zipper down… nice and slow…” He had to stifle a chuckle as Larabee´s eyes grew rounder even though he was trying desperately to keep his eyes on the road ahead.
“Yeah,” the blonde breathed. “Nice and slow.”
“Then I reckon I´ll pull ‘em off… all the way … down my legs… lower and lower… till they´s just a puddle on the floor.”
Chris swallowed hard as he suddenly found himself identifying with those jeans. He was about to become nothing more than a puddle on the floor himself.
“I´ll step outta them,” Vin drawled in that maddeningly sexy voice of his. “And then…..”
Chris waited until he felt that the anticipation was going to kill him. “And then?” he gasped, not entirely sure he wouldn´t shoot his load right then and there. He suspected that, had Vin been awake for the entire drive, it would have been a losing battle.
“Then I´ll put on my leathers and go for a nice long ride on my bike,” Vin concluded, his tone still soft and low.
It took a moment for the words to register, but when they did, Chris´ head snapped to the side, gaping at his young lover. “What?!”
Vin could no longer hold back the laughter that had been building. “Damn, Chris,” he managed once he´d regained his composure, his eyes dancing merrily. “Shoulda seen the look on yer face.”
Chris´ own eyes narrowed. “You´ll pay for that,” he muttered in a threatening tone.
They´d just pulled up to the house and Vin quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned over to deposit a quick kiss on his lover´s lips. “Countin´ on it, Cowboy,” he purred. He punctuated the words with a mischievous wink and climbed out of the truck, leaving an open-mouthed Larabee to stare after him.
After allowing a moment for the uncomfortable swelling in his jeans to subside to a level where he could walk, he followed the path his partner had taken. Mounting the steps, he stepped inside the door, gasping in surprise as it was slammed behind him and he found himself pinned up against it.
“Been makin´ a lotta promises these last few weeks, Cowboy,” Vin´s seductively rough voice whispered in his ear. “Reckon it´s about time ya started makin´ good on ‘em.”
Chris encircled the trim waist with his arms, pulling the lean body close to him. “Oh, I intend to,” he breathed, capturing the other man´s teasing lips with his own.
He held nothing back as he ravaged his lover´s mouth, putting every ounce of emotion into that one devastating kiss. As a result, he could feel the Texan´s body melting to his, could hear the soft whimpers in the smaller man´s throat as he gave himself up to the blonde´s attentions.
When the need to breathe finally forced them apart, Vin´s blue eyes were slightly dazed. “Chris?” he whispered.
Larabee wasn´t about to allow the man to regain his equilibrium or the upper hand. He had a sudden need to overwhelm him, to keep him off-balance and engulf him in the torrent of love and desire racing through his veins. In a heartbeat, his lips covered the Texan´s once more, his tongue stroking the velvet depths of his lover´s mouth and running provocatively along the smooth white surface of his teeth. His hands moved to aid in the seduction, bracketing the younger man´s face firmly and tilting the tousled head back to allow his questing tongue greater access to the warm, sweet cavern.
When he finally pulled back, the man in his arms was trembling, his blue eyes wide with wonder. “Ain´t never been kissed like that,” he breathed.
“Never wanted to kiss anyone like that,” Chris murmured, tracing his lover´s swollen lips with his thumb. “Never needed it so much. God, Vin, what you bring out in me…”
The words died on the air and Vin swallowed hard. “Show me, Chris,” he whispered.
It wasn´t teasing or light. It was a solemn plea, a desperate need expressed, a desire unleashed. After weeks of being apart, Vin needed this every bit as much as Chris did, needed the physical expression of a love so deep that nothing outside the realm of their two hearts could ever touch it.
“I plan on it, Cowboy,” Chris whispered back, his eyes glassy with the enormity of his emotions. “I plan on showing you every second of every day for the rest of our lives.”
Vin reached trembling fingers to lightly trace his lover´s face, worshipfully committing every inch of the warm skin to memory. “Ain´t sure that´s gonna be long enough,” he breathed.
“To the end of time,” Chris amended on a sigh as he lowered his lips to his lover´s once again.
Vin´s arms snaked under the blonde´s, his hands reaching up to grasp the muscled shoulders as he leaned into the kiss, pressing his body against every inch of the hard frame in his embrace. There were no words exchanged as they began to move slowly down the hall. Lips and arms still entwined, two bodies moving as one, they allowed memory and familiarity to guide them.
Tanner was only slightly surprised to feel the edge of the bed against the back of his knees. With a low growl, he allowed himself to fall backward onto the soft surface, pulling the unresisting blonde down with him. For long moments, their only movements were those needed to accomplish the deep, tender kisses they shared.
Chris gladly allowed himself to become lost in those kisses until he finally raised his head from that of his lover. “I love you, Vin,” he whispered, searching the deep pools of blue for the reciprocation he knew he´d find.
“I love you too, Chris,” Vin returned. He studied the green orbs for a moment. “Back when I´s … when we didn´t know…”
Chris knew exactly what he was referring to, even without the words being expressed. “Yeah,” he breathed, stroking the Texan´s cheek gently.
Vin nodded once and continued. “I thought we might never be tagether again, like this, I mean.” He paused for a moment, swallowing the lump the memories had conjured in his throat. “It was like a part´a me´d died. ‘M not sure I ever realized b´fore how much I need ya ta love me.”
“I´ll always love you, Vin,” Chris promised softly. “Even if we were never able to make love the way we used to, it wouldn´t have changed the way I feel about you one damned bit. We would have found other ways to express it and they would have meant just as much, maybe even more.”
“More?” Vin repeated, raising one brow skeptically. “Ya tellin´ me ya woulda loved me more if things´d turned out different?”
“Hell, Tanner,” Chris replied. “I love you more each day as it is. Can´t think of anything that could possibly happen that would change that.”
The words went straight to Vin´s heart and warm tears welled in his eyes. “It almost don´t seem right,” he rasped in a voice thick with emotion. “The two of us havin´ so much love all ta ourselves.”
“You deserve every bit of it, Vin,” Chris assured him sincerely. “We deserve it. Nothing could ever be more right than that.”
A warm light filled the blue eyes and a soft smile touched his lips. “Can´t argue with that,” he agreed.
Chris began to nuzzle the soft flesh at the juncture of Vin´s neck and shoulder. “But I´ll tell you what doesn´t seem right,” he murmured. “You having all these clothes on after the way you teased me in the truck about how you were going to take them off.”
“Liked that, did ya?” Vin teased with a twinkle in his eye.
“Oh, yeah,” Chris moaned softly. “Could see it all in my head, but there´s nothing quite like seeing it in the flesh, if you know what I mean.”
Vin chuckled. “Reckon ya mean ya want me outta these clothes.”
“Always said you caught on fast,” Chris replied, raising his head to bestow a teasing wink on his lover. “Do it the way you did in my head,” he said softly. “Make the images come to life, Vin.”
Tanner smiled and reached up to give the blonde a quick peck. “Yer gonna have to get off me first,” he pointed out with an amused glint in his eyes.
“Smartass,” Chris grumbled, but he obliged anyway, rolling off Vin to sprawl on his back on the bed.
Vin got to his feet and turned to face his lover. “Now,” he drawled, “if´n I remember correctly, I believe I started with the boots.” He quickly toed them off as he watched Chris lever himself up to lean back on his elbows.
“Then,” he murmured softly. “I´d pull off this ol´ t-shirt.” He pulled it from the waist of his jeans and raised it slowly, exposing just a little skin at a time, exactly the way Chris had envisioned. He allowed the lustful look in his lover´s eyes to encourage him to make a real show of it. Crossing his arms, he finally pulled it over his head, shaking out his long hair slowly as it was released.
“My God,” Chris breathed once the material had been discarded. “How many times have I seen you do that? And yet it´s never looked so … so … damn.”
Vin chuckled softly. “Then I undo the button on my jeans,” he continued, easily remembering every word he´d used in the truck. He used his long fingers to toy with the brass button for just a moment before deftly flicking it open. “And pull the zipper down… nice and slow…”
Larabee´s eyes were glued to those fingers and he had to swallow hard as the first hint of wiry hair became visible over the waistband of his lover´s boxers. “Yeah,” he whispered. “That´s right. Nice and slow.”
The Texan finished with the zipper and hooked both thumbs into the waistband of his boxers, dragging them slowly down his long legs along with his jeans. “Then I reckon I´ll pull ‘em off… all the way … down my legs… lower and lower… till they´s just a puddle on the floor.”
Chris gasped. “Yeah, I definitely remember the puddle part.”
“And then I´ll step outta them,” Vin purred as he did just that. “And then…”
“And then?” Chris repeated, trying to remember his own name let alone what came next.
“And then we have a bit of a problem, Cowboy,” Tanner teased, standing unselfconsciously naked in front of the other man.
“Problem?” Chris rasped, his brows furrowed in slight confusion as he looked up into his partner´s bright blue eyes.
“Yeah, a problem,” Vin repeated on a chuckle as he walked slowly toward the bed. “Less´n ya actually want me ta put on my leathers and go for a ride.”
“Oh, I definitely want you to go for a ride,” Chris assured him lustfully. “But not on that damned bike.”
Vin moved closer, kneeling on the bed to straddle the blonde´s legs. Leaning down, he allowed his lips to brush over the stubbled cheek. “And that´s the problem,” he murmured. “Have ta change my plans from what they were in the truck.”
Chris wrapped his arms around the lean, naked body and nipped playfully at his lover´s lips. “You haven´t changed a damned thing,” he mused. “Only plan you had in the truck was to drive me crazy, and you´re still doing that.”
“Well then,” the smaller man drawled with a chuckle. “Guess my job here is done.”
Chris flipped him without warning, reversing their positions so that he ended up straddling the nude form of his lover. “But mine is just starting,” he growled. Almost immediately, his predatory grin transformed to a warm smile and he swooped down to kiss the other man deeply. “And my job,” he breathed, nipping at the slightly swollen lips beneath him, “is to make sure you never forget just how much I love you.”
Vin´s teasing smile disappeared and his eyes widened slightly in wonder. “How…” He swallowed and licked his lips. “How ya gonna do that?” he rasped.
He allowed his actions to answer for him as he began exploring every inch of the Texan´s body with tender kisses and gentle hands. Beginning with the handsome face, he allowed his lips to track across the smooth brow and down the straight nose while his fingers stroked the flushed cheeks and delightfully square jaw. He lingered only a moment on the broad mouth, savouring the taste that was uniquely Vin Tanner.
Slowly, methodically, he continued his path down the column of smooth skin of his lover´s throat, his lips sensitive to the vibrations there as a low groan rumbled deep within. His hands, too, continued their journey, stopping briefly to knead strong shoulders before skimming down to stroke the well muscled pecs.
Vin writhed beneath the sweet assault, hands fisting in the bedcovers, head tossing restlessly from side to side. Breathless moans and pleading whimpers were the only form of speech left to him as he gave himself over the attentions of the man he loved above all else.
The sounds escaping his lover´s lips proved to be a powerful aphrodisiac and propelled the blonde to intensify his ministrations. He lowered his head to latch onto one nipple, delighting in the small gasp that emanated from the other man as he nibbled and sucked the dusky nub to peak hardness. Once he was satisfied with the way it stood at attention, he concentrated his efforts on the other, quickly bringing it to the same state of arousal.
Tanner was sure he was going to die. No one could possibly experience such complete and utter pleasure and live to tell about it. But not even to save his own life would he ever want it to stop.
“Oh Lord,” he moaned, pressing his head back into the pillow as Larabee´s hands and mouth continued the sensual torment. Each time his partner´s soft lips found new ground, tendrils of sheer ecstasy reached out to every nerve ending, causing his whole body to shudder with sweet anticipation.
Chris trailed a series of hot kisses down the flat plane of his lover´s stomach until he reached the nest of curls below. Inhaling deeply, he drew as much of Vin´s scent into himself as he could, savouring the musky aroma as though it were the most exotic of perfumes. Once he´d breathed his fill, he moved his mouth slightly lower, gently kissing the tip of his partner´s engorged cock before moving lower still. He laved the furred ballsac with his tongue, swirling around and between the hardening globes before taking them one at a time into his mouth and suckling gently.
“Chris!” Vin cried out as he bucked wildly beneath the other man. It had been so long and not even his vivid imagination had been sufficient to prepare him for the exquisite reminder of how his lover´s mouth felt on his most intimate regions.
And Chris was very aware of that fact. He knew exactly how long it had been and hadn´t forgotten the morning in the shower when Vin had brought him off with his lips and hands and had found his own release with no physical help from Chris.
No more of that. He was going to give the man he loved as much pleasure as he could possibly handle in one night. Then, he was going to start all over again tomorrow. He´d spend his life pleasing the wonder that was Vin Tanner if he had anything at all to say about it.
A groan laced with pain caused him to lift his head and look into his lover´s flushed face. “Shhhh, pard,” he soothed. “Easy. Just relax and enjoy. We´ve got all the time in the world and I don´t want to waste a minute of it.”
Vin licked dry lips, his eyes glazed with extreme desire. “Need ya now,” he whispered. “God, Chris, it´s been so long.”
Hearing the sentiment voiced brought a compassionate glint to the warm, green eyes. He still planned on taking his time but he realized his lover needed some release now. He slowly raised himself until his face hovered over the Texan´s. He stared down into the flushed features for just a moment, drinking in the sight of the man who´d come to be his whole reason for living. Dropping his head slowly, he captured the trembling lips in a deep, passionate kiss before resuming the position he´d so recently abandoned. This time, instead of trying to further arouse the already stimulated man, he honed in on the central object of his desire, engulfing his young lover´s rock hard shaft in one smooth motion.
“Oh, God, Chris!” Tanner croaked as his hips bucked wildly. “I can´t… I´m gonna…”
Recognizing the signs of impending release in the smaller man, Chris opened his throat and took the twitching cock deep, sucking and swallowing repeatedly in quick succession.
“Ohhhhh.” Vin could only moan and fist his hands in the blonde´s hair as he felt the tension release deep in his groin, his seed shooting deep into the receptive throat.
Chris used his fingers to gently milk every drop from the taut balls, allowing a small moan of his own as he savoured the taste of his lover. Only when he was sure the Texan had nothing left to give did he allow the softened member to slip from between his lips. He looked up to see the wholly rapturous look on his lover´s face and smiled in satisfaction before crawling up to take the trembling body in his arms. Kissing the top of the tousled head tenderly, he used his hands to stroke the strong back, whispering soft words of comfort as Vin returned from the heights of ecstasy.
Once his breathing had slowed, Vin turned his head to look up into the green eyes that were shining down at him with love. “That was somethin´ else,” he drawled softly.
Chris smiled and cupped one flushed cheek in his hand. “You´re somethin´ else,” he countered.
It was only then that Vin realized the other man was still fully clothed. “A mite overdressed there, aren´t ya?”
“Maybe just a bit,” Chris chuckled. “Wanted to do something nice for you first. Show you how much you mean to me.”
“Well, that sure was nice,” Vin smiled, snuggling closer into the blonde´s embrace. “Don´t think even you could top that.”
“Oh?” Chris replied one eyebrow raised. “You just watch me, Tanner.”
A smile spread across the smaller man´s face. “That a threat?” he teased.
Chris leaned down to kiss him soundly. “That´s a promise,” he whispered.
Vin pushed himself up on one elbow and pressed Chris back onto the bed, draping his upper body over that of the blonde´s. “Well then,” he drawled. “Reckon we can´t have ya breaking yer word now, can we?”
He proceeded to lay a trail of soft kisses across his lover´s strong jaw while his fingers deftly unfastened the buttons on the other man´s shirt. Once he´d accomplished that task, he captured his lover´s lips in a searing kiss while one hand went to work on the buttons at the blonde´s fly. The instant he had the last button undone, he found himself once again laying flat on his back.
“Makin´ quite a habit´a that, aren´tcha?” he glared up at the smirking man now straddling him.
Chris held him down with powerful legs while he discarded the open shirt. “You complaining?” he asked, the smirk still present.
“Depends,” Vin replied, narrowing his eyes.
“On?” Chris murmured, lowering his upper body to press against that of his lover´s.
Vin had trouble maintaining the glare as a small smile tugged at his lips. “On whether ya got any plans now that ya got me where I want me.”
Chris chuckled, leaning in to nibble on one fleshy earlobe before moving along to the sensitive skin at his lover´s neck. “Oh, I´ve got plans, all right,” he murmured against the warm skin. “And every single one of them involves making love to you.” He pulled his head back to look deep into the bright, blue eyes. “The way I see it, we´ve got a lot of time to make up for.”
“Well then,” Vin drawled, his smile growing. “Reckon I ain´t complainin´ in that case.”
Chris kissed the smiling mouth quickly. “Don´t move,” he instructed. He then proceeded to leave the bed and quickly shed his jeans and boxers. Once naked, he resumed his previous position atop the equally naked body of his partner and flashed a sweet smile that made Vin´s heart race. “Now,” he murmured, leaning down once more to nuzzle at the base of his lover´s neck. “Where were we?”
Tanner´s body was already responding to the gentle, but thorough job the blonde was doing on his throat. Craning his neck to provide greater access, he had to remember how to speak before he could answer. “I think we… think we´s makin´ up for lost time.”
“Mmmm hmmmm,” Chris mumbled around a mouthful of soft, Texan flesh. He ran his hands down the length of his lover´s strong arms until their fingers met, twining together the way they were meant to be. Then, slowly, he raised their joined hands to rest on either side of the smaller man´s head and pressed them gently, but firmly into the soft pillow.
Having lost the ability to explore with his hands, Vin commanded the rest of his body to take up the slack. He undulated his hips, gasping as his hardening erection sawed against the engorged shaft of the other man.
“Oh, Chris,” he breathed as a current of passion-fueled heat coursed through him. “Ya feel so good.”
In response, Chris rocked his own hips, bringing their pulsing members into even closer contact. The hiss that escaped the other man´s lips was testament to how much he was enjoying the sweet friction.
Larabee knew they could make love that way, slow and gentle, but he wanted more. He´d waited so long to be able to touch without the fear of hurting his lover and he wanted nothing more than to regain what they´d both been denied during that time.
“Want to be inside you, Vin,” he whispered, the body beneath him shuddering with anticipation at the words. “Want to fill you with everything that I have, everything that I am.”
“Yesssss,” Vin hissed as the words were punctuated with another gyration of his lover´s hips. “Want you, Chris. Want you inside me.”
Chris raised his head to peer into the lust-filled eyes of his lover. “But I want to take it slow, Vin. It´s been a while. I want it to be good for you. For both of us.”
Vin smiled warmly in the face of his lover´s consideration. “Reckon we passed good some time back,” he drawled, his eyes sparkling. “Seems ta me we´re headin´ for outta this world.”
“I think I can live with that,” the blonde smiled before sweeping down to capture the other man´s lips in a soul-searing kiss. When they finally parted, he took a moment to gaze into the blue depths that were truly mirrors to his lover´s soul. “Have I told you how much I love you?” he murmured.
“A time or two,” Vin smiled, his eyes returning that love in equal measure. “But I ain´t never gonna get tired´a hearin´ it.”
“That´s good, because I´ll never get tired of saying it,” Chris assured him. “I love you, Vin.”
“Love you too, Chris,” Vin answered, his heart swelling. “More than I got words ta say.”
“Don´t need words,” the blonde murmured. “Just need you.”
Vin freed his hands to cup his lover´s face. “Ya got me, Chris,” he breathed, holding the green gaze steady with his own. “I´m yours, forever.”
With something resembling a groan, Chris leaned in to kiss the man who held the other half of his heart. Lord, what had he ever done to deserve such total and unconditional love? Realizing he´d never figure it out, he turned his attention to returning that love with all the tenderness and passion he possessed.
He allowed his hands to roam over the body beneath him, stroking, kneading, caressing. His actions both soothed and inflamed, healed and excited. Not an inch of the tantalizing flesh went untouched. When he heard the first quiet whimper, he reached for the tube on the night stand. “Shhh,” he soothed, one hand stroking the other man´s hip gently. “We´re going to take it nice and slow, remember?”
“Slow´s fine,” Vin gasped, his body on fire as the result of his lover´s ministrations. “Just so long as ya hurry up about it.”
Chris chuckled as he continued using hands and voice to calm the man beneath him. “Just relax. Enjoy it.”
Once the Texan´s breathing had slowed to a calmer level, the blonde squeezed out a generous portion of the clear gel and slowly coated his hands, his eyes never leaving those of his lover.
“Gonna make love to you, now, Vin,” he crooned. “Slow, sweet love.”
“Chrissss,” Vin gasped, the words stroking his senses to even greater heights.
Larabee leaned down to deposit a quick kiss on the tempting lips before moving his attention to the core of his lover´s arousal.
He gently stroked the inside of one thigh before trailing slick fingers down the length of the rock-hard shaft and over the taut ballsac below. Vin bent his legs, drawing them up to grant access to his hidden entrance and Chris accepted the invitation willingly, using one finger to slowly circle the waiting hole.
“Oh, God, Chris,” Vin moaned.
Taking that as his cue, the blonde pressed the long digit in slowly then pulled it back at the same agonizing pace.
“More,” Vin panted.
“We´ll get there,” Chris promised in a soothing tone as he pressed in again, a little deeper this time. “Nice and slow.”
Vin had no choice but to give in to the maddening pace. “Yer killin´ me here, Larabee,” he groaned.
“No, I´m just loving you, Vin,” Chris smiled. “It´ll be worth it, I promise.”
Vin had no doubts about that. Already he was seeing spots behind his tightly clenched eyelids.
“Just relax,” Chris soothed. “Take a deep breath.”
He did just that, trying to quell his raging need to a more tolerable level.
Larabee continued to press in and out, each stroke going a little deeper than the last and Vin took another deep breath, coaching himself to relax into the pleasurable sensations.
Once the blonde´s finger had reached as deep as possible, he added another, keeping the strokes long and slow as he gently prepared his lover.
Vin´s back arched and he tried to thrust up to meet those teasing fingers, but a hand on his hip held him steady.
“Easy,” the blonde soothed.
A short nod and Vin was concentrating once again on his breathing, trying to keep it slow like the fingers moving inside him. Despite his efforts, he couldn´t stifle a low moan as the digits began scissoring as they pressed and retreated, his mind going nearly numb with pleasure as he was slowly, achingly stretched.
When a third finger joined in, he didn´t think he´d be able to handle much more. “Chris,” he gasped. “I´m gonna come…”
“Not yet,” Chris whispered, stilling the hand inside his lover´s body. “Nice deep breaths, Vin. In and out.”
Vin frantically tried to follow the softly voiced words of encouragement, and after a few anxious moments he could feel his desire ebbing to a more comfortable level. “God, Chris,” he breathed deeply.
Chris leaned forward and rewarded his lover with a deep, tender kiss. “That´s it,” he murmured. “Just take it nice and easy.”
“I´ll take it any way I can get it,” Vin gasped. “Long as ya give it to me now.”
“We´ll get there,” Chris promised once again, pressing the fingers in slowly as far as they could reach. Vin´s back arched and Chris held steady for a moment, then pulled them slowly back, gently pressing against the sensitive prostate.
“Oh, God!” Vin whimpered hoarsely, tossing his head from side to side.
“That´s it,” Chris soothed, slowly removing his fingers and reaching for the lube once more. “Almost there.”
He quickly coated his own aching shaft and positioned it at the pulsing entrance to his lover´s body. “Deep breath,” he instructed softly and Vin could do nothing but comply. “Now let it out, nice and slow,” Chris continued. Again, the smaller man did as instructed and Chris pushed into him, holding the trembling hips steady until the head of his cock had pushed past the tight ring of muscle.
“Oh Lord,” Vin moaned at the stretching, burning sensation.
Chris was struggling with his own control as the tight muscle gripped the head of his aching shaft. “So good, Vin,” he breathed between clenched teeth. Part of him wanted to drive deep into his young lover, to pound into the willing flesh until they were both insensate, but another, bigger part wanted it to last. Taking a moment to calm his own ragged breathing, he began to rock gently, pushing a little deeper with each movement until he was fully embedded in his lover´s warm channel.
Releasing Vin´s hips, he reached for the hands fisted tightly in the comforter and took them in his. Vin´s fingers twined around his, grasping tightly and Chris squeezed in response as he slowly withdrew his long cock from the warm body until just the head remained inside. Vin´s grasp on his hands lessened, then tightened again as he pushed just as slowly back in.
“Chris,” he gasped, his head thrashing, his fingers clenching around their mates. “Chris, I can´t.”
The blonde ceased his movements, leaving his cock embedded to the hilt, and pulled his partner up by the arms until he was on his knees, straddling the larger man´s thighs. Freeing his hands, Chris wrapped strong arms around his lover, stroking his back in soothing circles. “It´s OK,” he whispered. “Breathe deep. Relax.”
Vin clung to the other man, his face buried in the crook of the blonde´s neck while he struggled for control. He could feel his lover´s shaft buried deep within him and clenched his ass reflexively causing them both to moan.
Chris moved his hands back to the lean hips and bent his head to kiss one sweat-slicked shoulder. “Ready?” he asked.
Vin took a deep breath and nodded, straightening to look into the passion-filled green eyes. Bracing his hands on the blonde´s shoulders, he nodded again. “Yeah.”
Chris kissed him gently, then tightened his hold on his lover´s hips, raising him with the aid of the other man´s strong thighs. Holding him there briefly, he then pulled him back down, his cock reaching new depths inside the smaller body.
Vin could only groan and throw his head back, his fingers digging into the flesh of his lover´s shoulders. Again, he felt himelf being lifted, felt the blonde´s rock-hard shaft graze the sensitve nub inside and then he was teetering on the brink, in limbo as Chris held him steady for what seemed like long agonizing minutes before pulling him back down and filling him once again.
“Oh, God,” he moaned as the torturously slow pace continued.
Chris had to smile. It wasn´t often that he had this kind of control. Vin was one of the most patient men he knew in most areas of his life, but when it came to making love, he liked things hard and fast. Too often, Chris found himself powerless to resist the seductive lure of the Texan´s passionate enthusiasm and allowed him to set the pace.
But not tonight.
Tonight it was about reclaiming what they´d nearly lost. It was about strengthening the uncanny connection that forever bound them and bringing them to new heights of pleasure.
He felt his own release building and could tell by Vin´s ragged breathing that he, too, was close to the edge. His choices were clear. He could increase the pace, thrusting into the warm depths of his lover until they both screamed out in much-needed relief, or he could stretch it out – make it last until they were both mindless with need.
Making a conscious decision, he gripped Tanner´s hips tighter and held him in place, his own movements stilling.
“Chris,” Vin whimpered. “God, I was so close.”
“I know,” Chris rasped, his own desire making speech difficult. “Not yet, OK? Stay with me, pard.”
Vin´s breath hitched in his throat as he realized the blonde really did intend to make it long and slow – maybe even longer and slower than he could handle. “I´ll try,” was all he could manage.
Chris stroked his back with one hand while the other held firmly to the lean hip. He alternated between planting light kisses on his lover´s flushed face and whispering soft words of encouragement into his ear. When they´d both managed to retreat a safe distance from the point of no return, he started all over again.
He used his hands to coax Vin up and down his throbbing cock, thrusting his hips to meet each downward movement of the body atop him. Ocassionally, he´d allow one hand to stray across the hard chest of the other man, fingertips raking over the sensitive, dusky nubs there until Vin began to whimper helplessly beneath the onslaught. Each time they reached the brink, he´d stop, giving them each a chance to catch their breath and revel in the incredible feelings building within them before beginning the slow, tortuous journey once again.
Time after time, Chris brought them both to the edge, then stilled all movement, whispering sweet words of adoration in his lover´s ear and brushing his lips tenderly over the fevered flesh.
And Vin had never experienced anything so painfully pleasurable in his entire life. Over and over he approached the ultimate pinnacle of desire, only to be coaxed slowly back by Chris´ soft voice and tender touches. He was no longer aware of anything but the man he clung so desperately to, the man who was determined to wring every drop of feeling from him and then replace it with more love and emotion than he thought his soul could contain. When they moved, it was intense and utter pleasure, and when they were still, it was bliss in its purest form, their hearts reaching out to one another, loving, promising, healing.
“So …” Vin gasped, straining against the physical need for release. “So …good, …Chris.”
The wonder in that raspy voice sent a renewed wave of ardor through the blonde and he knew he wouldn´t be able to hold out much longer. “Oh, God, Vin,” he ground out through clenched teeth. He wrapped his arms tightly around the lithe form of the other man and pulled him close, ensuring that every movement caused Vin´s weeping shaft to rub between their sweat-slicked bodies. He thrust his hips upward, grinding and twisting just enough to stroke the other man´s prostate over and over.
“Chris!” Vin sobbed, clinging tightly to his partner, his arms wrapped around the blonde´s neck while tears escaped his closed eyes.
Chris felt the younger man´s seed spurting between them and it was all that was needed to send him soaring over the edge, holding his lover close to him while wave after wave of sheer ecstasy crashed over their joined bodies and filled their equally entwined hearts even as his own release filled the trembling body in his arms.
For long moments they stayed that way, clutching one another as though to let go would mean to let go of life itself. Gradually, breathing began to slow and shudders turned to the sweet tremors of satisfaction. Chris kissed the younger man´s shoulder gently. “You OK?” he asked softly.
Vin could only nod against the blonde´s neck as he tried to gain control of the powerful emotions coursing through him.
Chris stroked the Texan´s sweat-soaked hair and kissed one flushed cheek. “I can´t even describe it,” he whispered in awe. “That was …”
Vin pulled back unsteadily to look deep into the eyes that had first captured his heart. “It was everything,” he murmured, stroking the blonde´s cheek with trembling fingers. “Everything that love ever was or ever could be. Like the word was invented just for this, just for us.” He paused a moment, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears and when he spoke again the words were rough with barely contained emotion. “It was everything.”
Chris kissed him long and deep, his eyes closed against his own tears. Only when he felt the younger man begin to shiver in his arms did he pull back. “Let´s get cleaned up before you catch your death,” he murmured reluctantly. If he had his way, they´d stay forever like this, forever joined as one.
And as he looked into the blue eyes shining with love and adoration he knew that they already were.
They showered together, the experience they´d just shared making it gentle and loving while they soaped one another´s bodies. Both were so physically and emotionally sated that touching was not only enough, it proved to be more erotic and sensual than anything they´d ever before experienced within the tiled cubicle.
And when they´d finished the cleansing ritual, they dried each other with gentle, loving strokes, their eyes the only communication between them as their shared gazes conveyed feelings words hadn´t yet been invented for.
As they tumbled into bed, their bodies came together in the perfect fit, Chris´ long body pressed against his lover´s back, his arms circling the lithe frame. Vin couldn´t resist a sleepy smile as he snuggled closer, entwining his arms with the ones that held him. “Better get out yer cobweb duster, Cowboy,” he murmured in pure contentment. “´Cuz I don´t ever plan on leavin´ this spot.”
Chris chuckled and kissed the side of his lover´s face. “We´ll have someone come in once a week to dust us both,” he agreed. “Because I don´t ever plan on letting you go.”
The words did as much to warm his soul as the other man´s arms did to warm his body.
“Ya never did,” he declared in a quiet voice. “Even when I thought I wanted ya to, ya never once let me go.”
“That´s what forever´s all about, Vin,” Chris replied in the same quiet tone. “For better or for worse. In sickness and in health. We may never get to say those words in front of our friends, but that doesn´t mean they don´t mean every bit as much to us as they do to anybody else.”
Vin had to swallow the lump that rose in his throat. He knew Chris loved him, he´d never had cause to doubt that. But never before had he spoken those words to him and never before had their union felt so strong, so permanent.
“Till death do us part,” he whispered hoarsely.
Chris kissed his neck tenderly. “Not even then,” he whispered in promise.
Together, they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in the love that bound them forever as one.