“Now? Or will you be sick?”
“Now, Cain, and I love you.”
Cain glowed and bent over to kiss him again, but more thoroughly this time. “I love you too.”
“Bedroom?”
“Yeah,” Cain whispered across his lips.
Archer stood, trying not to groan, but Cain saw the look on his face and laughed. “Give me a few minutes and I’ll be fine. I have this dream of you taking me from behind, me on all fours, you pounding my ass.”
“I think we can do that. Love nothing better than watching my dick sink into you.” Cain stepped closer. “Your hole stretched to fit me, swallowing me as I fuck you.”
Archer whimpered at the visual Cain’s words created and pulled him closer. “Can’t wait to feel you in my ass.”
“Bedroom. Now.”
Archer grinned then laughed when Cain took his hand and dragged him toward the bedroom. “I love it when you can’t wait.”
“Sex with you? Of course, I can’t wait. It’s one of my favorite things. Me, you, and any flat surface.”
“We’re good together.”
Cain stopped and pulled him close, and Archer inhaled his scent, feeling his dick harden more than it already was. Cain smiled at him and licked across Archer’s lips. Archer opened them, letting Cain’s tongue slip inside, and he closed his eyes as he tasted the man he loved.
Cain simply did it for him. No one could make him feel the way Cain did. It wasn’t just the sex, even though that was off the charts hot. It was how Archer knew he could lean on Cain when he needed his strength. How he could talk to him about anything and everything. How he knew at the end of the night, Cain would be at home waiting for him.
“Move in with me,” he whispered between kisses, his hands sliding down Cain’s back to caress his ass.
“Here?” Cain slowly shook his head then kissed Archer again. “Mine.”
“Bigger.”
“It is. We can turn the spare room into an office for us to share when we need to bring work home.” Cain kissed him again, and Archer moaned, rubbing his dick against Cain’s hip.
“Yes.”
“Soon? I don’t want to wait.”
“It’ll add fuel to the fire. The gargoyles will have a field day when they find out.”
Cain chuckled then licked Archer’s lips. He bit Archer’s jaw, and Archer tilted his head back, shivering as Cain licked down his neck. As his kissed and licked Archer’s neck and collar bone, he undid the buttons on Archer’s shirt and then slid it off his shoulders.
Archer let it fall to the floor and helped Cain with his as they slowly moved over to the bed. Once they reached it, Archer lay back, pulling Cain on top of him. He spread his legs, making room for Cain and then pulled him down for a hungry kiss. He needed to feel Cain all over his body and in it too.
“Fuck me.”
Cain groaned and moved down Archer’s body, unbuckling his jeans and pulling them off along with his shoes and socks. Once he was naked, Archer closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation of Cain’s hands as they slid up his legs and pushed them farther apart.
When he felt one of his hands on his hip, Archer rolled over and tucked his legs up and under his body, spreading them so Cain had access to his ass. Archer moaned when he felt Cain pull his ass cheeks apart then whimpered when a hot gust of air blew across his ring.
“Cain...please.”
Cain’s tongue licked across his puckered hole, and Archer trembled. Cain didn’t waste any time and licked and flicked, causing Archer to shudder and whimper in response. He felt the cold drizzle of lube and then groaned as Cain’s finger rubbed his hole before slowly pushing inside. One finger became two and when he heard the condom wrapper, he bit his lips, his body shivering in anticipation.
Cain rubbed the head of his dick over Archer’s ass cheeks then trailed it down the cleft. “Please, Cain. I need you.”
Cain stopped teasing him and slowly pushed in. Archer tensed as the head slid in and breathed until the slight tinge of pain disappeared and morphed into something far more pleasurable. Cain moved again, sliding into Archer, and Archer moaned loudly.
He felt full but loved it. He dropped onto his elbows, pushing his ass higher and smiled when he heard the harsh sound Cain made. Cain’s hands tightened on his hips, and Archer knew he’d have bruises tomorrow, but he’d wear those marks with pride.
Cain slid out, and Archer moaned. When he moved back in, Archer pushed back. They continued to move together until Cain changed angles and pegged Archer’s sweet spot. Archer cried out, and Cain moved faster, hitting his spot with every thrust.
Archer moaned and whimpered, sweat running from his body, his heart pounding in his chest. His balls pulled up, and he leaned to one side so he could fist his dick. He stroked rapidly, his need to come overriding everything.
He stuttered when he felt his dick swell and cried out when the first shot of come erupted from his dick. He shuddered and trembled, his body jerking as he came, and he heard Cain’s cry, felt Cain’s hands squeeze his hips, and then everything disappeared.
He blinked his eyes and became aware of lying on the bed with Cain’s weight on him. Cain moved slowly, pulling free from Archer’s body and slumping to the side. Archer rolled his head and smiled softly at him, seeing the blissed-out expression on his face. Cain gently stroked his cheek, a small smile gracing his lips.
“I love you, Archer.”
“I love you too.”
“Can you imagine Walter’s face when he finds out we’re moving in together?”
Archer groaned and threw an arm over his eyes. “God, no.”
Cain chuckled and kissed him softly. “Make sure it’s on a day when I won’t be around.”
“You and me both!”
Chapter Thirty
ARCHER LAY ON his side, watching Cain sleep, his face relaxed and younger looking with no signs of the stress that had showed recently. The whole family had struggled with the devastating secret Anton had revealed, but the former reverend had been found guilty. and Robert was looking into what could be done for Anton and the other victims and the possibility of a trial occurring in their home state.
Archer sighed and gently ran his fingers through Cain’s dark hair. Poor Anton. Would it help to have the past shoved in his face? Or would he be happy knowing the man would face years behind bars? Archer liked to think that maybe Anton wanted to move on with his life and be the man he was meant to be and not the one he’d hidden for years.
Cain mumbled something in his sleep, and Archer smiled fondly. Their future together would have some bumps in the road, he was sure, but he knew no matter what it brought, he wanted to share it with the man in his bed and in his heart.
Their family supported them, and that was all that truly mattered to Archer. As long as he had his mom and siblings in his corner, then the rest could fuck off. Even knowing Walter would tease him—really not the right word where Walter was concerned—he knew his granddad would stand in front of him and defend him to anyone who had something negative to say. He might be the most tactless man Archer knew, but he stood by his family, usually threatening someone with his cane.
Cain mumbled again, and his eyelids flickered. Archer knew he would wake soon and then they could talk. Archer wanted to move in with Cain but what was mentioned in the heat of the moment might be different in the cold light of day. He hoped it wasn’t. He wanted to spend his life with Cain, make a home, and someday have a family with him.