An Inner Darkness Book 5 Bay City paranormal

between fear and a sudden, fierce need.

    Before he could decide what to do about the sexual energy crackling between them, Bo took the decision from him by fisting both hands in Sam’s hair and kissing him.

    There was nothing sweet or tender about this kiss. It was brutal, invasive, full of rage. Sam felt his lips bruise under the assault, felt Bo’s fingers skating down his spine to dig painfully into his lower back, and God, it was perfect. Sam clutched Bo close and let himself be ravaged. Pulling back, Bo planted both hands on Sam’s chest and shoved. Sam went tumbling backward onto the floor, landing on his hip. A sharp pain shot up his side. Dazed, he didn’t fight when Bo rolled him onto his back and started undoing his jeans.
    A low moan tore from Sam’s chest when Bo yanked off his shoes, pants and underwear, tossed them aside and bent to suck hard on the head of his cock. “Bo. God.” Letting go of Sam’s erection, Bo stood, toed off his shoes and shed his jeans and boxer-briefs. He tore off his shirt, then sank down to straddle Sam’s thighs. “Get the lube.”
    For a moment, Sam had no idea what Bo meant. Then he remembered the tube of K-Y Bo had hidden under the chair a few weeks ago. For emergencies, he’d said, after the second time in as many days that they’d gotten carried away in the living room and had to interrupt themselves to return to the bedroom for lube.
    Stretching backward, Sam reached beneath the chair and felt around for the little tube. He found it, drew it out and handed it to Bo. www.samhainpublishing.com 157
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Sam expected Bo to get up, spread Sam’s legs and push inside him. Instead, Bo squeezed gel into his palm and coated Sam’s prick with it.
    “Oh God,” Sam breathed. The feel of Bo’s hands on his cock was almost enough to make him come right then. “Stop. Stop. Gonna come if you…if you keep doing that.” Bo let go, sat up on his knees and scooted forward. He grabbed Sam’s slick cock, pressed the head against his hole and drove his hips downward, impaling himself on Sam’s shaft.
    Sam gasped, his body arching off the floor. Above him, Bo shuddered, his face contorting with a mix of pleasure and pain. Sam grasped Bo’s hipbones in both hands and fought to stay still. The undulating grip of Bo’s insides felt so good it scared him. If he lost control and started thrusting too soon, he could damage Bo, and he’d never forgive himself if that happened. Especially now, with both of their emotions flayed raw.
    “Move,” Bo whispered, so low Sam barely heard him.
Sam stared up into Bo’s half-lidded eyes, trying to read the expression there through the lustful fog in his brain. “Bo, I don’t—” “Move.” Bo’s pelvis swung forward and back, forward and back, drawing an agonized whimper from Sam’s throat. “Fuck me.” “But—”
    Bo’s eyelids flew up, his gaze burning into Sam’s. “Please. I need it.” Sam wanted to protest. But Bo rose up and slammed himself down again, making them both cry out, and Sam couldn’t hold out any longer. Bending his knees, he braced his heels on the floor and drove his cock up into Bo.
    Falling forward, Bo planted his hands on Sam’s chest. His braid swung over his shoulder to brush Sam’s skin. “Yes. God. Harder.” Sam groaned, unable to speak. The entire universe seemed centered on his prick, on the hot grip of Bo’s ass around him, so good it hurt. He snapped his groin upward so hard he nearly knocked Bo off of him.
    Bo’s thighs tightened around Sam’s hips, his fingers digging deep into Sam’s pectorals. Sam’s next thrust sent a drop of pre-come tumbling from the tip of Bo’s cock 158

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to splash onto Sam’s belly. Moved by a sudden urge to taste, Sam swiped the clear fluid onto his finger and sucked it off. “Oh God,” Bo moaned, his cheeks flushing red as he watched Sam’s tongue.
“Please…”
Sam’s fist was already closing around Bo’s shaft before he consciously realized it.
    After more than a year together, knowing when and how Bo wanted to be touched was almost a reflex. Bo’s knowledge of Sam’s body was just as deep. The thought of losing that intimacy forever made Sam’s throat close up and his eyes sting.

    Bo’s hips seesawed. The friction sent electric jolts from Sam’s prick directly to his brain, blasting away the fear of Bo leaving him. Bo loved him. Loved him in spite of his flaws, in spite of how