Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 9

mind. He pictured Lucas there with him fucking his body. Lucas took what he wanted and gave Gabe what he needed.
    That's my good boy.
    He could practically hear the praise coming off Lucas's lips. He sped up his movements. The sound of his hand rubbing fiercely against his engorged shafted was magnified in the quiet room. More cum oozed out the tip, driving him closer to the edge. He thrust his fingers deeper into his tight channel, pegging his prostate with every inward push.
    Cum for me now Gabe, be a good boy.
    His balls tightened up close to his body and he cried out Lucas's name as his pearly white seed painted his chest. He could almost feel Lucas's thin, long fingers digging into his skin as the blond nurse held him down and rode him until he met his own release.
    Gabe loosened his grip and let his softening cock lie against his thigh. His breath rushed out in short, hard pants. His ribs protested as the pain came flooding back. He grimaced from the slight pain, but he couldn't let that bother him. That had to be the best orgasm he'd had in years. Just picturing Lucas's fucking him drove him wild with lust.
    After lying still for a few moments to catch his breath, he eased off the bed and walked into his bathroom. He washed his hand and then wiped his chest free of his cum. When he was done, he looked at himself in the mirror. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes were glazed over with lust.
    Just the thought of Lucas had him feeling like this? He rested his hand on the counter top and dropped his head to his chest. He knew what he had to do, because if he didn't he would always look back on this time and say what if.
    Straightening his shoulders, he looked back into the mirror. "Lucas, you better not break my heart."
    CHAPTER 4
    Lucas arrived to work Monday afternoon for his shift. It had been a busy day in the ER. A lot of strange cases came in at night, and he'd been on the move since he walked through the door.
    It seemed to finally die down. He'd missed his mid-evening break and he was starving. He checked on his current patients to make sure they were settled and headed for the nurses' station to give Connie a heads up that he was going to take his dinner break.
    Rounding the corner, he almost tripped. Sitting in the waiting area was Gabe. He held a magazine in his hand, flipping through the pages.
    It had been a week since he'd seen Gabe last. He'd started to regret letting the man walk away without a fight. Gabe had plagued all his dreams. He'd jerked off to the sexy detective more in one week then he had to anyone else in the past several months. He wanted Gabe Edgerton, but he had to wait until Gabe came to him. By the looks of it, he finally had.
    Slowing his pace, he kept his gaze on Gabe. The other man still hadn't noticed Lucas was coming toward him. As he neared the counter, he stopped to talk to Connie.
    "Connie, I'm going to go get a quick bite from the cafeteria." He darted his eyes in Gabe's direction. "You going to be okay for a little bit?"
    She followed his gaze and a smile split across her face. "Well of course, sweetie." She shot him a wink. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do," she whispered.
    Out of the corner of his eye he saw Gabe stand up, walking in his direction. He smiled one last time at Connie and started moving toward the outer doors that led to the cafeteria, not bothering to wait for Gabe. He had a feeling the man would follow without a fight.
    Once out in the hallway, he slowed his stride for Gabe to catch up. "So, to what do I owe the pleasure of your visit tonight?"
    "I wanted to see you." Gabe walked alongside him now.
    "Why?"
    "Why?" Gabe jammed his hands into his pockets. Obviously getting frustrated with him. Lucas couldn't help but smile. "Why do you ask so many questions?"
    Lucas turned around, catching Gabe off-guard, his hands still trapped in his pockets. He placed the palm of his hand flat against Gabe's chest and pushed until his back was flush against the wall. "Why are you here, Gabe?" He said the words real slow, making sure Gabe understood.
    Gabe's eyes darted between his. "Because I wanted to see you." His voice just above a whisper.
    Lucas grinned at him. He curled his fingers into Gabe's shirt and pulled him down until their lips were just a breath apart. He looked into Gabe's shocked eyes, than back to his lips. The torture of not knowing what the man tasted like was killing him. He closed the distance and kissed Gabe full on the mouth.
    A deep moan