"Kiss me, Roan," Seg insisted.
Roan didn't hesitate, leaning in closer, his chest sliding against Seg's. While Roan's tongue tangled with his, Seg put his arms around Roan, pulling him even closer. Sensations he'd remembered from that one night so long ago plowed into him. He hadn't been with anyone since that night-man or woman-and this … this was the reason why.
"Too long," Seg whispered against Roan's mouth. "It's been too long.
Roan pulled back, staring at him. Their eyes locked, and Seg was captivated for a moment, completely caught off guard by the feelings that warred inside him. He was scared shitless that he would say something he shouldn't. Something incredibly ridiculous like I love you. No way did he love this man, yet what he was feeling was so foreign to him. Being in Roan's arms again … it was like coming home.
But his thoughts scattered when Roan wrapped his hand around Seg's cock, stroking him slowly, their dicks sliding together.
"Oh, fuck." Seg let his head fall back against the edge of the pool. "Don't stop doing that."
Roan's mouth was on his jaw, his neck. He was kissing and licking while he fisted their cocks together, driving Seg damn near out of his mind. When Roan's lips wandered to his ear, Seg's heart beat twice as hard. He remembered the way Roan took charge, the way he demanded things from Seg that he'd never thought he could give.
"I want to feel you in my mouth," Roan whispered. "Right now."
Seg opened his eyes to meet Roan's gaze. He was serious.
"Get out of the pool, Seg," Roan instructed, his tone ringing with amusement.
Okay, yes. Getting out of the pool would make that particular task much easier. Safer too. Sure.
Turning, Seg planted his hands on the outside edge and shoved himself up and out of the pool. He dropped to his ass, turning so that he was facing Roan, who was still in the water. Roan came to stand between his legs, staring up at him while he once again wrapped his fingers around Seg's dick.
The air was brisk, but his body was heating itself, thanks to the man standing before him. When Roan's mouth descended, the air temperature no longer fazed him. The only thing he could focus on was the glorious sensation of Roan's raspy tongue along his shaft.
This was too damn good to be true. Seg sat there, stunned as he watched Roan lick him like a fucking ice cream cone. His tongue trailed up his length, then back down. He didn't rush, simply savored him, making Seg sweat even with the chill in the air.
"I'm not gonna make you come yet," Roan said.
Seg nodded, not sure what he was supposed to say to that. Roan's mouth felt so fucking perfect as he took him to the root.
"Son of a bitch," he rumbled. "Fuck, Roan … That feels good."
"I know," Roan said with a smirk. "And it's gonna feel a hell of a lot better."
Yeah. Seg wasn't sure how that was possible, but he sure as hell wasn't going to argue.
ROAN KNEW SEG WAS TRYING to take this slow. Of course, if he had his way, he would spend the rest of the night driving the man absolutely out of his fucking mind. For one, Seg was hotter than hell when his eyes glistened with heat like they were right now. The man was hanging on the razor-sharp edge, obliterated by pleasure, and it was empowering to know that Roan was the one pushing him closer and closer.
He continued to work Seg's dick with his hand and mouth, never rushing. He was enjoying the fuck out of this and he knew Seg was, too. It wasn't until Seg wrapped his hand over Roan's, forcing him to stop stroking him, that he knew the man was close to his limit. Not wanting to finish him off yet, Roan released his cock, then tugged on his hand, urging him back into the water.
With a splash, Seg joined him, then jerked him closer, fusing their lips together. Once again, Seg was in complete control. Roan didn't mind that as much as he'd thought he would. Ever since their one-nighter, Roan had known that he was powerless when it came to this demanding hockey player. Never in his life had he allowed another man to have that much control over him. At the time, he'd figured it was a one-and-done type deal, he might as well experiment.
Turned out, he'd thought about that night more than any other sexual encounter he'd ever had. Part of him wanted to see if Seg still had that power over him now or if it had just been that one time.
"Let's move this to my bedroom," Seg suggested. "So many things I want to do to you. Can't do them here."
While Seg spoke, he was moving them toward the stairs, and Roan let him lead. He wanted whatever he could get from Seg. At least for tonight. Tomorrow was a different story. He'd promised himself that tonight was a one-time thing. Like last time. It would have to be enough to tide him over for a while. A long while.