Hesitantly, Seg pulled his legs up, exposing himself to Roan.
He sucked in air when Roan reached down, grazing Seg's balls with his fingers. He moved lower, teasing his ass, then pushing one finger inside.
"Oh, God," Seg whispered. "That … Damn, that feels good."
"You missed this, huh?"
Seg nodded, unable to tell Roan just how much.
While he moaned and writhed, Roan fingered his ass. Slowly at first, then deeper, faster.
"Need you … " Seg cried out. "Need you inside me. Now!"
Roan shifted, aligned their bodies, and bless heaven and earth, he pushed in deep. As he'd done that first time, Roan went slow, filling Seg completely before retreating.
"Open your eyes," Roan insisted. "Look at me."
Seg forced his eyelids open. He hadn't even realized he'd closed them. He peered into those golden eyes staring back at him. Oh, how he wished this were real. He wished that Roan wasn't here for only sex, but … "Oh, God, yes."
Roan managed to brush his prostate, over and over.
"Roan." Seg meant that as a warning, but it sounded more like a plea. "Fuck."
"That's what I'm doing," Roan muttered, leaning down so their mouths were touching. "I'm fucking you. Just the way you want me to."
He had no fucking idea.
"Tell me," Roan urged. "Tell me how much you need to be fucked."
"Yes," he ground out. "I need it."
"You need me to fuck you hard. To possess you." Roan nipped his lower lip. "Tell me, Colton."
Oh, dear God. No one called him that. No one ever used his name. To hear it on Roan's lips … It was almost too much.
"Say it," Roan demanded.
"Yes. Goddammit, yes!" Seg tried to pull Roan closer, wanting to feel him deeper. "I want you to fuck me. Hard."
"Hold your legs. I'm gonna nail you to this mattress," Roan growled.
Oh, fuck. Seg reached up and pulled his legs closer to his chest, his breaths slamming into his lungs as roughly as Roan began pounding into him.
"Fuck," Roan hissed. "Oh, fuck, Colton. So damn tight. I'm … not gonna last … Fuck."
Seg didn't want him to last. He wanted Roan to come.
With a wild roar, Seg let go, his dick jerking, spurting on his chest while Roan watched. Seg saw the heat flare, heard his rough inhale seconds before he rammed into him once more, coming with a stream of curse words Seg had never expected to come out of his mouth.
"I'M ON MY WAY," ROAN told Cam's voice mail. "Fuck."
He couldn't believe he'd spent the entire night at Seg's.
No, he could believe it. Last night had been … fucking phenomenal. To the point Roan hadn't wanted to leave.
And now he felt like the world's worst father.
It didn't matter that Cam hadn't called him. That from the lack of messages, Roan could only assume Liam was completely fine and there was nothing for him to worry about. It didn't matter that Liam was completely safe, and Roan trusted Cam and Gannon with his life. Roan still felt like shit because he had allowed a night of exquisite sex to make him forget all of his priorities.
Worse … part of him wanted to go back to Seg's. To crawl back into bed with him. To tell the man all of his secrets. Roan was tempted to tell Seg about Liam, to ask him if he'd ever wanted kids.
Only he wouldn't do that because he knew the answer. Seg would look at him as though he'd lost his mind. The guy was a hockey player. He spent most of his time on the road. No way would he want to be tied down.
Which meant it was in Roan's best interest to let last night be the end of it. That was what he'd promised himself when he'd gone over there.
"Yeah," he said to his eyes in the rearview mirror. "How'd that work out for you last year?"
Shit.
Roan was so screwed.
He was thinking long term with a guy who would never come out of the closet because it would hurt his career. No, Seg had never told him that exactly, and he probably wouldn't, but Roan could tell. And Roan lived his life out and proud. The way he wanted to live it. No way was he going to even entertain the notion of being with someone who would hide him away.
Nope.
No fucking way.
So why had he shown up on Seg's doorstep last night? That was the question of the hour.
Seriously. Roan hadn't had sex in more than a year. It wasn't like he wasn't going to survive without it.
Except sometimes-ever since he'd seen Seg at the arena-he felt like he might not.
And last night, Seg had given him what he needed, and Roan had returned the favor. Roan knew he was the first and only to top Seg. He'd known it the first time around. And if what Seg said was true and he hadn't had sex since then, it was still true.