Harmless(56)

Several minutes later, while their bodies were pressed together, hands still groping, Roan was finally lodged balls deep inside him. The pain warred with pleasure, merging into something potent, something that ripped at Seg's resolve. This was too good.

"Okay?" Roan whispered, nipping Seg's bottom lip.

"Oh, yeah." He was better than okay.

"Relax for me."

Seg nodded, trying his best.

Roan lifted Seg's other leg, propping it on the couch cushion, changing the angle of penetration. Seg was stretched painfully tight, unsure how long he could take Roan not moving inside him. When Roan finally did begin to shift his hips, Seg released the breath he'd been holding, grabbing Roan's hair and pulling his mouth back down to his.

The slow thrust and retreat sent chills through him until, finally, Seg was overcome with sensation. Pure, brutal ecstasy raced beneath his skin. It fired up every nerve, every molecule, until he was trembling from the overwhelming, mind-numbing intensity.

When Roan fucked him, Seg felt more than the physical aspect of it. He was overcome with emotion, driven by a hard need to be one with this man. It'd been that way since the first time, and Seg knew without a doubt he'd never find that with anyone else.

"Gonna fuck you hard now," Roan told him, burying his face in Seg's neck. "But don't wanna hurt you."

"You won't hurt me." Reaching around, Seg gripped Roan's ass, jerking him forward, taking him as deep as he could. Roan groaned, then lifted his head, propping his upper body up with his hands beside Seg's head.

The next few minutes were exquisite torture as Roan pounded him over and over, deeper, faster, harder. Even when they were both coated in a fine sheen of sweat, the man didn't stop. Seg accepted every punishing thrust, his cock throbbing, untouched between them. No way could he stem his release; it barreled down on him, surprising in its intensity.

"Roan … " He groaned, bucking his hips, his cock jerking as he came hard. So hard it stole his breath.

"Son of a bitch," Roan yelled, his hips slamming down one last time. "Fuck, yes. Ahhh!"

Roan's mouth was on his once more. Seg forced his heartbeat to slow, stroking his hands over Roan's back. "That was quite possibly the hardest I've ever come in my life."

"Yeah?" Roan's head was buried in his neck. "I know the feeling. Not sure I can walk."

"That's cool. I'm good. Right where you are."



ROAN WASN'T KIDDING WHEN HE said he didn't think he could walk. He was completely wiped after that mind-blowing orgasm. Seriously. Maybe they should work themselves up to sex next time Seg was away for any length of time.

The thought of there being a next time relaxed him. Roan had the ability to get into his own head, to make things more difficult than necessary, but that wasn't the case. He didn't want that with Seg. Whatever it was, he was content with it. With this.

After a few minutes, Roan finally managed to make his way to the bathroom to clean up. He then went to the kitchen while Seg disappeared to do the same. He pulled a box of brownie mix along with the necessary ingredients and pans to make it out of the cabinet and was setting the oven to preheat when Seg returned.

"What are you doing?"

Roan grinned. "I'm not doin' anything, but I specifically recall you mentioning you make mean brownies. I want brownies."

Seg came up behind him, hugging him close to his body. "I'll make you brownies, but only if I get to lick the remaining batter off your body later."




 

 

"Well, you drive a hard bargain, but okay." Roan stepped around the small bar and took a seat on a stool, watching Seg work. "So, any news on when your mother's comin' down?"

Seg met his eyes. "She gets here Wednesday, the twenty-fifth. She'll be here until the fourth of February."

Roan nodded. He wasn't sure he could go that long without seeing Seg. However, it seemed incredibly selfish to mention that.

"Why the frown? I haven't made them yet," Seg stated, nodding toward the bowl of batter.

Forcing a smile, Roan lifted his head. "Not frowning."

"Scared to meet my mother?"

Okay, now he really was frowning. "You want me to meet your mother?"

"I would, yes." Seg stared into his eyes, holding his gaze. "Unless you have something against that."

"No," Roan blurted. Surprisingly, he really didn't.

"I'm planning to sit down and talk to her. If all goes well, which I have no reason to believe it won't, I'd like to introduce her to you and Liam."

Now it felt as though they were moving a little too fast. Roan fought the urge to panic.

"Settle down," Seg said, his voice soft. He was standing directly beside Roan, his hand instantly going under his chin, forcing Roan to look up at him. "I'm not asking for more than you can give. If this isn't the right time, say so."