When they reached his bed, Seg fully intended to take control, but Roan clearly had other ideas. Seg wound up on his back, Roan straddling his hips, their jeans still on.
"I need to taste you," Roan informed him. "All of you."
Seg nodded. Like he was going to say no?
Roan grinned, then backed his way off the bed. Within seconds, Seg discarded his shoes, then his jeans, socks following close behind. He propped his hands behind his head, watching as Roan stripped down to beautiful bare skin.
Lube and condoms appeared beside them, but Seg was so caught up in the way Roan's mouth engulfed his dick that he hardly noticed. A desperate groan escaped him as he grabbed for Roan's hair, pulling him onto his cock.
"Fuck," he hissed. "So damn good, Roan. Your mouth … "
Seg's head fell back, his body tense as the pleasure consumed him from his scalp to his toes.
When Roan's mouth descended lower, drawing Seg's balls into his mouth, his abs contracted painfully.
"If you're not careful, I'm going to come from your mouth alone."
Roan chuckled, but he didn't stop the sensual assault. In fact, he took it a step further, pushing Seg's legs up and back, his knees close to his chest.
"Son of a … " Seg growled when Roan's tongue pierced his anus.
He'd never in his life felt anything as good as that. He had no idea why it felt so fucking good, but shit … Seg was lost, his body floating on the sensations ripping through him.
Roan's tongue was replaced by one finger, then another.
"Want more," Seg panted. "Need more." He lifted his head to make eye contact with Roan. When those golden eyes met his, he added, "Now."
"Turn over," Roan insisted, reaching for the lube and condoms.
Seg twisted his body, turning over onto his stomach.
"On your knees," Roan instructed.
Seg did as he was told.
A minute later, Roan pushed inside him. The initial pain quickly dissipated, long forgotten when Roan's hands curled over Seg's shoulders, pulling him back as he slammed into him.
"I need you, Colton," Roan said on a tortured groan.
"You have me."
"All of you," he added, pumping his hips, filling Seg completely.
Roan jerked him backward, his hips slamming into him. Seconds turned to minutes as the pleasure stole his thoughts, his words. Seg gave himself over to Roan, allowing the man to fuck him hard. He could sense the need in Roan. This was different than any other time. For the first time, Seg realized he didn't need sweet and gentle to feel all that Roan was feeling. He liked that he drove the man to lose control.
"Fuck … Colton … I can't get enough."
Seg pushed back against the intrusion, adding to the intense friction, driving Roan deeper.
"I'll never get enough."
Roan's teeth sank into his shoulder and Seg lost it. All control disappeared as he came in a rush, taken completely off guard by the intensity.
"Fuck … fuck … fu-u-uck," he roared as he came.
His release must have triggered Roan's, because the next thing Seg knew, he was flat on his stomach, Roan's body covering his. Roan's fingers linked with his and they remained just like that for …
Seg didn't even know.
And he honestly didn't care.
Thirty-Two
"MY DAD INVITED ME TO dinner tomorrow night," Roan whispered in the dark.
After their intense bout of sex earlier, they'd followed it with a long, relaxing shower where Seg had driven Roan clean out of his mind with his fingers, after he'd gone full-throttle with his tongue. Yes, Roan had enjoyed the hell out of that, and he'd made sure Seg knew it. Roan liked that Seg figured out Roan's weaknesses all on his own. And the man was getting damn good at stroking his prostate just the right way to make him lose it.
Once Seg had brought him to the pinnacle of release for the second time, Seg had fucked him slow and easy, right there against the slick tile.
At that point, Roan could hardly walk, so it was a wonder he'd even made it to the bed. But here they were, practically wrapped around one another, lying together in the dark.
"How's that situation going?" Seg inquired. "With your dad?"
Roan shrugged, his shoulder bumping Seg's because Roan was lying with his head in the crook of Seg's arm. "We haven't talked much. I told him I was disappointed that he'd come over and expected to take Liam while I wasn't there."
When Milly had informed Roan about the conversation she'd had with Daniel and Lydia, Roan had nearly lost his mind. He had no idea what was going through their heads or why they were hell-bent on interfering with a good thing.
"How do you think it'll go at dinner?"
"I don't know." Roan lifted his head, peering at Seg in the dark. "I'd like you to go with us."