Touch Me

Steve Hammond folds his shirts with grim reluctance, stuffing them into the suitcase. The door creaks open. Troy MacKenzie slips in, his wayward heart pulling him back. He steps close, presses his cheek against the warm hollow between Steve's shoulder blades, and snakes his arms around his lover's waist. 'Please don't leave, Steve. Please don't,' Troy whispers, his voice cracking as he lifts the framed photo from the dresser and sets it right again. Steve spins, eyes fierce, and shoves Troy onto the bed. He pins him there, wrists caught above his head. 'I love you,' Steve growls, the words a vow etched in fire. Troy's sobs break free, but he buries them in Steve's kiss, clinging tight. 'Never again,' he murmurs, pledging fidelity with every breath. Their bodies fuse, slick and urgent, in a blaze of passion that rockets them past ecstasy's edge. Nerves scream with pounding throbs straight to their aching cocks. They give everything—thrusting, yielding—each desperate to shatter the other with pleasure. Finally, they spill, hot streams of release sealing their reunion.