Page 19 of The Long Way Found

"You good?" Jack asked, his hands gripping Luke's hips as his thumb traced a mole below the waistline.

"Yeah. Give me a second."

Luke took a breath and sank the rest of the way down. He sat there for a moment, adjusting, feeling Jack deep inside him. Their eyes locked.

"Hi," Luke said softly.

Jack's thumb traced the mole below Luke's waistline. "Hi."

They were as physically connected as two people could be. The intimacy resonated—Luke above him, Jack deep inside.

"I thought about this," Luke said. "So many times."

"Me too."

"Yeah?"

“God, yes.”

Luke leaned down and kissed him—slow, deep, saturating Jack in pleasure that spread from his mouth, chest, and cock throughout, to his fingers and toes, even.

"We've got time now," Luke said, pressing his mouth against Jack’s, reaching a hand back to squeeze Jack’s balls pressed against his cheeks. “You’re all the way in me.”

"God," Jack said, hands on Luke's thighs. "You feel incredible."

Luke rocked against him slowly at first, finding the rhythm, then faster as sensation took over. He leaned forward, hands on Jack's chest, inner muscles working around Jack’s cock as he rode him.

Jack watched him take what he wanted while giving Jack everything. The past, present, and future all blurred together in front of him now, before his attention was consumed by the intense sensations Luke was giving his cock.

"Christ," Jack breathed. "You're killing me."

Luke smiled and leaned down to kiss him—mouth open and messy, their bodies moving together now, faster, harder.

Jack started thrusting up to meet him, no longer as worried about losing control. If he came too soon, he’d simply have to fuck Luke again. And again.

Nothing mattered right now except that he get as high up inside Luke as possible.

Jack didn't want to slow down long enough to think about what they were doing and what it might mean. The heat, the intensity, the bumping together … it was all so overwhelming. He couldn’t think and didn’t want to speak.

Luke shifted, finding the angle that made him gasp, then bouncing and grinding on it to get him close. Jack recognized the look and wanted to delay his own release to follow Luke’s.

He flipped Luke onto his back and drove into him even deeper.

Luke's legs rose, then his heels were digging into Jack's lower back, urging him on.

Jack's eyes found Luke's. Luke was wrecked—head thrashing, mouth open.

"Close," Jack grunted.

"Yes. Fuck, yes… "

Jack felt it when Luke came between them, gasping as his body tightened and he cried out. Jack drove in one last time, holding still as he fired over and over until, finally, he was spent.

They collapsed together, breathing hard.

"That was spectacular," Jack said after a moment.

Luke propped himself up on one elbow and looked down at him. "Better than the back of your truck?"