Page 52 of Love at First Rep

“I need you inside me,” Rafe said against Garrett’s lips, drawing a groan from Garrett.

The adrenaline pulsed inside Garrett. He wished they could have done this twenty years ago after a mission. That would have been a little difficult since they usually shared bunk space with at least a half dozen other people.

Nothing would stop them now.

“Race you upstairs,” Garrett murmured, and Rafe stilled, gazing into Garrett’s eyes with a twinkle of amusement.

Rafe’s smile blinded Garrett as they took off for the stairway, both of them fighting each other to reach the bedroom first while removing the rest of their clothing.

By the time they blew into Garrett’s room, the two of them were laughing.

A while ago, on one of the few occasions Tobias had opened up to Garrett, they’d discussed the post-game adrenaline surge he got as an NHL hockey player. Apparently, it was a lot like how he felt after taking down a criminal or closing a case, but he’d never been able to experience it with anyone.

Now he understood the thrill of using that adrenaline to race toward an orgasm. The fact he could share this with Rafe made it all the sweeter.

They tumbled onto his mattress, becoming so tangled that Garrett couldn’t differentiate Rafe’s limbs from his own.

They wrestled until Garrett got the upperhand, his body pinning Rafe to the bed. Rafe’s hands roamed all over his body as Garrett reached over to pull lube and a condom off his nightstand. He’d never put them away in the first place. Why bother? He made a mental note to store some downstairs too from now on.

Rafe’s hands slid to Garrett’s ass, kneading the muscles in a way that made Garrett moan.

When his eyes met Rafe’s, Rafe was biting his lip, ecstasy in his stare.

“Fuck, your ass is even better than I thought.”

“Wait until it’s your turn to get inside me.”

Garrett kissed away Rafe’s answering moan and opened the lube, spreading some between his fingers, warming it a bit before kissing his way down Rafe’s neck and chest. But Rafe stopped him.

“No, stay up here,” he breathed. “If you go down there I’ll finish before you even get inside me.”

Garrett smirked. “You don’t think I could make you come again?”

“Holy shit,” Rafe whispered, worship in his voice. “I think you could do anything.”

Garrett peppered soft kisses on Rafe’s chest and stomach, then detoured down his thigh. Garrett pushed at his leg until Rafe opened up to him, his slick fingers sliding along Rafe’s crease until they reached exactly where he wanted them.

Garrett’s eyes stayed on Rafe’s as he licked along the underside of his cock, both of them moaning in response.

As Garrett inserted a finger, he engulfed Rafe’s dick until it met the back of his throat, adding finger after finger as he worked Rafe’s cock over like an ice cream cone in August. Before long, the pumping of Garrett’s fingers matched the rhythm of his head as it bobbed over Rafe.

“Shit, shit, shit, I’m gonna—”

Rafe couldn’t finish the sentence as Garrett hit that bundle of nerves inside him over and over again until he came down Garrett’s throat, Rafe’s shouts filling the room.

Garrett didn’t slow his fingers as they scissored inside Rafe, working him open as he eked out every bit of Rafe’s orgasm. Rafe had barely caught his breath when Garrett pulled back, sitting on his heels as he ripped open the condom packet and slid it on his length. Rafe gazed at him with wonder and lust. Garrett wanted to feast upon that gaze for the rest of his life.

Garrett reached for the lube bottle again and spread some along his sheathed cock. He couldn’t help his smile as he climbed on top of Rafe, kissing his way up Rafe’s body and leaving goosebumps in his wake.

When their mouths met, a sense of completeness warmed Garrett’s body. He wanted to take that feeling and wrap it up tight so he’d never lose it.

As their mouths danced against each other, a surge of happiness joined that completeness.

Rafe pulled away and gazed at him with amusement.

“I love seeing that smile on you. It’s so fucking beautiful.”

That did it. Garrett was a goner when it came to Rafe. He didn’t care what happened with the rest of this case. No matter what, Garrett would fight with his last breath to make Rafe his.