Chapter 14

Elijah wiggled. “It’s all right, Kirk. I’m ready.”

“You sure?”

“Yes.” He tightened around Kirk’s fingers.

“Ah, God.” He withdrew his fingers and reached for the condom. Tearing open the foil packet, he sheathed his cock in mere seconds.

Kirk rose above Elijah, careful to position himself so as not to jostle his injured leg. He pushed in, gasping when the man’s tight ass closed around him.

Fuck, Elijah was almost impossibly tight.

He pushed past the tight ring of muscle until his cock thrust all the way inside. “All right?”

“Uh-huh.”

Kirk decided that was Elijah’s way of saying conversation was over, so he began to pump the man’s ass, slowly at first, then picking up the pace when Elijah’s little whimpers became his undoing. Elijah rose a little, thrusting back, meeting his own powerful thrusts.

“Ah, damn, Elijah, can’t—”

His release slammed through him and he pumped through it before collapsing partially on Elijah, avoiding the leg brace.