Max sucked in a breath through the kiss and tried to keep from falling over. Grady’s mouth devoured him in a way he’d never experienced before. None of their earlier kisses were this frantic, needy, consuming. His head spun from the lack of oxygen and overwhelming desire.
The connection between them had been there from the day Grady had come to apologize for his drunken stupor. That tickle of lust Max had shoved way down deep, knowing that absolutely no good would come of it.
Too bad his cock had other ideas.
Grady raked his nails down Max’s back, removing what little resistance he had tried to muster. Taking Grady’s head in his hands, Max deepened the kiss as he walked him backward toward the bed. There was no denying that this was going to happen, and it would be glorious.
The mattress didn’t stop Max from moving forward, even as Grady went from standing to sitting to lying back. The kiss continued as Max pressed him into the comforter; they moved as one, shifting back until they were in the middle of the bed.
Grady’s clothing rubbed against Max’s skin, soft cotton against his chest and expensive dress pants against his cock. The entire thing had a sordid feel, forbidden. Grady grew desperate beneath him, writhing as his hands clawed at Max’s back and sides.
“Want you,” Grady managed to get out between kisses. “Want you to fuck me.”
Max groaned and let his forehead drop to Grady’s shoulder. “Condom?”
“Yeah. Lots. In my bag.”
He didn’t want to break the contact, not even to get the essentials, but Max was nothing if not practical. Their time alone would be short-lived, meaning this would be a hard, fast fuck. With effort, he pushed himself away and strode over to Grady’s suitcase.
“They’re in my shaving kit. Should be a box of them.”
“Looking to get lucky?”
“I was in Toronto for a good time. Always need to be prepared.”
The box was exactly where Grady had said it would be, making things fast and easy. Taking a strip and the bottle of lube nestled beside it, Max strode back to the bed as Grady pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the floor. “Stop.”
Grady froze, his hands hovering above his crotch. “What?”
Tossing the condoms and lube on the bed, Max got between Grady’s legs, batting his hands away. “Lie back.”
Grady didn’t argue, instead smiling as he pillowed his hands behind his head. “Have at me.”
Cocky, arrogant bastard. Max yanked open Grady’s dress pants and reached in to pull his cock free. His shaft was long, but not as thick as Max’s. Big enough to do the job and to ensure everyone had a good time. Grady started to roll over, but Max stopped him.
Grady frowned. “On my back?”
Yes, that was exactly what Max wanted—face-to-face, a chance to look his partner in the eye so he knew what emotions flitted across his face.
Bad idea, dude.
Instead, Max patted Grady’s hip. “You just seemed to be in such a hurry. Take your pants off.”
He wasn’t going to give Grady a full-on blowjob, but there was no reason not to say hello for a moment. Leaning down, Max sucked the cockhead into his mouth, teasing the tip with his tongue. The scent of arousal and heady male musk rolled over him, dragging a groan from Max and encouraging him to double his efforts.
“Shit.” Grady scratched his fingers along Max’s scalp. “You’re too fucking good at that.”
Max hummed around his cock before pulling off. “I don’t know you well enough to keep going.”
“I don’t have anything.” Grady had a cute look of desperation in his eyes.
“Said every player on the planet more than once.” Max might not be perfect, but his health was something he didn’t screw around with. “Roll over and I’ll make it up to you.”
It wasn’t a hardship to watch a naked, fit Grady turn around and get up onto his hands and knees in front of him. The muscles in the backs of his thighs, his arms, his back, all rippled and shifted with the coordinated effort. Tanned skin covering a long, sexy body, far too tempting for Max to resist.
Before Grady could stop moving, Max had his hands on Grady’s ass cheeks, kneading and massaging those two glorious globes. A moan and a sigh escaped Grady, as he let gravity take hold and his head dipped toward the mattress.
Max had never been much of a talker in bed, far preferring to let his actions speak for him. Grabbing the bottle, he flicked the cap open with his thumb, then squirted a generous amount of lube onto his finger and Grady’s hole. Gently, he worked both the lube and his finger in, coaxing the muscles to relax enough that they’d both be able to have a good time. He knew everything was ready when Grady started pushing his body back against Max’s hand, moaning softly on each thrust.
His long-neglected cock was a throbbing, leaking mess between his legs. Max was shocked by how badly his hands were shaking, making the process of opening the condom package far more challenging than it needed to be.
Fuck it.
He tore into the packet with his teeth and rolled it down his shaft as quickly as he could manage. “Let me know if there’s a problem.”
“Only issue we’ll have is if you don’t hurry the fuck up.”
Yeah, he liked it when his partners were hot and impatient. Max lined himself up and slowly eased his way into Grady’s waiting body.
Warm, tight muscles embraced him. A shiver tore through Max as he adjusted his thrust—shallow at first, then deeper, harder—until Grady was moaning in time with him. God, it had been far too long since he’d been with someone, let alone a man who was as wild and passionate as Grady.
Max knew he wasn’t going to last long, knew they didn’t have time at any rate, but wanted to make sure that Grady came first. “Jerk off while I fuck you.”
Groaning, Grady lowered his shoulders to the bed as he reached between his legs to comply. The change in angle was nearly enough to push Max to completion, but he managed to hold on. Grady’s motions started counter to Max’s thrusts, but they quickly fell into a rhythm that brought them both to the edge. Grady’s body trembled beneath him, muscles twitching in a familiar way that told Max he was close.
“Come on.” Max tightened his grip, fingers digging into flesh. “Come on.”
Grady’s body shook a moment before his muscles clenched around Max’s cock and a loud groan exploded from him. That was all it took. Max let his head fall back as he slammed into Grady hard and fast. The first burst of his orgasm spiked through his body. Pleasure made him stupid, unstoppable, and with each consecutive wave he grew addicted.
Finally, as quickly as the pleasure burst forward, it faded, leaving Max a quivering mass. Carefully, but far faster than he would have liked, he pulled himself from Grady and they both collapsed onto the mattress.
With his eyes closed, Max could only hear Grady as he moved and eventually chuckled. “So that happened.”
“Mm-hmm.”
“I might like this whole fake engagement if that’s a perk on the table.”
Max cracked an eye open, only to be greeted with a smirk from Grady. “Don’t get too used to it. In eleven days, I’m back in Toronto.”
“I know. But, until then, there’s no reason why we can’t have a bit of fun. Right?”
There were many reasons. Max didn’t do casual, he didn’t do hookups, and he certainly didn’t have sex as a way to pass the time. He did none of those things, and yet he knew that this wouldn’t be the last time he’d slide into Grady.
Leaning back, he closed his eyes again and hoped he wasn’t smirking too. “We’ll see.”