Confessions (5 page)

leaving Cattle Val ey, Priest had pushed through his

daydreams to the reality he lived on a daily basis. No room,

he’d continual y reminded himself.

He continued to stare at the photograph until he made

up his mind to give himself the chance to live a normal life,

even for a few days. After shoving the picture back into his

pocket, Priest got out of the truck and darted from yard to

yard until he arrived at Luke’s back door. He scanned the

area before knocking.

Several moments later, the door opened. Dressed

only in a pair of boy shorts, Luke looked surprised. “I left the

front porch light on for you.”

Luke’s body resembled a colourful canvas stretched

over a defined, leanly muscled body, and Priest was

determined to explore every line of ink. “I prefer using the

back door.” Reaching out, Priest circled one of Luke’s

nipples with the tip of his finger. “Mind if I come in?”

Luke shook his head and took several steps

backward. “As far as I’m concerned, you can use any

entrance you like.” He winked up at Priest.

“What about your boyfriend? Would he mind me

coming in your back door?” Priest flattened his hand as he

reached down to palm the erection trapped in Luke’s

underwear.

Luke’s Adam’s apple bobbed several times. “Lucky

for you, I don’t have a boyfriend.” He leant forward and

swiped Priest’s nipple through the thin material of the white

shirt with his tongue. The sensual lick ended with a gentle

bite before Luke drew back.

“Who’s the guy with his arm around you in the picture?

I also saw him sitting with you at O’Brien’s.”

“That’s Kenny, my best friend since I was a kid.” Luke

turned his attention to Priest’s other nipple, giving it the

same treatment.

Priest moved his hand around Luke’s hip to his ass.

He began to knead the cute little bubble butt as he held

Luke’s mouth in place with a grip to the back of his head.

Luke’s shoulder-length hair felt like strands of silk under his

hand.

When Luke began unzipping Priest’s jeans, Priest

decided it was time to move the party further into the house.

Using a handful of Luke’s hair for leverage, Priest tilted the

younger man’s head back. “Show me the bedroom.”

Luke licked his lips. “Can I get a kiss first?”

Priest shook his head. “I thought I made my feelings

on that subject perfectly clear last time I was in town.” Luke

already had some kind of unexplained hold on him. The last

thing he would do was move their relationship beyond

fucking.

“I’d hoped since you’ve come back for more you’d

changed your mind.” Luke took several steps back before

turning around.

As Priest watched Luke’s ass, he was reminded of

Luke’s injured knee. In a moment of possession, Priest

swept Luke off his feet and into his arms. He’d never felt the

need to pamper a lover, but he wasn’t wil ing to analyse his

actions just yet.

Luke didn’t protest Priest’s caveman-like actions.

Instead he settled comfortably into Priest’s arms. “The

bedroom’s at the end of the hal .”

Priest deposited Luke onto the centre of the mattress.

He turned on the smal bedside lamp before removing his

shirt. “How bad’s the knee?”

Luke shucked his underwear and tossed them to the

floor before answering. “Does it matter?” he asked,

spreading his legs. It was obvious from the sheen and ease

with which Luke slipped his fingers in and out of his hole

that he’d already prepared himself before Priest’s arrival.

The image of Luke pleasuring himself in anticipation for

Priest’s visit fuel ed Priest’s lust.

“Just wanted to know how gentle I need to be.” He

bent over and pushed two fingers deep into Luke’s hole.

“You’re a hot little fucker.”

After shoving his jeans and underwear to his knees,

Priest sat on the edge of the bed and went to work on his

boots.

“I can’t tel you how many nights I’ve laid right here with

my fingers up my ass thinking about you,” Luke confessed.

Priest could have told him he’d jacked off many times

to the memories of Luke’s tight ass, but he wasn’t the kind

of man to share his intimate thoughts. The moment the

boots were off, Luke squirmed his way onto Priest’s lap

with a condom in his hand. “In a hurry?”

“Something like that.” Luke straddled Priest’s knees

as he rol ed the condom down Priest’s cock. “I bought

extra-large rubbers in the hope I’d see you again.”

Something about the comment didn’t sit wel with

Priest. He’d never been predictable, so why had Luke

assumed he’d be back? Reaching for the bottle of lube on

the nightstand, Priest added slick to his fingers. As he tried

to work out why he was so bothered, he began to slide his

fingers in and out of Luke’s ass.

“Did I say something wrong?” Luke asked, riding

Priest’s hand.

“Why’d you think I’d be back?” Priest slipped his

fingers out of Luke and positioned the stretched hole over

his cock.

“Because you’ve got friends here,” Luke answered.

“Jessup and Brac are your friends, aren’t they?”

Priest slowly guided Luke down the length of his

erection. He ground his teeth together at the exquisite

squeeze of Luke’s inner wal s against his cock. For such a

smal man, Luke’s body accommodated Priest’s size better

than anyone ever had. Wel , except for Jessup, but since

Brac had come along, Priest wasn’t al owed to think of

Jessup as anything but a friend.

He decided not to comment on Luke’s remark about

returning to Cattle Val ey. The idea that Priest was

predictable was absurd. It had been a lucky guess on

Luke’s part, nothing more.

Once Luke was ful y seated, Priest wrapped his arms

around Luke’s waist and held him in place. It was as close

to a hug as Priest ever gave. The action didn’t arise out of

emotion, it was purely a selfish gesture. It had been nearly

three weeks since he’d fucked the twins and his control

was on a hair-trigger. The fact that Luke felt as if he was

being watched had nothing to do with it.

After several deep, calming breaths, Priest stood with

his cock stil buried deep inside Luke. Lifting Luke with him,

Priest turned around and laid them both on the bed. He

refused to look Luke in the eyes as he withdrew and

plunged back inside.

Priest fixated on a framed photograph on Luke’s

dresser. It depicted a mother and child, the boy—no doubt

Luke—had to have been around three or four. He continued

to stare at the picture as he began a punishing rhythm.

Luke’s cries of pleasure fil ed Priest’s ears, but not

once did he dare look down. There was something far too

intense about the moment for Priest’s comfort. After ten

minutes of rigorous fucking, he actual y considered

withdrawing from Luke’s welcoming hole. He tried to

picture someone else under him, anyone but the man who

had haunted his dreams lately.

Luke Hatcher is a diversion, nothing more, he told

himself over and over as he continued to fuck his way to

completion.

Luke’s short nails dug into Priest’s shoulder blades

as he tried to hang on. “I’m coming,” Luke announced, as

the first splash of heat shot onto Priest’s stomach.

In a moment of insanity, Priest glanced down. The

expression on Luke’s face said it al . Shit. Priest buried his

face against the comforter as he humped his way to climax.

He growled low and deep as he rode the crest of his

orgasm.

The moment he’d finished coming, Priest withdrew

his cock and moved to the edge of the bed. His hands

shook as he removed the fil ed condom and tied the end.

“You okay?” Luke asked, stil sprawled on the bed.

“I need to take a leak.” Priest rose and strode out of

the room and into the attached bathroom. After shutting the

door, he tossed the condom into the trashcan and sat on

the edge of the tub.

“Jump in the truck and get the hel out of town,” he

whispered the warning to himself.

“Come back to bed,” Luke cal ed from the bedroom.

Priest stood and turned on the sink faucet. He

splashed cold water onto his heated face and prayed the

feeling of panic would disappear before Luke decided to

come in after him. “I’l be out in a minute,” he said, staring at

his reflection.

“It was just a real y good fuck,” he told himself. “You

came here to get Luke out of your system. What else did

you expect?”

Not to see my future in his eyes, Priest’s inner

demon answered.

demon answered.

He wasn’t foolish enough to believe he’d fal en in love,

but he did know the craving for Luke’s body had only just

begun. Would a week be enough for him to tire of the

younger man? It had to be. Any longer and he’d run the risk

of drawing the agency’s attention to Luke should they find

him. The devil on his shoulder whispered they already had.

Opening the bathroom door, Priest crossed his arms

and leaned against the frame. Luke was under the covers,

smiling up at him. He flipped back the blanket, exposing his

nude body. “Are you coming back to bed?”

Priest couldn’t bring himself to leave, not yet anyway.

He went back into the bathroom and ran warm water over a

washcloth. Carrying it to bed, he sat on the edge and

slowly, methodical y began to clean Luke. He paid special

attention to the ass that had given him so much pleasure

only minutes earlier. “You have to work tomorrow?”

“Nope. You?”

Priest shook his head. “I have some research I have

to do, but nothing else.”

“You can use my computer,” Luke offered, stroking

Priest’s stomach with his palm.

“I might take you up on that.” He gestured towards the

picture he’d stared at earlier. “Your mom?”

Luke’s smile faded quickly. He nodded his head and

shrugged. “She died when I was a boy.”

That helped explain Luke’s sudden mood change.

“Sorry about that.” He tossed the washcloth onto the floor

and climbed under the covers. Although he’d be ready

again in thirty minutes or so, Priest knew if he kept Luke

again in thirty minutes or so, Priest knew if he kept Luke

talking about the past, he wouldn’t have time to think about

the future. “And your dad?”

“He was in the Navy aboard the USS Stark, stationed

in the Persian Gulf.”

Priest didn’t need to ask further questions. He was

stil in basic training when the Stark had taken missile fire

from an Iraqi jet fighter. More than thirty US sailors had died

as a result, evidently Luke’s father had been among them.

Priest studied Luke for several moments. He’d never

spoken to anyone about his childhood, not even Jessup,

but he felt the need to share a smal piece of himself.

“I was left outside a hospital when I was a couple

hours old, so I didn’t know either of my parents.” Priest had

started building wal s around his heart the moment he’d

realised he didn’t have what most kids took for granted.

The truth no longer had the ability to hurt him. “That’s okay,

though. I survived despite what they did.”

“It could’ve been worse,” Luke whispered.

Priest’s head snapped towards Luke. “What did you

just say?”

Luke sat up and looked down at Priest. “At least they

didn’t throw you into a dumpster or something. I mean, you

hear about shit like that al the time. I don’t know why your

mom did what she did, but if she’d wanted you dead, she

wouldn’t have left you outside a hospital.”

Priest had hoped talking about the past would be

safe, but he quickly changed his mind. Throwing the covers

back, he swung his legs off the side of the bed and sat up.

“I should go.”

“I should go.”

Luke launched himself at Priest, wrapping his arms

around the big man’s neck. “Please don’t. I’m sorry about

what I said. Sometimes I have diarrhoea of the mouth.

From now on tel me to shut up. Hel , we don’t even have to

talk if you don’t want to, but please stay.”

“No more questions.” Priest rol ed his eyes. Luke

hadn’t even asked him a question. He’d stupidly

volunteered the information.

Thankful y, Luke was man enough to let the comment

drop. “Wil you stay?”

Priest nodded and al owed Luke to lead him back

down to the mattress. Once they were under the blankets