The River Leith (26 page)

Zach stroked a hand down Leith’s thigh and whispered, “There now. A little more. Breathe. You’re doing great. Leith, you feel so good.”

Leith whimpered as Zach slid in deeper. It was intense, and it hurt, and yet it was somehow good. Leith’s ass gripped and released Zach’s cock in fluttering, involuntary spasms with every inch that Zach pushed in. Leith felt a flush rising up his body. His nipples tingled and he felt a strong urge to pinch them.

The sensations were overwhelming, and when Zach cocked his hips and thrust a little, Leith’s entire body clenched and released with shock and pleasure, and he made a noise he’d never heard himself make before.

His own hands running over his chest and touching his nipples seemed to help ground him, and he held onto them as Zach pushed in with small, crazy-making thrusts. Leith squeezed his nipples when he felt the scratch of Zach’s pubic hair against his ass and Zach’s hard, thick length deep inside him.

The burn in his ass was offset by the look on Zach’s face
—
pupils blown, and an expression of tender control.
Incredible
. Leith felt safe there with Zach’s cock in his ass, somehow taken care of in a way he’d never known, and he relaxed, feeling Zach slide in the tiniest bit deeper.

“That’s it, Leith,” Zach whispered. “Just like that.”

Leith squeezed his nipples again as Zach began to move, and he rolled his hips to meet Zach’s thrusts. He froze as he was captured in insane pleasure, his mouth dropping open and a desperate sound coming from his throat. He knew he must have felt that breathtaking pleasure before, but he couldn’t
remember
ever feeling anything like it. Hee whimpered, wanting to feel it again. Zach’s smile was soft and a little amused, but he thrust harder, and Leith shuddered as Zach hit against his prostate again.

“Do you like that?” Zach asked.

Leith could see by his expression that Zach knew he did, so he didn’t answer, his eyes closing on Zach’s next thrust. He might have left his body it was so good. He was lost in a rhythm of intense pleasure that left him shaking and nonverbal, grunts and moans coming endlessly from his open mouth.

He could barely catch his breath between the small, shivery, beautiful waves of intense bliss that consumed his entire body, like small orgasms that he was riding. It went on and on for what felt like hours, but at the same time only minutes, and he was utterly lost in it.

Zach’s voice reached him from miles away with sweet words of affection. Leith wanted to show Zach the same amount of glorious ecstasy he was experiencing, but the feelings were just too much, and he clenched his nipples, seeking some grounding. But it only brought another small orgasmic wave, and he felt it rising, cresting, drawing out larger and larger, and he couldn’t breathe. He was aching and wanting, and his cock felt so hard that it almost hurt.

He reached for it with one hand, and Zach met him there, pushing his hand away and taking Leith’s cock in fast jerks that matched the rhythm of his hips. Leith didn’t know if he could handle it. He was coming apart, and yet it was too good to want it to stop.

If he could speak he would have begged, but nothing came out of his mouth but wordless whimpers and grunts, and he realized he was lifting his hips to meet Zach, begging with his body. He pressed the heels of his palms against his eyes, trying not to explode with pleasure.

Then it happened without warning, He felt it first in his ass, and then his stomach, and then it rolled through his entire body, He jerked and shot a load of come so hard he felt the heat of it hit his own face, and he was swallowed in an orgasm like he’d never experienced before. Consuming and almost endless it held him in its grip.

As Zach lay on his chest, gasping and shuddering through his own orgasm, Leith ebbed out of the immense pleasure slowly, still whimpering. He wrapped Zach in his arms. Nothing compared to this. Not thousands of suns, a monsoon-swollen river, or even the unobservable universe.

It felt amazing to spar again.

He hadn’t regained the strength he’d had before his injury, but while his reflexes were slower, his punches were still solid enough, and when he connected one to Marvin’s chin, he leapt into the air. Leith wished Zach was there to see it.

Marvin rubbed his glove over his jaw. “You haven’t lost it all, my friend. Good one. I think I need a break.”

Leith grinned and used his teeth to rip off his glove after spitting out his mouth guard. “Thanks. It’s awesome to be in the ring again. It’s been a long time.”

Marvin clapped Leith’s shoulder with his taped hand. “You’ve still got it in you. You’ll make a comeback yet.”

Leith chuckled and shook his head, but he was hopeful as he headed for the showers. He stripped down and turned on the water, dunking his head under the stream and feeling the soothing coolness rush over him before the hot kicked in.

He remembered the day before with Zach. His ass still felt tender, and he’d been aware of it even when he was boxing. Being fucked had been amazing. He didn’t even know how to process how much he’d liked it. It made him smile, and it made him break out in chills. It made him feel incredibly loved.

Thinking about the difference between how he felt when he was doing it to Zach and how he’d felt when Zach was doing it to him, he couldn’t decide which emotion was sweeter. He loved feeling like he was protecting Zach, taking care of him, and he loved the sensation of Zach’s ass around his cock. But he loved the way it felt to be fucked, which surprised and aroused him. He loved feeling safe enough to let Zach take care of him that way.

Leith realized that his dick was reacting to his thoughts, and he looked around, hoping that no one had noticed. He turned the water to cold, dousing his lust. Marian had told him how hard won his acceptance had been here, and he didn’t want anyone to imagine he was getting turned on in the showers by any of them.

He toweled off quickly, eager to get back to Blue Flight to tell Zach how he’d done. He closed his eyes and imagined the smile Zach had given the old Leith in the photo in the paper. He hoped Zach looked something like that when he told him about the blow he’d landed on Marvin.