Chapter Nine

“Hawk!”

Sky crying his name spun him from the door and he couldn’t have stopped his stalk back to the slender blond man to save his fucking life. Sky met him halfway, launching into his arms, and Hawk dipped his head to take the man’s delectable lips. Instead of the brief kiss he’d been planning, Sky latched onto him, wrapping his arms around his neck, fingers slipping into his hair, and then Hawk cupped Sky’s ass and lifted. The man wrapped those long legs around his waist and Hawk was a fucking goner.

He tossed Sky onto the bed and tore off his clothes, all except his briefs, and his weapon was placed on the table next to the bed because that was ingrained in him. Then slowly and methodically, he peeled off the shirt and swim trunks that covered Sky. The man’s wet hair fell in waves on the pillow, his lips swollen from his kisses.

God help him, he wanted a taste of Sky’s body. With his hands braced on either side of the man’s head, Hawk lowered himself down, settling their groins together—Sky’s bare and his still covered by briefs.

Hawk paused like that, drinking in the vision beneath him before he dipped down to take that waiting mouth. Grinding his hips, he ground his dick against Sky, wringing a gasp from lush lips. The blue faded to small rings in those incredible colored eyes when Sky’s pupils blew and expanded. Hawk wasn’t still, but rather, he slipped back, curling his fingers into his briefs and tugging them over his cock, down his hips, and off his legs before crawling back over him.

“Get the lube.”

“You got lube?” Sky’s eyes went wide and Hawk gave the man a sheepish smirk.

“And condoms.” Hawk jerked his head toward the duffle by the door and Sky was leaping off and back in a matter of moments with both in hand.

“Thought you’d get lucky?”

“I was hopeful.”

“When did you buy them?”

“A month ago,” Hawk grumbled and settled his hands on Sky’s hips.

The wicked smile sent his cock pulsing and then Hawk hissed when Sky rolled a condom down his dick—the touch of the man’s fingers teasing. Dumping lube into his palm, Sky slathered up his cock, teasing the head before reaching between his own legs and greasing himself.

“Wait,” Hawk groaned when Sky lifted up to place the tip of his cock at between his ass cheeks.

“No,” Sky moaned, rocking back and forth, taking the tip of his covered cock into his body, and fuck if Hawk wasn’t on board with that.

Gripping those slim hips, he guided Sky’s gyrating body down.

The breath left Sky’s mouth with a whoosh and then he leaned over and touched their lips in a move so god damned sexy, Hawk thought his head was going to explode. Sky’s mouth teased his lips, eluding him, then came back and sucked at his lips, biting at them before swirling his tongue into his mouth. Hawk growled and sucked on the Sky’s tongue just as his ass closed tightly around his dick. Every tight, hot inch of his cock was engulfed.

Rolling them, Hawk placed Sky beneath him and dislodged his cock. Sky whined, pretty pink lips pouted, and Hawk slipped his hand beneath the man’s thighs and lifted those long legs to wrap around his hips. He repositioned his cock and slid inside in one long, slow push.

Sky’s back arched and a long moaning sound left the slender man’s throat. Hawk reached between them and closed his hand around Sky’s cock, stroking him from base to tip and back again. All the while, he eased his dick in and out of Sky’s body.

“Oh fuck,” Sky groaned, curling forward to slip his hands down Hawk’s chest, toying at his nipples before raking his short nails through the smattering of hair on Hawk’s chest.

Sky’s channel gripped him hard like a hot fist. Hawk tossed his head back and clenched his teeth, but it was no good. Sky undulated beneath him and Hawk growled out his orgasm, pumping the condom full. Sky made a high-pitched wailing sound in the back of his throat and hot come spilled over Hawk’s fingers and onto the younger man’s stomach.

He squeezed and twisted his hand down Sky’s cock until he was spent and collapsed on the bed. Leaning over, he caught himself on his hands on either side of the blond’s head and leaned down to take ownership of Sky’s mouth even though he shouldn’t.

Sky matched him in heat and pressure in the kiss and after long moments, Hawk snapped his head back, panting. He dropped down on top of Sky with every intention of moving, but the man’s arms wrapped around him and held him tight.

When Sky’s embrace went lax, Hawk rolled and dropped to his back on the bed. He lay looking up at the ceiling for several long minutes before he rolled his head to the side to gaze at Sky’s stunning profile. Long lashes swept down and then up—Sky wasn’t sleeping and Hawk had an insane thought of asking him what he was thinking.

Shit like that opened up a whole can of worms and Hawk wasn’t positive he wanted to hear the thoughts going through Sky’s head at the moment.

Without looking over, Sky reached down and placed a hand over the back of his and slipped his fingers over his. Ignoring the blistering sense of caution going on inside, Hawk turned his hand over, relinked their fingers, and squeezed. In another moment, Sky rolled toward him. Hawk did the same, pulling his slender body against his. They fit perfectly together and when Sky slipped one sleek thigh over his, Hawk pushed one thick thigh between Sky’s. He tucked the blond head of curls beneath his chin and he held him like that, surrounded by sunshine.

It wasn’t until several hours later that Sky woke up to find Hawk sitting on the edge of the bed. The assassin was wearing his gear again, including shoes, with that damned holster with the gun inside. He fought to stem any signs of tears, but wasn’t sure he managed it when Hawk, sensing him awake, turned his head and met his eyes.

“Take me with you.”

“No.”

Sky huffed out a breath, then plucked at the bedspread as bitterness curled into his stomach.

“Yeah, I imagine you’ve been running your whole life from commitment,” Sky said stiffly.

Hawk frowned and stood, although he didn’t approach. “People who meet under extreme circumstances don’t—”

“Save it.” He cut Hawk off. They stared at each other for several long moments before Hawk stood and slowly made his way to the door. Once there, the man stopped and turned once more. After a long, fiery once-over, Hawk turned back to the door.

There was no way in hell he could stop Hawk from leaving and he really didn’t want to stop someone who didn’t want to be with him.

“How will I know it’s done?” he asked quietly when Hawk’s hand landed on the door handle. The man was facing the door and Sky heard a heavy sigh and then saw Hawk’s shoulders square.

“I’ll send word.”

And with that, Hawk was gone and Sky was left feeling as if his life would never be the same.

Where did he go from here?