Equation for Love by Sutherland, Fae (13 ebook reader TXT) 📗

Mmm, open mouth.

"Openthe door, Skye. I know you're inthere."

Another few heartbeats and the door cracked open, safety chain still on as Skye peered out at him. Liamlifted his brows.

"This is not the 'open' I meant, myown."

Skye narrowed his eyes impudently. "Well, if I just flung the door open, I have a pretty good idea what would happenand, since I'mnot sure I'mevenspeaking to you right now, you get the safety chain." He licked his lips. "What do youwant?"

Oh, what a loaded question.

Liamleaned closer, and even with the door and the chain between them, Skye's breath quickened. "I want youto let me in. Openthe door, Skye, now."

Skye hesitated, then pursed his lips and shut the door. The chain rattled briefly and a second later, the door opened, Skye peering at him with a mixture of uncertainty and obvious annoyance. Oh, he was peeved, for sure. And beinga brat about it, too.

Had Skye forgotten how much Liam liked a bratty

sub?He swept inside and caught Skye around the waist

as he did, kicking the door shut. Skye's eyes widened and he brought his hands up against Liam's chest, as if he was going to shove at him, but instead just rested themthere, staringinto Liam's eyes.

"You didn't come. You didn't call." The hurt in his voice was blatant, and guilt wrenched Liam's stomach

tight."I know." He bent his head and nuzzled Skye's

mouth, breathfanningacross his parted, beautifullips. "I was an asshole. Say you forgive me, my own," he whispered, tongue slipping out to touch Skye's lower lip. "Sayyou're stillmine."

Skye trembled, the stiffness seeming to flow right out ofhimand he sagged between Liamand the wall. "I forgive you,"he breathed.

Liam smiled, triumph rushing through him, and he pressed closer, his knee nudgingbetweenSkye's thighs. "And?"

"And I'mstill yours..." Skye let out a rush of breath and wrapped his arms around Liam abruptly, breathing harder. "OhGod, I thought..."

Liamshook his head, reaching up to press his hand against Skye's mouth. "Whatever it was, you were wrong. So was I."Liamdecided in right then that loving Skye wasn't a crime he had to avoid. He could love him--only if he was willing to let himgo. He just had to love him and let him go when the time came. Until then...untilthen, Skye was allhis.

Liam was determined to love him so fucking good that when he was old and someone asked about the first man who'd ever loved him, Skye would go all wistfuland soft-eyed and think ofLiam.

But loving himwasn't all Liamhad to do. He had a job to do as well. He smiled as he slid his hand from Skye's mouth up into his hair. "Since we've missed your last lesson, I thought maybe a little home study would be inorder. Are youup for it, myown?"

Skye nodded, breath quickening. "Definitely. What...what lessonis this, Sir?"

Liam tilted his head, brows knitting as he thought about it, then chuckled. "I think I've lost count again. But either way, I assure you it's a very important lesson."

Skye laughed, dark eyes no longer wary or hurt, but lit up and warm with arousal. "I'm sure it is. By all means, Sir, your pupilis eager to learn."

"Well, first things first...you're special, Skye. And if a guy ever stands you up again, and if you decide he's worth a second chance, make sure he makes it up to youina bigwayfor beingsucha jerk."

Skye grinned, eyes dancing with mischief. "Does this meanyou're goingto do proper penance, Sir?"

After the last two days ofstruggling with what to do and emotions he didn't want to feel, Liam would welcome absolution. He nipped Skye's lower lip gently, brows lifting as their eyes met. "What sort of penance do youthink is appropriate, myown?"

Skye leaned his head back against the wall, arching against Liam. "I don't know. Shouldn't it involve you beingonyour knees, though?"

Under normal circumstances, Liam would balk at the idea of going to his knees for a sub. For anyone. But Skye wasn't just anyone, and there were allsorts of beautiful, favorite parts of his lover available at that level. Which was, he thought, exactly what Skye was

after."Hmm, you're right. It probably should," he

murmured, and began kissing his way down. His hands slipped down along Skye's sides, then back up, shoving his shirt out of the way to bare pale, flawless skin that was warm and sensitive beneath Liam's lips. When his lips brushed along the waistband of Skye's pajama pants, Liam settled on his knees, hands splayed on Skye's hips. He glanced up at the young man, lifting one brow. "You were very right, my own. This is where I want to be right now."

Before Skye could respond, Liam pressed a hot, open-mouthed kiss against the hard ridge of Skye's cock through his pants, and he let out a shuddery halfcry, hands sinkinginto Liam's hair.

"OhmyGod..."

Liam scraped his teeth against the cotton-covered

ridge and glanced up at him. "That's right, my own...exactly what I want to be to you." His god, his world, his breath. Even if it was temporary. Maybe especiallybecause it was temporary.

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Skye didn't think he had any choice in the matter. Liam was rapidly becoming all-consuming. It was frightening, but exhilarating at the same time. He'd longed for something special, something romantic and wild and sexy...which was what he'd gotten. It wasn't logical in the least, but Skye was starting to see there was far more to the world than only what was logical and easily understood. He didn't understand Liam or the way Liam made him feel, but that was okay. He didn't feel the need to pull it all apart and examine it to figure out how it worked. And that was just as new as allthe emotions and needs and new thoughts inside him.

Oh God, the heat and dampness of Liam's mouth through his pants.