stood.
Stop it, goddamnit!
Snapping out of his fantasy, Sirus’s heart slammed with fear as he looked for awareness in Grey. Grey went on, unaware, typing away on his keyboard, and Sirus slipped again, immediately imagining the damage those fingers could do in his ass.
Fuck . Sirus’s channel clenched, begging for attention, for a complete filling. His gaze drifted Grey’s way again, and he took a step forward, even as he knew this guy was so, so wrong for him. A picture of Paul flashed before Sirus’s eyes right then and stopped him dead in his tracks. Sandy blond hair and blue eyes seemed to look right into Sirus’s soul, suffocating him, forcing him to relive the last time he had taken a chance on someone that deep down he knew wasn’t right for him. Still, as Sirus stood there and experienced the brutal break-up again, his body ached for a man and he took another step closer to Grey.
No! That scream of denial woke Sirus up, resonating in his head. He turned, rushing to the door. I have to get out of this place .
Now.
Sirus threw open the door and a blast of wind and rain soaked his front before he took one step outside. He forged into the frigid display of nature, letting the cold wash over him and cool his insides. Sirus made it halfway down the steps, almost to freedom, when a ruthless grip locked on his arm and jerked him into the step railing.
Sirus looked up into the rage of Grey’s face.
“What in the hell do you think you’re doing?” Grey looked like he shouted, but it barely registered as such above the noise of the pounding rain. “It’s goddamned pouring.”
Looking up into the darkened night, Sirus welcomed the torrent of rain beating down on his face. For the first time in what seemed like forever, he felt alive, and he forced himself to believe it was because of the harsh elements and not this man’s bruising hold.
“Come on!” Grey shook Sirus again and tried to tug him up the stairs. “Get inside!”
Sirus pulled back, digging his feet into the wood. “No, it’s just rain. It won’t hurt me.” He could not, could not , go back in that cabin with Grey.
“You’ll get sick as a dog.” Rain plastered Grey’s hair to his head in a skullcap and poured down his face. “Of course it can hurt you.” His lips pulled with hard lines, and all Sirus could think about was kissing Grey breathless and shoving his tongue into the warmth of his mouth.
Stifling a groan, Sirus pushed past Grey and down the steps. He called over his shoulder, not daring to look back, “If I get sick, I’ll deal with it.” His feet squished in the mud the dirt path had become. The cold no barrier, a painful erection raged in his jeans.
“You go inside. I want to be out here.”
Grey shouted a curse and slammed into Sirus from behind, locking his arms around Sirus’s arms and chest. “You’re not running around in the rain and the dark! Fucking stop, damn it!” Grey’s muscles contorted wildly against Sirus’s back and arms as he struggled to take Sirus to the ground, surprising Sirus with his strength. Sirus had the extra height and the bulk, though, and he ripped Grey off his body, whirling on him, his emotions playing too close to the surface to fully conceal.
Sirus laid his eyes on the hard set of Grey’s face, and on the way his body heaved with labored breathing. His soaked shirt clung to his chest, exposing hard pecs and tight nipples, pointing with cold. Sirus looked up and their gazes clashed, the heat so intense Sirus jerked with it. A rough noise escaped Grey right then, and that’s when Sirus glanced down. A thick bulge thrust hard against Grey’s pants, giving him away.
Grey stared right back at Sirus’s cock, and figured him out too.
“I don’t want this,” Sirus uttered, his voice stripped bare.
“Me either.” Grey sounded as if he were in agony.
Swearing, they flew at each other in a furious kiss.
Chapter Five
Grey kissed Sirus with brutal force, and Sirus welcomed