Second Chances by Andrea Speed, A.B. Gayle, Jessie Blackwood, Katisha Moreish, J.J. Levesque Read Free Book Online

to his reactions, learning to read his body.
    Gil might be relaxing, but the throbbing in his own cock was almost making Miles dizzy. He reached for the condom and froze. They hadn’t even discussed the question of whether he was negative or positive. Shit. Had he even told Gil his husband had died from AIDS? He paused with the condom gripped tightly in one hand. “Gil, I told you about Darren, didn’t I? I’ve had tests, I know I’m HIV negative and have no other STDs. We were always so careful. But I shouldn’t just presume…” Miles stared bleakly at Gil, the fingers of his other hand still gently stroking around Gil’s hole. He couldn’t drag himself away. Couldn’t stop touching him.
    Gil growled at him. “Don’t you dare stop now!”
    Miles shook his head. “I would never do anything to hurt you. You know that don’t you?”
    Not intentionally
, Gil thought to himself. “I think I know you well enough, Miles, to know you wouldn’t lie to me. I hope you know, if you did, specially about something as serious as this, I’d probably kill you. But I really don’t believe you would. And yes, you did tell me about Darren.”
    Kill me?
Wouldn’t that be ironic? Miles slid the condom onto his cock. He wasn’t sure whether his hand was shaking from the anticipation or just sheer nerves.This was the first time he’d ever made love to anyone but Darren. Should he tell Gil? The poor guy would probably blow a gasket if he apologised once more. Miles licked his lips as he spread lube over his cock. Some guys refused to be kissed after someone had rimmed them. Until he was sure of Gil’s reaction, he wouldn’t risk it. Instead he laid a trail of kisses along the inside of Gil’s legs before going back to driving him crazy.
    When he felt Gil relax again, Miles carefully lined up and pressed in gently, just resting the rim of the tip inside. Gil reached for his cock and started to pump it, but Miles squeezed some more lube onto his fingers, knocked Gil’s hand away and slowly slicked up and down the firm length.
    Gil watched him. Fuck, he had never expected Miles to be so…. so what? Adventurous? What had he expected anyway? Honestly, Gil didn’t know. He was dominant, but not uncontrollably so. Gil didn’t feel in the least bit threatened. Challenged maybe, but not forced or coerced. It seemed to Gil that this was love making, not simply fucking the living daylights out of each other. Despite his rough dominance, Gil trusted that Miles had no intention of hurting him. That was just the way he was, the way he needed to be and Gil forgave him for it.
    Gradually Miles felt the vice-like grip around his cock release as he slowly eased his way inside. Fuck it, the guy was tight. Had he even bottomed before? He paused as Gil adjusted to him and then pulled back, adding more lube before pushing back in again. “Is that okay?” he murmured.
    Gil groaned and reached for his cock again, but Miles laughed throatily before knocking it away. “Mine.” For tonight at least. His hand sped up to match his cock speed, thrusting quicker, still not all the way in. Dimly, he marvelled at how well he was stifling the urge to just let go, even though he wanted to, desperately. Perhaps some of Gil’s restraint was rubbing off on him? He reached over and tweaked Gil’s nipple, and was rewarded by another groan as Gil arched and then relaxed back against the bed, eyes dark with lust. At last! Miles thrust all the way in and stopped. Just being inside someone again and being encased in their tight, hard heat was nearly enough to make him come. But he wouldn’t. He couldn’t. Not yet! He groaned and threw his head back, trying to think of anything that would stop him. Twelve times tables, the muscles of the body, bones of the fingers, his anatomy lessons. All he could see though was Gil open for him, accepting him.
    It was no good. Grabbing hold of Gil’s legs, he stood, pulling Gil up with him, so the young man was supported