The Gift of Shayla by N.J. Walters Page A

Rob wanted. His skin felt as though it had been scraped raw, exposing every nerve ending. Every sensation seemed magnified. The cooling air in the room, the brush of the sheets beneath his shins, and Shayla’s breathy moans. But mostly he was aware of Rob—his lean, muscled body, his vivid blue eyes, his generous mouth.
    “Adam, I’m waiting.”
    This time the words made sense. Adam opened the second packet he was holding, removed the rubber and went to work quickly. He couldn’t tease his friend, his soon-to-be lover. He wanted him too much.
    As if sensing Adam was at the end of his rope, Rob brushed his hand over Adam’s hair. It was such a gentle, caring touch that it almost undid him. He took a deep breath and waited to see what Rob wanted him to do.
    “Kneel between Shayla’s legs.”
    Adam knew then how it was going to be. His dream of fucking Rob wasn’t going to happen. Not tonight. And he was okay with that. It was a huge step for Rob to be doing any of this. For Rob to be comfortable, he would have to be in control. Adam wasn’t disappointed. Not in the least. He wanted to feel Shayla’s hot pussy close around his dick, milking it hard while Rob rode him from behind.
    He lifted Shayla’s thighs, draping them over his own. He slipped his fingers over her damp folds, testing her readiness. She was slippery and wet.
    Adam brought his fingers back to his mouth and licked them. “Ready?” he asked her.
    She arched her hips. “Do you really have to ask?”
    He laughed and slid into her waiting warmth in one long stroke. She moaned, her inner muscles contracting and relaxing as she struggled to accept his large cock.
    Adam stilled, not moving until he felt her relaxing. Then he began to rock slowly, working his dick farther and deeper until she was taking all of him.
    “You feel so damn good,” he said. There was no way she could know how much her acceptance meant to him.
    Rob’s hand rested on his shoulder. “Watching your cock slide in and out of her cunt is making me hot.” He kissed Adam’s nape and then followed up with a sharp nip. Adam jerked, driving himself harder into Shayla. She moaned, her pussy clutching around him.
    “I need to make sure you can take me,” Rob continued. “I’ve never done this before but I did some research. It’s amazing what you can find online.” His friend moved away and then Adam felt something cool and wet probing at this ass. “Just some lubrication to help.”
    Rob’s index finger slid past the tight muscles of Adam’s butt, stretching him. He’d had male lovers before, so this was nothing new to him. But this was Rob. The person he’d loved forever.
    Everything was different because of that.
    “I’m going to add a second finger now,” Rob warned before he did just that.
    Adam groaned and pressed back, feeling Rob’s fingers filling him. Rob was being careful. Tentative. Shit, it felt good. But it wasn’t near enough. Nothing would appease him but Rob’s cock.
    “Now,” he gritted out. “No more waiting.” He knew how much he could take even if Rob didn’t. Adam felt as though he’d been waiting half his life for this moment. He wasn’t thinking about tomorrow or the possible implications of this act. All that mattered was getting Rob to make love to him.
    Rob withdrew his fingers. The mattress shifted behind Adam and he knew his friend was getting into position. Heavy male hands parted his ass cheeks and then he felt the probe of a thick cock head at his opening.
    Adam forced himself to relax but it wasn’t easy. Not with Shayla’s pussy rhythmically squeezing his shaft. Needing a distraction, Adam leaned forward and kissed her. She opened for him, kissing him back.
    Leaning forward made it easier for Rob to press farther inward. The lube was slick and cool, but Rob’s cock was hard and hot as he forged his way deeper and deeper.
    “Shit, your ass is tight.” Rob’s hands squeezed Adam’s flanks. “Feels so fucking good.”
    Adam