Wrapping my hand around his erection, I moved my fist up and down his length. He groaned, and I slid past the barrier. He closed his eyes and sucked in a sharp breath, pausing.

“It’s okay. You’re good. Just take it easy.”

He nodded and shifted down on me a little more. His hands pressed into my shoulders as he held himself up. I used my free hand to run up and down his thigh and waist.

“Fuck, babe, you feel fuckin’ good. So good, Christ,” I muttered.

As soon as I was all the way in, Zion stopped moving and opened his eyes. He blew out a shaky breath. “Not sure what the hype is—fucking hell, Jesus Christ, again,” he yelled when I’d rocked my dick against the right spot. I did it again, and his whole body tensed around me. His ass squeezed my dick harder, and hell, I loved it.

Taking his waist in both hands, I lifted him slowly and then pulled him back down, making sure I pressed against his prostate.

“Yeah, fuck yeah, Kylo.”

Soon enough, Zion took back control, and he rode me like he’d done it a million times before. His eyes stayed locked onto mine until he dipped and took my mouth in a hot kiss. Our tongues and bodies danced together in ways that had me feeling so damn much. I wrapped my arms around Zion, dug my feet into the mattress, and even when my leg twinged, I lifted his hips and thrust up into him. He stilled, groaned, and kissed me harder. I did it again and again, knowing my body slipped closer to its release.

Zion broke the kiss. “Fuck, I’m close.”

“Me too,” I said, cupping his face before sliding my thumb into his mouth where he sucked it. I moaned and grunted when he bit down and groaned around my thumb as his ass clamped around my cock and hot jets of semen warmed my stomach from his climax. I couldn’t hold back; I couldn’t stop it. His release dragged out mine and I pumped my cum into his ass.

Zion collapsed on top of me, his nose gently swiping up my cheek. He breathed heavily as he said, “I’ll get off soon.”

I snorted. “You already did.”

He chuckled. “Yeah, baby, I did. Can’t understand why all men aren’t out there gettin’ their asses fucked. Hell, that was damn powerful.”

“Told you.”

“You did.” He leaned in and kissed my cheek before gently moving off me and to my side. “You make me giddy inside, Kylo. Fuckin’ giddy. How fucked up is that?”

Turning my head, I smiled at him. “Not stupid, just because we’re guys doesn’t mean we can’t feel giddy over each other.”

“We’re hardass bikers. Giddy shouldn’t be in our vocab.”

“Bullshit. Not when we got love between us.”

“Yeah, that’s true.” He got to his elbow and stared down at me with a grin. “You’re movin’ in with me.”

I smiled up at him. “I am.”