Equation for Love

by Sutherland, Fae

  Liam leaned in and brushed a kiss to his lips. "I know. Youneed to relax."

  Skye sucked in a breath. "Show me how." In his experience, the only way to get comfortable and relaxed with a situation was to get used to it. He had already decided he very much wanted to get used to this situation--to Liam in his bed, touching him and whatever else his tutor had inmind.

  did In fact, he was very curious about what else Liam have inmind.

  Liamsmiled--he smiled a good bit, and Skye found

  it soothing. It was hard to be nervous when the person you were with kept giving you these wide, seemingly genuine smiles. "Well, first things first."

  Skye's breath caught when Liam slid his hands down between them and popped the button on Skye's jeans. Oh my. The last time he'd been naked in front of a man, it'd been his doctor last fall for his annual physical. And he was pretty sure "Turn your head and cough"didn't count as erotic foreplay.

  But Liam didn't rush him, didn't push or barrel on ahead. Instead, he paused, leaning in to kiss him. Skye was finding kissing both distracting and incredibly focusing. It was like when their lips met, the whole world narrowed down to the points where they touched. Every slide of skin against skin, every damp touch of Liam's tongue, the slight pressure of the other man's knuckles against Skye's stomachas Liamheld the waistband ofhis jeans--allofit intensified and seemed a hundred times more intense thanit ought to.

  When the kiss broke, Skye's bones seemed almost liquid, and he let out a soft sigh as Liamtook advantage and tugged downhis zipper. "Youdon't have to kiss me into submission, you know." Skye breathed the words, lickinghis lips.

  Liam grinned, nuzzling his mouth again. "Have to, no. Like to? Oh yeah."And then did, kissing him until Skye was considering asking if maybe he could earn some sort of extra credit that might jump him to the head ofthe class. Did he reallyhave to wait?

  Before he could suggest it, though, Liam leaned in, urging him over onto his back while his hands tugged and slid, and next thing Skye knew, he was naked. And youknow--not as awkward as he'd thought.

  Maybe kissing into submission was a good idea after all.

  "I've never been naked with anyone in a bed. Or...not unless I was in a doctor's office, actually." Skye dipped his head to rub a kiss against Liam's shoulder, sighing at the silky brush of the other man's skin. Like sun-warmed velvet, if there was such a thing. Ifthere wasn't, thenthere ought to be. He felt giddy.

  "Mmm," Liam hummed, tilting his head as Skye's lips wandered a meandering path up his neck. "And that's what this lesson...what number are we on?"

  "Five? I think,"Skye murmured.

  "Yeah, six..."

  Skye laughed. "No, five."

  Liam chuckled. "Right. Five. Lesson number five is allabout bodies. Eachother's bodies."

  Skye liked the sound of this already. His hands slid over Liam's back. "Okay. Tell me all about it. Does it involve you getting naked, too? Because I think it should." His teeth grazed Liam's ear, the insatiable urge to bite coming over him. So he did. "I'd like to officially petition the course administrator to please add Liam gettingnaked to the lessonplan."

  Liam laughed again and it made Skye even more giddy knowing he was doing that. Some part of him tried to remind himself he was paying the man a good sum of money to appear interested, but that part got fainter and fainter. He was beginning not to care how Liamhad gotten into his bed, and was just very glad he was. He'd worry about semantics later, when he was alone again.

  Liam knelt up then, hands reaching for his own jeans. "Request approved, professor."

  Skye didn't even have a chance to be embarrassed that, with Liam now kneeling, he was more exposed himself. He was too busy caring about the fact those jeans were comingoff.

  He watched, lifting up onto his elbows as Liam pushed the jeans down and off, then held his breath as the other manreached for his underwear.

  "Wait."

  Liam stilled, hazel eyes narrowing slightly. Skye knelt as well.

  "CanI?"

  Liamgroaned, thennodded. "Yeah..."

  Skye licked his lips, gaze dropping to really look at Liam for the first time--there. He wore a pair of vivid blue boxer briefs, and theywere ridiculouslysmall. Low on his hips, ending just at the tops of his strong thighs-and barely concealed by the bright fabric was the hard lengthofLiam's cock. Thick and twitchingunder Skye's gaze, it made Skye want to taste. Like when he'd had the urge to taste Liam's skin, except stronger.

  And maybe it wasn't on the lesson plan, but he couldn't help himself. He bent and pressed a soft, openmouthed kiss to the shaft through the fabric of the underwear.

  "Damn."Liamgroaned, one hand slidinginto Skye's

  hair.Lindy had told himonce she hated it when guys got grabbywithher hair, but he had to say...he didn't agree. The weight of Liam's hand on his head was sexy, long fingers tangled inhis hair.

  Skye straightened back up, fingers slipping inside the boxer briefs along the sides and met Liam's eyes as he pushed the underwear down to bunch around the other man's thighs. Liam finished the job, which was good because Skye was busystaringat his veryfirst, up close and personalcock.

  Damn, indeed.* * * *If Skye kept staring at him like that, Liam just wasn't going to be responsible for his own actions. He reached out and curled one hand at Skye's nape, tugging himin for a kiss. He knew Skye was supposed to be the one in charge, but Liamwas the one doing the teaching, so he figured he was allowed to push things forward. Because he had a feeling if he let him, Skye would kneel there all day cataloguing every detail of Liam's cock inhis mentalnotebook.

  Liam would prefer Skye memorize his body in a muchmore pleasurable way.

  He slid his arms around Skye and drew him close again, one hand sliding down to cup the other man's ass. It was a sweet ass, too. "Didn't your momma ever teach you not to stare?" he teased, tumbling Skye back onto the bed and kicking the rest of the way out of his underwear.

  Skye lifted his brows, breath quickening as Liam shifted a knee between his thighs. "I do not think my mother would approve of this night in its entirety, actually."

  Liamsnorted. "True. Wellhere's lessonnumber six

  -don't waste time staring when you could be touching instead." To demonstrate his point, he gave Skye a flashing grin and then slid down his body to bite his nipple.

  Skye arched, eyes widening. "That's...that's not exactlytouching. That's biting..."

  Liam chuckled and did it again. "Complaining, professor?"

  Skye shook his head. "No. Just pointingout..."

  Liam cut him off with one hand over his mouth. "Don't point out. Just feel. Lesson number seven--don't correct your partner during sex, unless it's to tell him you don't like what he is doing. Feel free to spend all kinds of time telling me what you do like, though. Did you like that?" Liam knew Skye had; his nipple was hard and flushed a deep, dusky pink. Just like his cheeks.

  Skye nodded.

  Liam smiled and removed his hand. "Good. Then forget semantics and just pay attention to how it feels right now. Feels good." It was one of the things he loved best about his job. Who else could say that every single minute they spent working they were bringing other people pleasure? Fulfilling fantasies? Giving them a memory they'd maybe pull out later and relive when theyneeded to feelbeautifulor sexyor desired? Maybe it was just sex to some people, and with some clients, that's all it was. But not always. Sometimes, like now, it was more.

  Liam wanted to make sure Skye got what he was after. While he may not think there was any right or wrong way to be gay, as Skye put it, this was one area where it appeared Liam knew more than Skye. Because Liam knew this wasn't about "being gay" or learning how to be. Skye was gay; he didn't need to be taught that. What he needed to be taught was selfconfidence. That he was sexy and desirable and didn't have anything to be worried about the first time he saw someone he wanted.

  "Tell me what you fantasize about, Skye." Liam nuzzled the other man's stomach, the skin smooth and warm, with a faint line of dark hai
r frombelly button to groinsegmentingthe pale, flat plane ofhis belly.

  Skye lifted his brows, pushingup onto his elbows to look down at Liam. "Um...this? I mean, well, the last few weeks anyway. Ever since I decided I was goingto do this--hire an escort. I've been thinking about it a lot, includingwhenI masturbate."

  Liamgrinned. He was endearinglyblunt. "What part did you fantasize about? Just having sex or something in particular? Everyone has desires, ones they hesitate to explore. Tellme yours."

  Skye blinked. "I think perhaps we should just stick to...to this. This is fine. Better thanfine."

  Ahhh. So there was something. Liam tucked the information away in his own mental filing cabinet. For now, he'd let it slide, but now he knew to keep an eye out for clues...and to try and lure those latent desires-whatever theywere--out.

  "All right. Lesson number eight, then--blowjobs. Your first, I'massuming?"

  Skye nodded, his breath hitching. "Yes. Are you goingto..."

  Liam answered with a grin and by lowering his head, tongue sweeping along the hard shaft of Skye's cock. He managed to slap a hand on the other man's stomach when he bucked, just in time to save himself a bloodynose.

  "Ohmygosh, I'msorry, I didn't meanto..."

  Liam shook his head, forearm across Skye's abdomen to hold himin place. "Shush. No apologizing. It felt good, which is kind of the point." Before Skye could start in with another round of apologies and maybe work himself up so much they couldn't continue, Liam closed his mouth over Skye's cock and sank downover him.

  "Oh, fuck..."

  * * * *

  Skye had never anticipated what it would feel like. How did you even imagine something like a blowjob? The heat and the wetness, the suction--he was coming out of his skin and Liam had just started. He could barely keep a thought in his head, let alone make notes for future reference.

  Skye shuddered, trying to lift his hips, but Liam's strong arm held him in place. It was a wicked feeling, the faint sense of helplessness. Even though he knew logically he could stop this at any time, his insides kept wobblingat the ease withwhichLiamheld himdown.

  It was strong enough that Skye gasped in a breath, reaching down to clutch at Liam's arm. "Liam...Liam. Wait..."

  The other man lifted his head, brows furrowed. "Are youokay?"

  Skye nodded, cheeks heating. Oh God, how did he ask this? He didn't even know how to phrase what he was feeling. "I'm fine, I...I'm feeling, um...I don't know how to explainit."

  Liam grinned up at him. "It's supposed to feel that way, Skye. Just let me know whenyou're gonna come."

  Skye blushed even harder, shaking his head as he pushed up onto his elbow. "No, no...not that. I mean, yes that, but not just that."

  Liamlifted his brows. "I...don't understand."

  Neither did Skye. "When you...held me down just now. It made me...I don't know. I jumped inside. In a good way. A very good way."

  Liam's brows lifted even higher, but the confusion was gone from his hazel eyes, replaced with curiosity and a good dashofheat. "I see."

  Skye huffed a sigh. "Well, I don't. What is it? Why would I feel such a visceral response to something as non-sexualas your armholdingmyhips down?"

  Liambent and nuzzled Skye's cock, as if regretfully saying goodbye, and then slid up over Skye, arms braced oneither side ofhim. "Tellme what youfelt."

  Skye's breath quickened as Liam urged his thighs apart and settled between them. He knew Liam had said no one was getting fucked tonight, but it was very hard to think clearly and remember that when the sexiest man he'd ever met was naked and between his thighs, cock nudgingup against his ownbare cock.

  "Um...I don't know. It was so quick..."

  Before he could blink, Liam caught his wrists and dragged them above his head, pinning them to the mattress. Skye's cock throbbed hard and he let out a moan. Oh my God.

  "Now tellme what youfeel."

  Skye panted, teeth catching his lip. "Feverish. I want to pull free, but don't at the same time. Partly just to feel you stop me, to know I could pull and pull and you probably could still hold me down." Oh God, this was incredibly erotic. Why? His brain scrambled to make some kind ofsense ofit. "I don't understand this." This was not part ofthe plan.

  Liam's expression changed, something new and almost...almost dark in his eyes. But not in a frightening way. Instead, it made Skye shiver inside evenmore.

  "Do you remember when I said you should have told the service if you'd wanted something kinky or fetish?"

  Skye nodded. He hadn't been very clear on what Liamhad meant.

  Liam smiled, slow and wicked, stealing Skye's breath. "You'd have gotten me anyway, but a different me. You want to know why you're halfway to orgasm just fromme pinningyouto the bed?"

  "Yes?" He wasn't sure he did, actually, but he got the feelinghe was swiftlylosinga sayinthe matter.

  "Because you, professor, don't want to be in controlat all. Youwant to give your control away."

  Skye blinked, mouth opening, then closing, and frowned up at him. "Absurd."

  Liam laughed, the sound low and rippling down his spine. "No, it's not."

  Before Skye could protest, the other man bent and took his lips in a kiss, but this kiss wasn't like anything of the others so far. This one was demanding, commanding, overpowering. And all the while, Liam's strong hands manacled his wrists, and Skye didn't even tryto pullaway. It felt too good.

  He moaned, arching against Liam, one leg coming up against the other man's sleek, naked hip, which earned Skye a growl that sent his stomach flipping. Oh my. When the kiss broke a minute later, both were panting, and Skye knew he had to look like a deer caught inthe headlights.

  "I don't understand."

  Liam drew a deep, steadying breath, then released Skye's wrists. "Do youknow what a submissive is?"

  Skye shook his head, then rolled his eyes a little. "I mean, yes, I know what the word means, but I don't think the textbook definitionis what youmean."

  "Not quite," Liam said with a smile. He ran one hand down Skye's side, then back up to feather his fingertips over the inside of Skye's wrist, which Skye hadn't moved since Liam had released them both. "A submissive in this context is someone who enjoys someone else taking control, sometimes sexually, sometimes not, sometimes both."

  Skye's brows lifted. "You think that's what I am? That's why I like..."He trailed off, then shook his head. "It's ridiculous. I have no desire to have control taken fromme."

  Liam's lips twitched. "No? Maybe not. Maybe you'd rather give it freely." He nodded toward the headboard of the bed. "Reach up there and hold on, Skye."

  Skye glanced up, then met Liam's gaze. "I don't think this is the kind oflessonI was promised."

  Liam chuckled. "I don't recall promising specifics. Besides, this isn't a lesson; this is a test. And you're failing."

  Skye scowled at him. Failing? Him? Not likely. He reached up both hands and grasped the slats of the headboard, givingLiamanarchlook. "There, happy?"

  "You're a mouthy sub, I think." Liam sounded entirely too pleased. "I like challenging subs, lucky for

  you."Skye rolled his eyes. "This is assuming I'm a sub at

  all. WhichI'mnot. CanI let go now?" Liam grinned. "Asking permission already. Very good. And no, you may not."Liamknelt up and Skye's gaze lowered to Liam's cock. He had nothing but his own to compare it to, but Skye was sure Liam had a beautifulcock evenbymore informed standards.

  "Now what, then?"It didn't have the same feelingas whenLiamhad held his wrists down. But, gradually, the urge to let go grew stronger and he was soon having to really focus in order to keep his hands where Liamhad told himto keep them.

  "Now I get to go back to what I was doing. And you get to hold on...and don't let go, Skye. Don't you dare."

  Inwardly, Skye scoffed. What if he did? What would Liam do? Skye was in charge here. He was the one paying for the man's time. Liam couldn't order him around. Yet, as Liamslid back down Skye's body, hot breath leaving a trail of gooseflesh in its wake,
Skye didn't let go.

  Liam's mouth closed on his cock again, and Skye hissed in pleasure--and still didn't let go. Liam began a slow bob, the hot, wet suction making every nerve in Skye's bodycome alive--and stillhe didn't let go.

  He wanted to--oh God, he wanted to--but he didn't. As the seconds ticked by, the pleasure rose and the urge grew stronger to let go, to reach down and bury his fingers in Liam's short, spiky auburn-brown hair-- Skye began to think Liamwasn't so absurd after all. Because every moment that passed, his grip on the slats became less of his own choice and somehow morphed into the powerful desire not to give in, not to disappoint Liam, who had asked himto hold on.

  It was like, in a strange way, Liam was holding his hands captive. But not physically. Skye's mind whirled at the implications.

  "Oh my God..." His breath caught and he wasn't sure if it was the pleasure or the realization. "I think you're right."

  Liam lifted his head and grinned. "I thought so. Now don't let go...or you'll get lesson number nine, which is a lesson in what happens when bratty subs don't do as they're told."

  Ohhh...that shouldn't be as arousingas it was. What would he do? Skye almost wanted to let go just to find out. Then he realized if he held on, maybe he'd get a different lesson number nine--the one where he got rewarded for obeying.

  Oh God, just thinking the word "obey" had him on the verge of orgasm. What was going on? How had he never known this part of himself existed? More to the point, how was it a complete stranger so easily brought it out inhim?

  He couldn't come up withanswers to either ofthose very important questions, though, because Liam had both hands on his hips, lifting him this time, and was doing things to his cock with his mouth Skye had never, ever suspected were possible. He clutched the headboard, arching, his whole body shaking. "Liam...oh God...Liam, please..."

  Liam growled, and the sound was so sexy. Skye's mind scrambled to figure out what had caused it, so he could do it again and again and get more sexy growls. "Liam..."He arched. "Please?"

  There it was. Another growl. Ohhh...it's the please. Liam liked that. Skye looked down and was caught in molten-hot hazel eyes, more green right then thanbefore. His breathquickened evenmore.