He broke our kiss just long enough to strip his shirt off and throw it on the floor, but when I tried to yank him down to kiss me again, he pulled back and spread his hands on my pecs instead… then deliberately scraped his thumbs over my nipples.
“Shit,” I bit out. Then, “Again.”
Brian grinned and complied. “God, I love this. I didn’t… I just…” He broke off, shaking his head. “We could have been doing this since…”
“Maybe we couldn’t, though,” I said huskily. “Maybe everything happens in its own time, for its own reason. Maybe we needed to be in exactly this time and this place before this could be right.”
Brian showed his opinion of my analysis by leaning down and biting my bottom lip.
“Hey!” I braced my foot against the mattress and flipped us back over, holding his hands by his shoulders as I hovered over him. “Show some respect, please, Mr. Carr.”
“For your advanced age?”
“Two years is notadvanced.” I bit the hinge of his jaw. “And besides, I meant respect for my brilliance.” I moved my mouth down to the junction of his neck and shoulder. “I should write a book of life lessons.” I slid down just far enough to get one of his nipples in my mouth, and then bit it lightly.
Brian whimpered. “Could you wait to start until, like, tomorrow?” he asked breathlessly.
I tortured his other nipple with my fingers. “I’ve got to be honest. I’m not entirely convinced this isn’t all the best, most realistic dream I’ve ever had.”
Brian’s eyes slammed shut and his breathing hitched as he pushed his chest further into my hand. “I w-went to three Targets tonight with Mark, and I swear I saw Doug fromMarried at First Sightat the second one,and then I had toexplainto Mark aboutMarried at First Sight, and I’m not sure if he was really interested or just horrified, and ohJesus fucking please, do that nipple thing again.”
I blinked at him. “What?”
“The nipple thing!”
“Notthat, baby. All the other stuff.What?”
His eyes popped open. “I figured the easiest way to prove this wasn’t a dream was to interrupt your fantasy by being my awkward self. Mission accomplished?”
I shook my head slowly. “Brian, you need to understand that I want yousomuch. Like…” I shifted my leg to the outside of his and dipped my hips to rub my cock against his hip. He sucked in a breath and I bit my lip. “Sofuckingmuch. I have wanted you foryears.”
“Fuck. Oh,fuck,” he moaned. “Do that again.”
“And when I say,” I continued, rubbing against him again, just to torture us both, “that I’ve wantedyou? I don’t mean some blow-up-doll version of you where you keep your mouth shut and never say hilarious, inappropriate things, or dance like someone’s made a voodoo doll of you, or burst out into Lin-Manuel Miranda’s greatest hits. I meanyou. Crazy, loving, unpredictableyou. Okay?”
Brian’s brown eyes filled with tears as he looked at me. “Yeah,” he said. “Okay.” He sniffed. “Nowcan you do the fucking hip thing? Please?”
So, I did.
Then, I settled between his legs and slid lower, pressing hot, openmouthed kisses over every inch of his lean, flat stomach, yanking off his shorts and boxers until I could wrap my lips around the hard length of him.
He tasted like saltwater, clean and sweet, and it made everything inside me—all the fear and all the joy—coalesce into a ball of lust in my gut.
“Dare, Dare, Dare.” Brian’s head thrashed against my bedspread, a scene from my very best dreams, but beneath my hands, the bones of his hips were strong and real. “Fuck. I want a turn too!”
“Later,” I said, sucking the head of his cock into my mouth briefly. He arched his head back into the mattress. “I’ve tortured myself for days thinking about you falling for someone elseagain. Thinking I’d really never get to be with you this way…” I swallowed him all the way down again and he cried out before I popped off. “For tonight, let me have this.”
He pushed the hair off my forehead, held it back so he could see my face, and nodded. Then I proceeded to use every skill I’d ever learned in every one-night stand I’d ever had—all lips and tongue and hands—to systematically drive the thought of any other guy out of my man’s head.
His thighs trembled against my biceps and he stared down at me with eyes that were nearly incandescent. “Oh God. Please, Dare. I’m so close, and I want… I want…you. In me. Please?”
I’d never been able to refuse the man anything. This wasnotgoing to be the first time.
I gave him one last lick, then bit at his hipbone before moving back to grab the lube and a condom from my nightstand drawer. I fumbled the lube when I tried to open it and had to take a deep breath to calm myself.
“We have all the time in the world,” Brian said. “You know that, right?”
I nodded once.
