“May I kiss you?” Asher asked, still gazing at Zach intently.
“Yes, please,” Zach answered, smiling as he echoed his reply from the night before.
A flash of warmth appeared in Asher’s eyes before he kissed Zach, keeping it slow and easy even as he coaxed Zach’s lips apart. Zach didn’t hesitate to comply, giving a soft moan as he closed his eyes. He sifted his fingers through the silken strands of Asher’s hair, wondering how it was possible for Asher to taste even more delicious than the meal. Asher continued the kiss at a leisurely pace, seeming content to explore Zach’s mouth with more thoroughness than he had the night before. When he drew back at last, his eyes had darkened with desire.
“We should eat before the food gets cold,” he murmured, lowering his hand at last.
Zach hesitated, wondering if asking for what he really wanted would be wise. But his heart was pounding in his chest, and he didn’t think it would be possible to remain at the table and eat after that kiss.
“The food is delicious,” he said, trailing one finger over Asher’s lower lip. “But I’m hungry for something else. Starving, in fact.”
Asher cocked his head, one eyebrow raised. “I don’t mind waiting until you’re sure you trust my intentions and feel comfortable again.”
If Zach wasn’t already in love, those words would have been enough to make him trust in Asher’s intentions.
“I do trust you,” he replied softly. “That doesn’t mean I’m placing any expectations on you, because you’ve been honest with me and I understand your issues. If you’d prefer to wait, that’s fine, but as for me… I want you.”
“I don’t particularly want to wait.” Asher rested his hand on Zach’s knee and slid it up to his thigh, squeezing lightly. “Sex is well within my comfort zone. It’s the romance and commitment stuff I’m a novice with.”
Zach covered Asher’s hand with his and gave it a squeeze. “I give you full marks for the romance part tonight. I don’t think anyone could have done better. As for the commitment, well, we only live one day at a time, and I’m willing to take it that way if you are.” For him, going to bed with Asher would be more than just sex, but maybe one day, it would mean more to Asher too. “I don’t want to wait, either.”
“I don’t mind reheating dinner if you don’t.” Asher clasped Zach’s hand as he stood up and tugged to urge Zach up as well.
Zach rose to his feet and pressed against Asher’s side. “I don’t mind at all.” He felt more confident than he had the previous night, since now he knew Asher really did wanthim, not just a random body. “I already know how wonderful you taste, so I have no doubt I’ll be satisfied.”
“That, at least, I can guarantee.” Asher smirked as he led Zach out of the dining room and down the hall to his bedroom.
Zach chuckled, feeling a tingle of anticipation already. Things had gone very well the night before, but he fully intended for tonight to be even better… and Asher Caldwell was going to find Zach had no intention of sneaking out when it was over.
