He leaned in, opening his mouth so Thad could feed the snack to him. Thad quirked an eyebrow but he lifted the food to Graham’s lips again.
Graham took it, not sure how to avoid using his teeth and tongue, then wondering if maybe he should—would that be sexy or no?—and then it was suddenly awkward and fuck, he wasbadat this.
He’d had game with women in the past, really. But Thad reduced him to an awkward mess for some reason.
“Hey, c’mere,” Thad said huskily, then his mouth was on Graham’s.
Graham let his eyes close as Thad swept his tongue over Graham’s bottom lip and teased into his mouth. Fuck that was good. Graham’s skin felt hot and even more buzzy with electricity as he tasted the salty peanut butter and chocolate on Thad’s tongue.
Shakily, Graham grabbed the container of popcorn and chocolate and blindly shoved it in the direction of the nightstand and hoped for the best. He scooted closer to Thad, threading a hand through his hair.
Thad made a sound, a low moan in the back of his throat, and Graham felt heat wash over him. God, it was like the last time. Like the time they’d made out on Thad’s couch, only betterbecause Graham was finally single and Thad wanted to be with him and …
Graham let out a little whimper when Thad pulled away.
“I know.” Thad’s voice was rough, and he cupped Graham’s cheek, resting their foreheads together. “Fuck, I know.”
And then they were kissing again, and it was almost too much for Graham to handle. How was this so good? How were they so good together?
Thad shifted, throwing a pillow onto the floor, then dragging Graham closer until Graham was twisted to the side, half on Thad’s lap.
Even through the fabric, Thad’s hands felt huge and warm as he ran them up Graham’s back and Graham pressed closer, sifting his fingers through Thad’s short hair as they kissed.
Thad was a great kisser and Graham let out another of those low, rough noises and kissed him harder.Deeper.
“Fuck, you are too,” Thad said a few moments later because apparently Graham had said the first part aloud.Oops.
They pulled apart long enough to pant for air. Well, Thad was panting a little, Graham was okay.
The smoking probably didn’t help with that.
Graham bit back the urge to comment on it. It always made Thad prickly when he did and the last thing he wanted was to ruin the mood. Instead, he pressed a hand to Thad’s chest, feeling the hard muscles below.
Okay,thatwas different.
But it was good too and he leaned in, capturing Thad’s lips again. They kissed as Graham mapped out the width of Thad’s shoulders, the feel of his biceps, the hardness of his pecs.
Thad seemed to take it as a cue to touch Graham too and when Thad’s hands roamed his back in sweeping touches, it lit up his nerves, leaving his skin prickly with sensation. Graham shivered when Thad tugged at his shirt where it was tucked into the waistband of his jeans but when Graham tried to sit back to take it off, Thad held him close, cupping one big hand around the back of Graham’s neck and deepening the kiss.
Graham melted against Thad, lost in the sweep of his tongue and the feel of his hands roaming Graham’s back, under the shirt this time.
The skin-to-skin contact was electric, and Graham ached for more of it, but Thad seemed perfectly content to lie here, half-propped up by the pillows as they lazily made out.
But the more they kissed and touched, the more turned on Graham got. He shifted, his cock pinching uncomfortably in his jeans.
He let out a noise that made Thad pull back, frowning. “Everything okay?”
“Yeah,” Graham said. “Just … awkward position.”
“Here.” Thad sat up, pushing him back and arranging their bodies until they were stretched out side by side. “Better?”
“Yeah,” Graham said hoarsely. He had his back to the TV now, and that meant Thad’s face was illuminated by the TV screen.
He was … wow. He was fucking gorgeous.
Momentarily stunned, he stared at Thad, drinking in his heavy stubble and the straight line of his mouth.
“What?” Thad said and Graham glanced up to see him frowning, his brows drawn down, a worried look in his eyes.
