Warm lips pressed against his mouth. “Good morning.”
He slung a heavy arm around Elliot and held him close without breaking the kiss. Morning breath? Who cared when he had Elliot on top of him?
“Damn right it is.” His erection thickened to almost painful fullness, and he concentrated on Elliot’s equally thick cock, hard and warm on his stomach. With unhesitating certainty, Win knew exactly how he planned to show Elliot he was all in with this relationship.
“I’m sorry I fell asleep on you.” Elliot’s lips moved against his cheek and Win placed two fingers over his lips.
“Don’t be. You were out cold, and I’m guessing it’s because you didn’t get much sleep the week before.”
“Yeah, but I feel great this morning. Wide awake and ready for fun.”
From the unmistakable desire rising in Elliot’s eyes, Win had an idea what he meant, but he wouldn’t push for anything until Elliot told him. This was for him to decide and set the pace.
“Oh, yeah?” His fingertips trailed down the long sweep of Elliot’s back, then teased at the base of his spine, and he loved the fine tremors rippling across Elliot’s skin. He smiled up at Elliot. “What kind of fun did you have in mind? Tell me what you want.”
“Just you.”
His hand slipped around Elliot’s waist, locking them together. “You got me. All of me.” He kissed Elliot. “And I want you too. Inside me.”
Intense blue light shone from Elliot’s eyes. “You…do?”
“Yeah. Would you like that?”
An almost shy smile tipped up the corners of Elliot’s mouth. “I mean, yeah…I’ve never…before…but I’d like to do it with you.”
Jealousy nipped at him as he thought about other men touching Elliot, having moments like this. “I want to be your first.”
“You already are.”
This was all he’d wanted. Moments like this. Little, ordinary moments made extraordinary because they shared them. A blaze of pure possession seared through him as their gazes held steady, and his heart lurched.Oh, God. Was this happening? He couldn’t tell Elliot he was the first because he wasn’t. But he needed to tell him…what?
“You…you’re so important to me. So special.”
Was it enough? Did Elliot expect more? He tunneled his fingers through the hair curling at Elliot’s nape and pulled him close, the incandescent smile all he saw before he covered Elliot’s mouth with his own.
From that point on, it was a slow-motion roll of tangled legs and warm lips. The hot wetness of Elliot’s mouth as he licked his cock, his balls. A velvet-smooth tongue penetrating his hole.
“God,” he sighed and spread his legs wide. “You feel amazing.”
Elliot chuckled and reached over to grab the lube and a condom from the nightstand. “You taste even better.” He coated his fingers until they gleamed. “I’m guessing it’s been a while since you’ve done this?”
A hard knot formed in his stomach. “Yeah…a while.” He and Kevin would switch occasionally.…He bit the inside of his cheek, willing away the memories.
“Don’t be anxious. I’ll take my time. I’ll do everything I can to make sure you’re okay.”
He smiled and nodded, but it wasn’t anxiety. It wasn’t fair to Elliot to think of another man while the two of them were in bed. If he planned on moving forward, it was time to stop looking back.
“I trust you. I’m not worried.”
Elliot kneeled between his legs and kissed him while sliding a finger inside him. Sensation after sensation bombarded him, and Win forgot about the past or his nerves that it might be too much, too soon.
All he could think about was Elliot touching him, those long fingers unerringly finding the places that drove him wild.
“God, oh God,” he gasped and grabbed Elliot, holding him firmly. “There…yeah…right there.”
“I have you.” Elliot slipped another finger in, then a third. “I have you,” he repeated, his face hovering over Win’s, taut yet calm and focused.
“You do.”
