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Smiling back at me, he sighs, “I’ve never kissedyoubefore.”

Chapter 33

And They Were Roommates

Jay

One And Half Years Ago

Ithrowopenthedoor to our new townhouse with Marco caressing my hips and kissing my neck from behind. How I managed to drive several hours with him next to me—holding my hand, touching my thigh, palming my neck—is a miracle in itself.

The door shuts and just as quickly, he’s pining me to the wall. His erection, like mine, is prominent and desperate. God, I’ve wanted this for so long. His soft lips pushing against mine, his powerful body caging me in, his big hands squeezing my ass as he rolls his hips into me.

“You mean everything to me, baby,” Marco whispers as he kisses down my neck, and brings my leg up and around his hip. “I love you, Jay.”

“I love you,” I say a little breathlessly. “I’ve been crazy for you since I met you. Since that night at Dirty Franks…”

“I knew I wanted you in my life since that night, too. I’m sorry it took me so long to figure out how.”

“Yeah you better be sorry.”

He chuckles as he lifts my shirt off my head. “Let me spend forever making it up to you.”

I hum, “That’s a good place to start.”

Taking off his fancy dress jacket and undershirt, I peel away the old Marco. Peeling away my pal, my unrequited love, the soldier who needed someone else to rescue him—and revealing my soul mate. A man reborn.

Before we can get our pants off, he hoists me up and carries me upstairs. “You can give me a tour later,” he murmurs, kissing my chest as we get to the top floor.

“Which bedroom do you want? Yours or mine?”

“Ours,” he growls and goosebumps blanket my skin.

“Just diving right in, aren’t you?”

Smirking, he throws me on the bed and crawls over me. “Head first.” Our lips fuse together, so naturally, so undeniably perfect. His chest heaves against mine as he reaches his hand between us to palm my cock.

“We don’t have to do this right now, Marco. If it’s too much, we can take it slow.”

Marco stiffens before asking, “Do you… do you want to take it slow? We can.”

“Oh, no. I want this more than anything. I just thought maybe you'd want to since… you know… you've never been with a man…”

He tightens his hold on my length. “We’ve been taking it slow for years, Jay. We have a lot to make up for. Just tell me what you like, and I’ll do it.”

My body arches into his touch and I close my eyes. “Okay. I like what you’re doing.”

He starts to unbuckle my belt and unzip my fly. “And what about this?”

“Yes,” I pant, butterflies flying through my body.

He shifts his body to pull off my jeans, then lowers his face to my Calvin’s, nuzzling in and inhaling. I can feel his breath against my shaft, and my balls tighten. “And what about this?”

“Yes.”

Marco hooks his fingers in the waistband, pulling off my tight briefs, exposing me completely to him, and his eyes darken. “You… are gorgeous, Jay. Fuck,” he whispers.

“You’ve seen me naked before.”