Even.
Close.
As he got his shirt open, he began moving down his chest, leaving warm openmouthed kisses. The whole time, Corbin hated this.
Because he loved it.
The man’s reaction to his touch, along with the way he smelled and tasted was enough to tear his control to shreds, and when he left…
It was going to kill what was left of his soul, and he knew it.
This was going to be a mistake.
A.
Huge.
One.
Still, he didn’t stop. Even when he came to the belt on his pants. Instead, he flipped it open, and pulled it free from his body.
That’s when he went there.
“I don’t receive. I’m a top, and give, and I need to know if that’s what you like. If it’s not, I can stop.”
Alex was so shocked that the man was even doing anything with him. This wasn’t what he expected.
Honestly, he believed he’d tell him to go, and that he wasn’t worthy.
He should have been honest.
Instead, he’d let him lead because he’d give anything to be with this man. This was the only place he felt safe, and Alex knew there were no chances left.
He was out of them.
“I’m good with that,” he said.
Well, then, Corbin might just be able to make it through this. It was going to be hella awkward when they saw each other at work, but he just needed something.
He craved feeling anything.
Flipping open his partner’s pants, he saw the telltale bump, and ran his fingers over it.
Alex actually shivered from the feeling of his hand on his erection, and Corbin missed feeling wanted like that. It killed him that this man reminded him of his husband.
It was almost too much.
Almost.
Pulling off his shoes, he pulled his pants down his body, and threw them over his shoulder. That’s when he went to crawl onto the bed, but was met with Alex sitting up.
He slid from the side of the bed to the floor before him, and undid the button on his jeans, and dropped his fly.
And Corbin watched him.
He took it all in, and wordlessly memorized the feeling he was having.
It had been a while.
