“Where? California?”
“No. Here. Now. It’s not midnight yet.”
I took his word for it and dipped low to claim his kiss-bruised mouth. He slipped his tongue between my lips and I let myself fall into it again, rocking my hips, dizzy in the sensation of him flexing his in return.
We hadn’t come yet. I was a slow burn of want and need. And I missed his face.
I drew back to gaze at him. To lose myself in those earnest eyes. In the swell of my heart.
I want him.
God, it was more than that. So much more.
Ilovedhim.
So tell him.It felt like madness, but I’d never been afraid of absurdity. The world wasn’t built that way. And I’d seen too much death and heartache to waste moments like these.
I opened my mouth.
Took a breath.
But Decoy spoke first. He cupped my face in his calloused hands and pressed his forehead to mine. “Do you want to fuck me, Folk?”
My entire soul short-circuited. Brain glitched and blank, no survivors except his whispered words.
I licked my lips, limbs already jittery from every hot second we’d been together. “I wanted to fuck you five years ago. That hasn’t changed.”
“You did, though.” Decoy traced the shadows under my eyes. “I see that now.”
“And you still want me to fuck you?”
“I wanted it back then too. It was on my mind when you took me into that room.”
“That’s what you were thinking so hard about?”
“You couldn’t tell?”
“No.” I reached for a pillow and tucked it under his head. “I figured you maybe didn’t know what you wanted, and I’m a go-with-the-flow kind of bloke, so it didn’t matter.”
It still didn’t matter. I’d have kissed him all night if he’d asked me.
I’d kiss him all night now.
While I fuck him.
Coherent thought left me again. Jumped ship like rats on the Titanic. I was sointo him. More than he’d ever believe if I tried to find the words to tell him.
I showed him instead, stretching an arm to his bedside drawer while I claimed his mouth with the deepest kiss we’d ever shared.
We didn’t talk anymore. I trusted him to tell me if I hurt him.
He knew I never would.
Still, I was gentle with him. So gentle. But it wasmeshaking when I finally gripped his muscled thigh and slid inside him. My jagged groan that pierced the air.
Decoy’s low moan was delayed. As if it took a moment for his body to catch up with the rest of him.
I rubbed his hip, waiting for his eyes to find mine. “All right?”
