Griffin’s pupils dilated as Aaron did his slow work, his pleasure obvious by his soft grunts, as well as by the way his cock swelled even bigger. Aaron took it all, reveling in the saltiness of Griffin’s skin, the hard thrust of him filling Aaron’s mouth, the way his hands moved into Aaron’s hair and his fingers clenched against his scalp. He was going to make Griffin come, just as Griffin had made him come earlier in the day.
At least he thought he was going to do so. But just as he felt the shift in Griffin’s reaction, the subtle movement toward release, Griffin pulled from his lips, grabbed his arms and tugged him to his feet. He cupped Aaron’s backside, flattening his body to his, and kissed him deeply.
“I want to be inside of you,” Griffin said when he pulled away. “Is that something you…like?”
Aaron swallowed hard, memories and emotions flooding him with unexpected power. He shrugged away from Griffin and took a step back as he tried to calm himself.
“What is it?” Griffin asked.
Aaron took a deep breath, forcing himself to keep looking at Griffin even though he wanted to turn away, to not reveal the vulnerability that screamed in his chest, in his mind.
“I-I do like that,” he admitted softly. “But…but…”
Griffin stepped forward and reached out to take his hand. He threaded their fingers together and tugged Aaron a step closer as he lifted Aaron’s hand to his heart. Aaron could feel the steady beat of it beneath Griffin’s warm skin, and that rhythm soothed him a little.
“You can tell me,” Griffin whispered.
“I haven’t had a man inside of me since Noah died,” Aaron admitted, heat flooding his cheeks at the confession.
Griffin’s eyes widened. “But—but I saw you at the brothels and the clubs.”
Aaron nodded. “Yes. But I only got sucked off there, and sucked off other men. I never did…the other. It felt too intimate to do with a stranger.”
Griffin’s lips pursed. “I understand.” He lifted the hand on his chest to his lips and kissed it. “Aaron, if you don’t want to do that, we can do so many other things. I wouldn’t force you.”
Aaron stared at him, feeling his kindness, his acceptance. It had been a long time since he felt so connected to a man. Since Noah. And he found he didn’t want to just do the things he’d done with prostitutes and anonymous lovers. He wanted that deeper intimacy. He wanted something to remember when this party was over and Griffin was once again a distant star. Something to admire, but never dream of touching.
“I want you to,” he murmured. “I wantyouto, Griffin.”
A slow, broad smile spread over Griffin’s handsome face. He cupped Aaron’s cheek and leaned in, kissing him deeply. Aaron lifted his arms around Griffin’s neck and surrendered to that kiss. Tears stung his eyes as he did so, the power of this moment suddenly overwhelming.
Griffin slowly moved him backward across the room, to the high bed near the fireplace. When they’d reached it, Griffin pulled back and smiled at him.
“Will you remove the rest of your clothing while I get what I need to ready you?” he asked.
Aaron swallowed and nodded. “Yes.”
Griffin kissed him one last, gentle time and then turned to leave the room for his attaching dressing area. Once he was gone, Aaron took a long breath. He removed his shoes, stockings and trousers, shivering as the air hit his overheated skin.
Griffin returned, a small bottle in his hand, and set it on the nightstand. Then he stepped back and looked Aaron up and down.
“I saw a little of you in the woods today,” he drawled. “But this is so much better.”
Aaron nodded. “I can’t believe we’re doing this.”
Griffin met his eyes. “You’ve confessed something to me, Aaron, so I must confess something to you.”
Aaron lifted both eyebrows in surprise. “Very well. What is your confession?”
“I’ve wanted to do this with you for a long time. After I saw you in one of the clubs for the first time, after I realized you were like…like me…I found myself dreaming of exactly this moment.”
Aaron caught his breath. “That is a powerful statement.”
“That isn’t my confession, though. One night you went to one of the rooms at the Wild Boar that had…an observation area.”
Aaron straightened slightly. “Yes?”
“I-I followed you,” Griffin said softly. “I watched you.”
