Aaron’s heart began to throb faster as he stared at Griffin. “You watched me.”
Griffin nodded slowly. “You were with a prostitute. I watched you take him in your mouth. Watched him do the same for you.”
He could see Griffin was nervous making this confession. Not that Aaron blamed him. He’d sometimes chosen the rooms where people could watch at the club, especially if his partner liked the idea, but it had always still felt anonymous to do so.
Knowing Griffin had been behind the false wall, watching him do something so intimate…it was incredibly arousing.
“And what did you do?” Aaron asked, moving toward him.
Griffin’s pupils dilated further. His cock seemed to grow even harder, and Aaron clenched in need and anticipation. “I took myself in hand.”
“Watching me fuck another man’s mouth.”
“Pretending it was mine,” Griffin whispered, his voice impossibly rough and sensual. “I did the same thing so many times after. It became my favorite fantasy.”
Aaron reached out, smoothing his hand over Griffin’s cock. “And now we’re here together tonight.”
“And fantasy is about to be reality,” Griffin groaned. “As long as you’re not angry over what I did.”
Aaron tugged him harder, smoothing his thumb over the swollen head of Griffin’s cock and eliciting a harsh moan from him. “Do I seem angry?”
Griffin shook his head. “No,” he whispered.
With that, he leaned in and kissed Aaron once more. Aaron melted against him, surrendering to the gentle insistence of Griffin’s mouth, of his naked body rubbing against Aaron’s.
Aaron pulsed with need, but there was something more that clouded his desire-addled mind and made his hands and body shake. A thought that infected him.
He could love this man. Perhaps he already did love this man. And that was impossible. But this night wasn’t. So he had to take it and then make sure it was the only time.
Chapter Five
As he leaned Aaron into the edge of the bed, Griffin felt a shift in their kiss. A desperation that made him smile. Aaron wanted him and was willing to allow Griffin the intimacy of taking him.
Griffin wasn’t going to abuse that trust. He pulled away from the kiss with a shiver of desire. “Turn around,” he said softly.
Aaron let out a great shudder before he followed the direction, clenching his fists against the bedclothes and bending at the waist to offer Griffin a gorgeous view of his tight ass. Griffin’s mouth watered at the sight and his hands shook as he reached for the bottle of oil he’d set beside the bed. He took his time uncorking it, then raised it above Aaron and drizzled a little of the cold liquid down over his entrance.
Aaron sucked his breath in through his teeth and arched his back. Griffin smiled and reached down to brush just his fingertips across the crack of Aaron’s ass. He teased, never quite touching the hole, just brushing around it until Aaron pushed back against him with an impatient grunt.
Griffin took in a breath. It had been a long time since Aaron had done this, so for both emotional and physical reasons Griffin had to go slowly. Even if he wanted to just take, he had to resist so this night would be incredible for both of them.
He pressed his index finger against the rosette of Aaron’s backside and gently pushed, letting the tip dip inside to begin to coat the channel with oil.
“Oh God,” Aaron moaned, burying his head against the coverlet as his fingers clenched into the fabric.
Griffin pressed farther, inserting his finger past the tightness of muscle into the warm welcome within. Aaron flexed around him, his body rippling and pulling Griffin even deeper inside. Griffin squeezed his eyes shut, so ready to feel that same pulse around his cock.
He pushed a second finger into the entrance, playing, pushing and finally penetrating so he could gently stretch Aaron and ready him for all to come.
“It’s been…” Aaron gasped. “Such a long time.”
Griffin leaned down and pressed a kiss to the smooth expanse of Aaron’s back and the other man jolted, arching his hips and pulling Griffin farther inside. He took the unspoken hint, the wordless invitation of Aaron’s body, and began to pump his two fingers back and forth, in and out. Aaron’s cock twitched in time and he gasped in pleasure with every thrust.
Griffin let it go on like that for a while, but his own body was screaming with desire by now. He needed Aaron and he wasn’t going to be able to wait much longer.
As if he could read Griffin’s mind, Aaron looked at him over his shoulder. The two men locked eyes and Aaron gave him a soft smile.
“Do it,” he whispered. “I want you to.”
