“Yeah, that… that seems pretty fucking real,” he gasped. “But prove it. Say something only you would say.”
I ran my teeth over his collarbone the way I’d imagined doing a million times, just to watch him shiver, and I inhaled his green-grass scent like a drug. “Want you, Teagan Donahue,” I whispered. “I’ve wanted you andonlyyou, for so damn long.”
“Oh, God. Oh, wait, really? That doesn’t help me decide atall,” he groaned. He cradled my jaw in both of his hands and pulled my head back so he could look up at me. “But say it again anyway,” he commanded.
I couldn’t help but smile down at him goofily, and then all the words I’d been holding back for eleven goddamn months started spilling out of me in a torrent. “I want you. I have wanted you from the moment you first ranted in the lobby. You were the most beautiful human being I’d ever seen.” I ran a possessive hand up the center of his chest to clench around the base of his throat. “And I think I knew even then that you wereitfor me. But you’d just gotten out of a relationship. And you wanted to stay very platonic friends?—”
“I did not! I thoughtyoudid!”
I shook my head. “I went out to the bar tonight because I thought you were going out with Other-John, and the jealousy was eating me. I thought I’d missed my chance—” Just remembering how close I’d thought I was to losing him made my voice rough, and Teagan must have heard it because he yanked me down into another drugging, consuming kiss.
He ran his hands up and down my back, tugging fretfully at my shirt. “Want to touch you. Want your skin.”
I reached behind me and yanked my T-shirt up and off. Teagan had seen me shirtless a billion times before, but neverlikethis, and for a half second, I wondered if he found my uncut bulk and furry chest attracti?—
“Oh, God,” Teagan groaned breathlessly, staring at my stomach. His hands trembled just a little before his palms touched me, and then he skated them up to tangle in my chest hair. “I’ve decided the coma can have me. I’m not waking up.” He bit his lip and looked up at me with heat in his eyes. “You’re gorgeous, John.”
I wrapped his long, silky hair around my fist as amusement andbelongingsang through my blood in a potent combination. “You’re ridiculous.” I tugged gently.
“You’resexy.” He nuzzled his face into my chest hair.
“You’re so fucking sweet.” I tugged harder.
“I’m in love with you,” he blurted.
I froze.
“I… I mean.” He swallowed convulsively, looking suddenly afraid, but then he straightened his spine. “Actually, I mean exactly what I said. I’m in love with you. And I’m tired of pretending I’m not. I’m tired of pretending I only want you as a friend when you’re so much more.”
So was I.
His neck and jaw were smooth under my lips as I kissed my way back up his neck to take his mouth once again.
But before I did, I leaned in and whispered. “Good. Because I love you, too. I always have.”
Teagan surged up on his toes, pushing me against the opposite wall, and fused our mouths together. God, I loved the way he kissed. Then he dropped to his knees right there on the floor, kissing his way down my happy trail and fumbling with the button on my pants.Fuck, I really loved that, too. So much that my breath stuttered and my hips surged forward, wanting the hard press of his hands.
Together we managed to wrestle my pants down and off. My cock bounced against my stomach, and Teagan stared at it while slowly licking those perfect lips.
“Please, T,” I begged softly.
He smiled up at me brilliantly. Then, he gripped the base of my cock with one smooth hand, and his tongue darted out to lick the tip. He closed his eyes like he was enjoying the flavor.
“Oh, yeah,” I approved.
Then the scalding heat of his mouth engulfed me as he took me to the back of his throat in one smooth movement.
“H-holy fuck!” I yelled. My hand tightened in Teagan’s hair while the other scrabbled against the wall, trying to find something to hold on to since gravity had ceased to exist.
Teagan moaned lewdly in response, like he was enjoying this as much as I was, which simply couldn’t be possible.
He braced his forearm against my thigh as he sucked me, using his tongue to swirl around my sensitive cock head, and his fingertips dug in to my muscles, leaving five distinct Teagan-shaped impressions.
I fucking approved.
“God, Teagan. So fucking good, baby. Don’t stop.”
I wanted to close my eyes and savor every sensation, but the view was too compelling to close my eyes. Teagan, on his knees, his mouth stretched wide around me, his eyes sex-hazed and watering just a little, and then below that, Teagan’s own straining cock, freed from his towel, which he was jerking with his free hand in time to the pull of his lips. Utter fucking perfection.
