He turned away from me, but not before I saw his amused expression. “Nope. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Uh-huh. I know your game, Roman Zohar Vidar Frewin Trevil. I see you smiling over there.”
“I’m not smiling. And why the hell are you full-naming me right now?”
“Because I think it’s hilarious that you have like seventeen middle names.”
He sighed. “It’s only three.”
“That I know of.”
“Oh my fuck, I don’t have more names than that.”
I laughed. “Uh-huh.”
“You’re a menace.”
I flipped him off as I laughed, then walked down the hall toward his bedroom where I’d left my bag earlier. “Whatever you say, Mr. Pants On Fire.” My pants are about to be on fire just from looking at him.
I heard his laugh even though he cut it off to hide it from me.
What a dork.
But I still had a grin on my face the entire time, and when he didn’t immediately follow me into his bedroom, I called out, “Rome?”
“Yeah?”
“Come here!”
Roman had been so sweet and fun tonight—and fucking sexy as hell—and I wanted him to know how much I appreciated him and his willingness to put up with all our friends and family members.
And… I still really wanted to lick him.
No, Ineededto.
Maybe tonight was the night… if I could find the courage.
Chapter Thirty-Six
Roman
For a second, I thought something was wrong. I thought Oak was injured, although I had no idea how that could’ve happened in the thirty seconds they were away from me. But that was my only thought.
When I walked into my bedroom, I didn’t even have a moment to blink before Oakley was in my arms. I caught them with ease, even though I was surprised. They smiled up at me, grabbed the back of my neck, and pulled me down into a kiss. I responded immediately, kissing them back with as much passion as they were giving me.
Our tongues met in a fervid dance as their hands roamed my back and arms. I grabbed their hip and ran my other hand down their back, stopping just above their ass. I wanted to grab it—hell, I wanted to bite it—but I’d meant it when I’d said I was okay with going slow, with going at their pace.
But then Oak grabbed my ass and let out this little growl that made my cock jump to attention. They pulled my body against theirs, and I felt their growing length rub against mine through our clothes.
How I longed to be naked with them, to feel their skin gliding along mine.
For now, if they were feeling up my ass, maybe I could feel up theirs.
Tentatively, I moved one hand down to cup their ass cheek, and a moan fell from both our mouths. I broke the kiss enough to ask against their lips, “This okay?”
“Mhm. More than.”
That made me grin, and I reached down, grabbing their ass in both of my hands and pulling them against me. Our cocks rubbed together again, and the moan Oakley let out was music to my ears.
