Carter shakes his head at my best friend and his only son. “No. You’re too mature for these guys, even at your age.”
“Hey!” Knox and Colin shout at the same time.
“What? He’s telling the truth,” Alex tells them.
And just like that, the rest of them dive into another argument about who is the most mature of them in the room.
Even if I want to kick them out, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
By the time everyone leaves,heading back to their respective places, Graham and I are collapsing onto our bed.
“I’m too tired to move.”
“Every bone in my body hurts. Worse than playing hockey,” Graham bemoans. “We should have hired somebody.”
“I don’t want strangers in our house.”
“I like the sound of that.” Graham turns his head to me.
“What?”
“Our house.”
Smiling at him, I press my lips to his. Savoring the taste of him. That the two of us are here together in this moment.
“Think it’s time to christen this place?”
I slide my hand under the waistband of his shorts, feeling the muscles of his ass grow taut.
“I love you, Noah, but I am too tired.”
That has me popping up onto my elbow and looking down at the man with his eyes closed. “Really? Not even a quick blow job?”
Graham quirks one eye open before closing it. “Think you could even get it up, old man?”
I slap his ass. “The one I’m worried about is you here. I’m perfectly fine.”
Graham rolls over onto his back, resting one arm behind his head.
The only thing in our room is our bed and a nightstand. All of the boxes that go in here will be dealt with tomorrow. Our main concern was unpacking the rest of the house.
The two of us can take care of in here.
“You know we’ll have the rest of our lives to do whatever we want here, right?”
I groan, snuggling into his warm side. “So sue me; I want to have a fun night on thevery first nightin our own house with my boyfriend.”
Turning on his side, Graham pins me with a stare that tells me I’m going to like whatever he says next. “How about hand jobs? That’s about all I can muster the energy for. Then tomorrow?—”
“Tomorrow what?”
I’m already moving in closer, tracing kisses along his unshaven jaw. Letting the bristles rub against my soft lips as I tug his earlobe between my teeth.
Graham cups my growing erection through my shorts.
“Tomorrow I will let you fuck me in every room of this house. Sound good?”
I give him a cocky grin before taking my time kissing him. Getting lost in the taste of him. The feel of him.
