Chapter Fifteen
Grant moaned as Sunny’s fingers wrapped around his cock, biting down on his lip to save himself a little embarrassment.
It’d been a long time since anyone had touched him like this. He wasn't sure he wanted Sunny to know that.
Not that he thought Sunny would mind. His head was still spinning with the knowledge that hehadn’tbeen reading Sunny wrong, that all the little hints he’d been throwing out had been serious.
“This is nice,” Sunny murmured against his ear, making a shiver run down Grant’s spine. “As expected,” he added.
“You’ve been thinking about this?” Grant asked, closing his eyes tight in an effort to keep himself under control. His hips were already rocking into Sunny’s hand, his thighs burning with the effort of holding still.
He wanted so much more, and he wanted itnow, dammit.
A tight knot of arousal sat heavy in his stomach, every tiny touch of Sunny’s fingers, every breath against Grant’s neck tugging on it, urgency building deep inside him.
He’d wanted Sunny for so long, and now it was happening, and he couldn’t bring himself to care what else that meant.
Besides, Sunny had started it. And he trusted Sunny.
He could have this. He could have it, and not have to be afraid that it’d end in disaster.
And it felt sogood.
“A lot,” Sunny responded. “I… yeah, let’s just go with a lot. I might’ve had a crush on you for a while.”
He glanced down at Grant’s crotch, brushing his thumb over the head of his cock. He’d been so quick to get Grant’s pants open that it shouldn’t really have been a surprise that this wasn’t a sudden impulse, but something he’d wanted, too.
“Maybe since you answered your door shirtless. You arereallyhot,” Sunny added after a moment.
“Yeah?” Grant raised an eyebrow, surprised. He wasn’t used to hearing things like that.
Sunny nodded, biting down on his lower lip. “Oh yeah. If you look up sexy older man in the dictionary, there’s a picture of you instead of a definition.”
“I… don’t think that’s in the dictionary, but I’ll take the compliment,” Grant said, surprised by Sunny’s enthusiasm.
Up until Sunny had kissed him, he’d thought he had absolutelynochance with someone as gorgeous as him.
Hearing that Sunny had been waiting for this, too, felt amazing. Grant’s confidence in himself had never been high, and it’d gotten worse as he’d aged, but Sunny…
Sunny made him feel attractive. Along with a whole lot of other things.
“Good,” Sunny grinned at him, flicking open the button of his own fly with his free hand. “Because if you feel sexy, this’ll be better for both of us. Trust me.”
“I do trust you,” Grant said, though he wasn’t sure that was what he was supposed to take from that.
Sunnydidmake him feel a little sexy, though. If Sunny wanted him, he had to be attractive.
Even if that was only to Sunny, that was enough.
Sunny was the first person he’d reallywantedlike this in a long time, and the only one who’d ever wanted him back.
That was hot. And that was probably enough.
“Has anyone ever told you you’re incredibly sweet?” Sunny asked, shifting his weight on Grant’s lap. He was still playing with his cock, long, slow strokes that kept Grant’s interest up, but weren’t doing much to get him off.
Not yet, anyway.
He got the feeling Sunny had a plan.
