Brantley’s hips dropped, pressing to his, and Reese hooked his leg behind Brantley’s knee, pulling him closer, eager to feel every inch of him.
When Brantley lifted his head and held his stare, Reese said the three words he hadn’t said nearly enough. “I love you.”
“I love you, too,” Brantley rumbled softly.
It felt like a band snapped in his chest, freeing him from the tension that had burdened him for so long. The pain and anguish he’d suffered because of his own actions. He’d hated himself and too many times during his self-loathing phase, he’d decided he didn’t deserve Brantley. He still wasn’t sure he did, but he’d learned he didn’t know how to exist without him. Didn’t evenwantto.
Reese didn’t try to pull out of Brantley’s firm grip on his wrists, but he lifted his head, finding that delectable mouth with his own. He kissed him, willed Brantley to feel all that it contained. Love, need, desire. Want, hope, promise.
“I missed how you taste,” Brantley moaned against his lips. “Missed the heat of you beneath me.”
Reese used his leg to nudge him closer, silently requesting more.
“You want me inside you, Reese?”
“So fucking much,” he admitted roughly.
A soft growl escaped Brantley, and then the heat of him disappeared as he sat up, reached for the nightstand.
Reese didn’t move except to use his hands to caress Brantley’s thighs while he watched the man lube his cock. Reese’s ass clenched, a desperate ache consuming him. The only one who could sate him was this man, the man he loved, the man he wanted to spend eternity with.
“Pull your knees back,” Brantley instructed.
Reese did, baring himself to Brantley’s hungry gaze.
He hissed when cool liquid dripped onto his balls, lower, dribbling down toward his anus. He moaned when the head of Brantley’s cock painted the lubricant along his taint, lower. When Brantley’s cockhead pushed against his hole, Reese relaxed, pulling his legs closer to his chest, urging Brantley to fill him completely.
Reese kept his eyes locked on Brantley’s face, watched every expression, how his mouth tightened when he slipped the head in, stretching him. And how his eyes narrowed as he watched where their bodies would soon be joined. He loved that face, loved every single nuance about it.
Brantley’s eyes darted up, catching Reese as he ogled him.
“You ready for me?”
“Always.”
The steel blue of his eyes darkened as he shifted his hips forward, pushing his cock in slowly. Reese breathed deep, expecting pain but only receiving pleasure. Even though there was discomfort, it felt insanely good because this was Brantley. Reese’s body had acclimated to this intimacy, made him crave what only Brantley had ever given him.
Brantley teased him with shallow penetration, pulling out, pushing in an inch.
“You want more?” Brantley asked.
“I want everything.”
Although the heat flashed in his gaze, Brantley didn’t thrust into him the way Reese expected. He sank in slow, a never-ending slide that grazed every part of him. Brantley shifted forward until he was balls deep, then leaned forward until Reese’s calves rested on his shoulders.
“Put your hands over your head,” Brantley instructed. “Grip the headboard.”
He did, holding himself still as his body stretched to accommodate Brantley’s thick cock.
Brantley met his gaze and held him captive as he began to retreat before slowly sinking into him. Over and over, he repeated the incredible slide and retreat. Reese let the pleasure rush over him, tilting his hips to take more each time Brantley filled him. It was heaven.
“Can you come like this?” Brantley taunted.
“Most definitely.”
Brantley smirked. “Then let’s see how long you can last.”
Minutes felt like centuries as Brantley tormented him with slow, deep thrusts. Reese endured because he never wanted it to end. When the electric spark in his spine would tingle in warning, Brantley would pull back, as though he knew how close Reese was. Their bodies remained joined as Brantley fucked him with exquisite torture.
