“I’d say you’re on board.”
“Baby, when it comes to you, I’m always ready and willin’.”
Reese pressed closer, the warmth of his chest against Brantley’s back, his cock hard and eager against his ass. The silence morphed into a steady hum of grunts and moans as Reese teased him with his hands and lips sliding across his back. Brantley took the liberty of getting the lube, then slicking Reese’s cock by reaching behind him. He knew Reese liked this position, and Brantley had no desire to move from where he was.
When Reese finally pushed inside him, Brantley closed his eyes and moaned softly, savoring the stretch as the man he loved drove him to the brink, never giving him what he needed to go over until they were both ready.
“Come with me, Brantley,” Reese whispered in his ear.
Brantley took over stroking his cock, timing it with the increasing pace of Reese’s thrusts.
“You close?”
A grunt was all Brantley could manage. He was holding on by a thread.
“Fuck, you feel so good.” Reese grabbed Brantley’s leg, lifting it as he began thrusting in deeper, harder. A few seconds later, Brantley felt the exquisite pulse of Reese’s cock, and he let himself go.
***
Evan came awake slowly, alerted by asound in his bedroom. He didn’t open his eyes, didn’t move a muscle. If it was Sophia, she usually planted both hands on his chest and shook him.
No one shook him.
“Evan?”
Yep, that was what had woken him—Becs’s sweet, lyrical voice calling his name.
Her soft, cool fingers trailed over his arm. “Evan.”
“Hmm?”
“I hate to wake you, but Reese texted me. They’re gonna need me for a case.”
He opened his eyes. The room was dark. The clock on his bedside table read 4:47A.M.
“What’s the case?”
She continued to whisper, answering with, “He said he didn’t know yet. Only that it’s not local.”
Evan forced himself to sit up, reaching for the lamp as he dropped his feet to the floor.
He didn’t think about the fact that he was wearing only a pair of shorts and nothing else. He was certainly covered where it was necessary, but it wasn’t exactly appropriate for his co-worker to see him like this.
Becs stepped back, her pretty blue eyes lingering on his chest. Evan didn’t want to admit how much he liked the way she was looking at him. It had been a long damn time since a woman had eyed him like she wanted to devour him.
“When do you have to leave?”
Her gaze jerked to his face. “Reese said he’d text with the time. Do you think Kaye will have a problem watching Carly?”
Evan shook his head. Kaye adored Carly. So did Evan. She was always welcome at their house.
“Of course not.”
“She’s a lifesaver.”
“You want some coffee for the road?”
“I didn’t mean to get you out of bed,” she said quickly. “I just didn’t want to leave without telling you. The girls were up until a little after one, so I’m sure they’ll sleep for a while. You should—”
