“Turn over.”
Nico rolled beneath him, flipping to his back. Stone stared down into his face, admiring the smooth lines of his cheekbones, the high arch of his brow. His face had matured with age, making him not merely attractive but downright gorgeous.
“You know what I liked most about that night?”
Nico’s eyes flashed with curiosity. “What?”
“Your vulnerability. Your willingness to do whatever I wanted. I could’ve done anything to you that night.”
“You still can.”
That admission made Stone’s chest tighten. He still wasn’t sure this wasn’t a dream, but he prayed if it were that he never woke up. He wanted to live this out for the rest of his life. One night hadn’t been enough back then, and it certainly wouldn’t be enough now. But he didn’t know where this was headed. And if he had to choose between spending one night with them or none at all, he would certainly choose this.
He lowered his hips, rubbing his cock along Nico’s. He watched as the pleasure caused Nico’s expression to change, his jaw relaxing as his eyes drifted closed. Stone rocked gently, the friction causing his skin to tingle.
“When was the last time you were with a man?”
Nico’s eyes slowly opened. “It’s been a while.”
“How long’s a while?”
“Five years.”
That shouldn’t have pleased him the way it did. “I’ll try to be gentle, but I won’t make any promises.”
“I don’t want gentle.”
“No?”
Nico shook his head.
“You want rough?”
Nico’s eyes flashed with heat. “Rough and dirty. That’s your promise, right?”
Stone wanted to tell him he’d give him anything he wanted, but he kept that to himself. Unlike earlier with Stevie, he sensed Nico’s vulnerability. It seemed that when it was just the two of them, he was nervous. Why? Because he couldn’t hide what he was feeling? Because he couldn’t distract himself? Couldn’t hide from it?
Or was Stone merely seeing something that wasn’t there? Was he fooling himself into believing that tonight could turn into more?
Propping himself on one arm, Stone reached between them, fisting both their cocks. He held firm, rolling his hips, using the momentum to guide his hand as he stroked them both, their cocks rubbing together.
Nico gasped, his head tipping back, his neck stretching. It was a beautiful sight.
“I want inside you, Nico.” Stone continued to watch him. “I want to feel you wrapped around me.”
Nico was breathing harder, his chest rising and falling faster.
“You want me inside you?”
“Yes, goddammit. Fuck yes.”
“Put your hand on your cock,” he instructed.
Nico reached down, his fingers grazing Stone’s dick as he wrapped his fingers around himself.
“Stroke it.”
When he started jerking himself hard and fast, Stone put his hand over his and squeezed.
