Neither of them moved.
Brantley wasn’t sure he wanted to.He was comfortable right where he was, Reese’s arm draped over him, his hard body warm along his back.
“We could even meet up with Simon,” Brantley suggested.“Find out if he knows anything worth lookin’ into.”
“We could,” Reese said again, sounding as unenthusiastic as he had the first time.
Brantley sighed when Reese kissed the back of his neck.He tipped his head forward, encouraging more.Reese placed another kiss on his neck and another on his shoulder.
“Or we could stay right here,” he mumbled, moaning softly when Reese’s hand glided down his stomach, lower.
“Or we could stay right here,” Reese echoed, his touch feather-light as he began stroking him.
“God, that feels good.”
“It’s meant to,” Reese whispered.
When Reese shifted, Brantley took the opportunity to roll to his back.Before Reese could get any ideas of going anywhere, Brantley cupped the back of his head and pulled him in for a kiss.
“You brushed your teeth,” he said, grinning against Reese’s mouth.“You cheated.”
“Mmm.”Reese didn’t respond, his tongue sliding into Brantley’s mouth.He could feel the eagerness in Reese’s kiss, in the way his hands moved over him.He wasn’t rushing, he was savoring, and it was perfect.
He let Reese lead, his hands sliding over Reese’s warm skin as he shifted until he was draped over Brantley.Banding his arms around Reese, he held him tight as their tongues glided in a heated mating of mouths.He would never get enough of this man.
He loved moments like this.When they could slow down enough to simply be together, neither of them in a hurry to finish.Sure, his blood was pumping faster, thickening as lust consumed him.He wanted to feel Reese.It was an addiction that had to be fed, a need that couldn’t be ignored.Whenever he was with Reese, everything felt right.
“I want you inside me,” he whispered against Reese’s lips.
Reese didn’t break the kiss, but he shifted, a clear sign that he’d heard him.Brantley moved with him, lifting his knee, making room for the man he loved.Long minutes passed, and the kiss continued as Brantley reached for the lubricant, prepared Reese’s cock.When he was hanging by a frayed thread, Reese finally pushed inside him.
Brantley groaned, shifting, moving so Reese could slide in deeper.
“Fuck,” he grunted, grabbing Reese’s ass, pulling him closer, taking him to the hilt.“Yes.Just like that.”
Reese continued to move inside him, his cock tunneling deep with slow, sensual strokes while their foreheads rested together, breaths mingling.
“I love you,” Brantley told him because he’d promised himself he would always ensure Reese knew how he felt.Well, that and because it was so easy to say when it was true.
“God, Brantley,” Reese hissed.“You feel…”
Brantley cut him off with a kiss, letting himself feel everything.
Seconds turned to minutes, and the slow and leisurely pace picked up speed, morphing into a frantic need for release.They chased it together, Reese fucking him with rough thrusts.
When he knew Reese was close, Brantley reached between them and stroked his cock, wanting to come when Reese did.
“Now, baby,” Brantley urged.“Come inside me.”
“Oh, fuck … oh, fuck…”
Reese grabbed Brantley’s free hand, pinning it to the bed as he slammed into him one final time.
They came together in a cacophony of grunts and moans.
And when it was over, Brantley savored the lingering completion that allowed him to float for a little while.It was a feeling he’d only ever felt with Reese.It was a release so much more powerful than merely his body.
“I love you, too,” Reese said as he dropped to his side of the bed, panting like he’d run five miles.
