“I don’t know, but I like this. I like kissing you more than I should.” Luke leaned closer to Bryan, almost brushing his shoulder.
“How much should you like kissing me?”
Luke let his gaze travel down Bryan’s body to his cock. Neither of them had put on clothes, and now both of them had obvious boners. He remembered his conversation with Nichole only an hour ago. She’d voiced her concern about being a third wheel, and here he was thinking of fucking Bryan silly and forgetting all about her, but Bryan was too tempting to ignore. His body craved the man, and he just needed to get his rocks off—or, at least, that had been what he’d told himself.
He cringed. That was how other guys thought of him—only as a tool to get off with. He’d been a booty call too many times, but building a relationship took time and energy. Maybe treating Bryan like an ass was the smart thing to do.
Luke abandoned his food and pulled Bryan to the black leather couch. He pushed him down and stared at the man’s body. No, Bryan wasn’t a model, but he was super hot and his cock was just the size Luke liked.
“I want to fuck you silly, but since you’ve never done anal it would be wrong. But boy, do I ever want to.”
“I’m willing to try.”
Bryan looked so cute when he was trying to please Luke. “It wouldn’t be fair to you. We need to do some anal play first, and I want you too bad to be patient right now. Maybe later.” Luke cursed himself for being so considerate. He was supposed to be being an ass, but every time he looked at Bryan goose bumps travelled up his spine and emotion twisted his heart.
Bryan shivered below him. Luke kissed Bryan’s jaw line and worked down to his chest, then teased his nipples with his tongue. Bryan reached for Luke’s dick, but he leant back.
“Oh, no, we’re going to go slow with this.”
“You’re frustrating the hell out of me,” Bryan said.
“Good. I want you so hot when you stick your cock into my hole that you come almost automatically.”
Bryan growled and tried to flip Luke over, but Luke had the upper hand. He held him down and kissed Bryan over and over again. They rolled off the couch and onto the plush area rug. Bryan grabbed a condom off the glass coffee table and slid the latex on. He slathered his dick in lube, all the while keeping his gaze locked with Luke’s.
“How do you want me?” Bryan asked.
“This way.” Luke raised his legs, giving Bryan access to his ass.
Bryan hesitated, his eyes glassed over with desire and fright. He poked his dick at Luke but didn’t shove it in.
“Just give it a good push,” Luke growled.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
Luke threw back his head and laughed. No other guy had given a shit if he’d been hurt or not. At least Bryan cared.
“Babe, you’re too sweet. Sink in, I won’t get hurt.”
Bryan lined up again, this time slipping the tip of his cock into Luke’s ass. “Oh, shit. That’s tight.”
Luke pulled Bryan close, sandwiching his dick against Bryan’s stomach. The friction of Bryan’s belly against his cock brought him closer to orgasm. They gazed into each other’s eyes. Painful emotions filled Bryan’s face. Affection bounced between them, unspoken but still there.
At one point it seemed as if Bryan’s emotions were too close to the surface. The man must have been through one hell of a bad relationship. Luke wanted to soothe him and hold him until all the pain fled. This coupling seemed to be more than just fucking. Bryan would probably deny his feelings if Luke pressed, but something good had happened and it was scaring the crap out of him.
Bryan pumped into him, his teeth gritted. It was no surprise to Luke when Bryan blew his load less than a minute after they’d started. The guy had probably wanted this for years but had been too afraid to seek out a man. Luke reached between them and finished by stroking off as Bryan propped himself up on his elbows, almost collapsing on top of him. Thick emotions filled Luke and intertwined between him and Bryan. Their gazes connected and they stared at each other in awe as Luke let his hands skitter over Bryan’s body.
He should probably send Bryan on his way immediately. His emotions for this man were too much. He didn’t want to get hurt again, and Bryan had made him no promises. But with a masochistic streak that filled him, reminding him of his string of failed relationships, Luke wanted to see how far Bryan would take this before he bailed. Something between them yanked at his heart, leaving Luke desperate to have a connection with this man, even if Bryan dumped him after a few days.
Chapter Three
Nichole woke up in a strange bed, in a strange room. She sat straight up, then flopped back down onto the mattress once she remembered she’d spent the night at Luke’s. Her face heated as the memory of talking to Luke surfaced. Oh, crap, I fucking told him everything.