Page 78 of The Science of Attraction

I held on for all I was worth, wrapping my arms around his body when the sheet was pulled from my grip. Seconds later, he tensed and threw his head back with a shout, his dick pulsing deep in my arse for two final shuddering thrusts before he collapsed on my chest, a sweaty, panting mess.

“Holy motherfucking Christ.”

I chuckled and kissed his hair. “Have fun?”

He fought to catch his breath, his face still buried against the side of my neck. “Jesus, that was intense.” He lifted his head, a huge grin on his face.

“You look pretty damn pleased with yourself,” I observed wryly.

“I am. And just so you know, I’m gonna need a season ticket for that ride.”

I laughed and went to kiss him, but he wriggled sideways. “Nope, we’re not done yet.” He slid free of my arse, frowning when I tried and failed to hide my wince.

“I hate that part,” I explained, feeling my cheeks heat.

He bent low to kiss me. “Good to know. I’ll be more careful next time.” He kissed me again, then disposed of the condom on the floor and wrapped a hand around my still-hard dick.

I tried to brush him away. “I don’t need?—”

His grip tightened. “But I do.” He slid off the bed and onto his knees. “I want you to paint my face.”

I blinked. “Yeah?”

He cocked his head. “Well, I’m not down here for the fun of it. Come on.” He took my hand and tugged me to my feet. “This is on my list.” He gave an almost-shy smile.

I grinned. “You have a list?”

“You better believe it.”

I smirked and ran my fingers through his hair while I worked my cock with my other hand, right in front of his face.

“Fuck, that’s hot.” He stared, licking his lips.

A warm buzz bubbled at the base of my spine, and I tilted his chin to run the head of my cock around his lips, leaving a trail of slick pre-come in its wake. He immediately licked it clean with such obvious pleasure it almost sent me over. I was seconds away when our eyes met and he opened his mouth, waiting.

It was the sexiest fucking sight and my dick instantly swelled, the release sending pleasure rocketing up my spine as I spilled everything I had onto his face. Some made it into his mouth, but most landed on his chin and lips and cheeks, running down his face until he looked thoroughly and epically debauched.

“Damn, Jules.” I shoved him backwards onto the floor before joining him, crawling up his body to hold him in place while I licked his face clean.

“Fucking hell.” He laughed as I licked a stripe up the side of his face. “That was the hottest fucking sex I’ve had in my entire life. Fucking you and then having you come all over my face?” He grabbed my head in his hands. “Jesus, Liam. It doesn’t get any better.” He pulled me down and plunged his tongue into my mouth for a thorough mauling before he popped off again. “You taste so good.”

“You’re crazy.” I collapsed onto his chest. “But it is definitely shower time. I am not sleeping in Zach and Luke’s bed looking like this.” I tested my legs, but they were still jelly. “Maybe in a minute or two.”

Jules laughed and rolled me onto my back, then straddled my hips. “They have abigshower.” His dark eyebrows popped up and down.

I poked him in the chest. “I’m gonna need a hell of a lot more time than that, you little trollop. Almost forty, remember? Now get off me.”

He was still chuckling as I spun the mixer to brain-blistering hot and vainly tried to grab my heart down from the ceiling before it floated off into that fantasy world where all impossible relationships went to die. Except, no, I wasn’t going to do that. We had a chance at making this work. I shot him a sideways look. Didn’t we?

Jules’ arms snaked around my waist, his lips finding the slope of my shoulder. “I can hear you thinking a mile away, all those worries circling that big brain of yours. But we arenotmaking a mistake. This is a good thing, Liam. You and I are a good thing. Let’s just take it step by step, baby. We’ll work it out. No one can stop us, except us.”

I turned and pulled him in with me under the hot spray of water. I kissed him, desperate to believe his words while knowing that the world didn’t always work that way. But Jules knew that too, maybe more than most, which made us both idiots. There were a lot of unanswered questions, and when push came to shove, would Jules really walk away from the one thing he was born to do? Would he leave his land, his future, his passion, the life that made his heart sing? And for what? For me?

Who the fuck would do something like that?

And who the fuck would let them?

It could taint our future. We could be doomed before we even started.

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