Page 131 of Body Check

Dakota settled his hands against Gavin’s chest and slid his tongue between his lips. And though the kiss had started as a way to stop Gavin’s overthinking, Dakota quickly got lost in the soft, damp heat of Gavin’s mouth and the gentle scrape of his facial hair.

Gavin made a sound low in his throat, his hands coming up to pull Dakota closer. And then they were kissing in earnest. Dakota pressed forward until Gavin’s back hit the windows that stretched across one wall of the condo living room. He had a flash of memory of their night in LA and the little exhibitionist kink they both seemed to have.

“You seemed to like my fingers inside you the other morning,” Dakota rasped as he pressed damp kisses to Gavin’s stubbled jaw.

Gavin shivered. “You know I did.”

“How would you feel about me fucking you?” Dakota whispered.

Gavin gripped his waist more tightly. “Would you?”

“If you want it, yeah.” Dakota worked his way lower, rubbing the tip of his nose against the spot below Gavin’s ear that always smelled so good. Gavin’s hands reflexively tightened on him again. “I’d get you on your hands and knees in front of this wall of windows …”

The sound Gavin made was a low rumble in his chest, so Dakota continued whispering filthy things in his ear. “I could open you up while you look out at the city and wonder who’s watching us.Maybe they’d enjoy seeing a big strong man like you taking my fingers.”

Gavin panted, his breath hot against Dakota’s neck, his grip almost painfully tight, his cock growing thick and hard against Dakota’s stomach.

Dakota rocked against him, growing hard himself, feeling the urge to chase that delicious friction. “And then, when you’re open and ready to take me, I could slide my cock right in. Do you think they’d enjoy seeing that? Seeing you come apart all over?—”

The ping of Gavin’s phone made them both jump, pulling away from each other before dissolving into awkward laughter as their gazes met. Maybe they’d gotten a little carried away. Seemed to be a habit for them. Though, at least this time they’d been in the privacy of Gavin’s condo.

“Fuck,” Gavin muttered. His hands trembled a little as he pulled the phone out of his pocket. “Thad’s on his way up. You made me forget he was even coming over.”

Dakota grinned. “Good. My plan worked then.”

Gavin shot him a look of mingled annoyance and respect. “Was thatallthat was?”

“No.” Dakota smoothed down Gavin’s neatly pressed black shirt, the fabric warm from his skin. “I really do want to fuck you sometime, if you’re up for it.”

Gavin grabbed his hand, dragging it down to where his cock—still half-hard—pressed at the fly of his soft wool trousers. “I’m up for it. No drugs required.”

Dakota pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Cheesy.”

“You love it,” Gavin said.

Dakota’s heart thudded in his chest, blood ringing in his ears as the word registered.

Gavin opened his mouth like he was going to say something. Maybe take the words back or something, so Dakota leaned forward, briefly pressing his lips to Gavin’s to stop him, then resting their foreheads together.

He whispered, “Maybe I do” and it was the most honest and terrifying thing he had ever said aloud.

But there was no time for him to think about it anymore or for Gavin to respond, because a moment later there was a quiet knock on the condo door.

“You’ve got this,” Dakota said softly, patting his chest. “And I’m going to be right by your side while you do.”

When Gavin opened the door, his brother was on the other side.

Of course he was, that was who he’d gotten a text from a few minutes ago. But Thad was here, in his building, waiting expectantly for him to say something and Gavin was suddenly overwhelmed.

“Come in,” he finally managed, voice rough. His head was spinning from the dizzying array of feelings coursing through him.

To go from the lust-filled moment earlier, to Dakota admitting he loved him—thatwaswhat he’d said, wasn’t it?—to seeing his brother, made him feel like he’d been on one of those carnivalrides that titled him sideways and whirled him around until he didn’t know which direction was up.

“I can, uh, take your coat,” he offered as Thad stepped inside the condo.

“Thanks.”

Thad shrugged off his puffer jacket to reveal he was dressed casually in jeans, a white T-shirt, and an open green button-down shirt. He bent to take off his boots and Gavin stared down at Thad’s hair, wondering if his brother dyed it. It was still so dark brown, with none of the silver at the temples like Gavin had.

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