Page 22 of Affair
Maybe it was the adrenaline, but he wanted to hold him and taste him for the very first time.
“I was overheated anyway,” Poe admitted. “I trusted you, Gamble. That’s the bottom line. You’re healing, and whole again.The Gamble I met two months ago wouldn’t have dared to even try. That’s worth a dunk in the pond anytime.”
Gamble was honest.
“You fixed me,” he said. “I’m back because of you, Poe,” he said. “I’m whole because of you,” he added, and then, he did it.
He just took the chance, and he found his mouth with his and kissed him.
It was warm, it was filled with an explosive heat, and they both fell into the mating of mouths. Gamble controlled the kiss, and he could feel Poe relenting beneath him.
His body was on autopilot as he made love to this man’s mouth, and he liked it.
He liked it a lot.
Until he felt the man tense.
It was clear that the panic came, and Poe put a stop to the kiss.
At the push to his chest, he backed off.
Gamble blinked as that intense, orgasmic pleasure was coming to an abrupt halt. He had been feeling something lost months ago, and now, that was ended too.
And his erection was back after the cold dip.
Well, shit.
Now, he absolutely couldn’t leave. That kiss told him everything he needed to know.
That desire was legit.
The man beneath him needed Gamble to stop kissing him.
For Poe, there was fear.
Why?
Because it took everything for Poe to break that kiss. Oh, he never wanted it to end. He wanted to lay there in the man’s arms, being close to him.
And going further.
It was his greatest wish.
Only, he couldn’t risk Gamble since he was his patient. He’d have to stop practicing.
“I can’t,” Poe whispered, his lips tasting like the gorgeous man. “You’re my patient. I have to protect you.”
That threw a wet blanket on the moment.
Gamble felt dumb.
Stupid.
Careless.
There was the erection killing moment.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have…,” he began, and started moving away from him to retreat to get off of the man. “I apologize, Doctor.”
