Page 20 of The Note
I smirked. “I mean, residency isn’t easy, you know? If I had to choose between sleep and sex…” I trailed off.
“That’s probably because you haven’t had sex with me yet,” he said sunnily.
I laughed and let my hand coast lower, over his jaw, until my thumb was pressed against his bottom lip, right in that fucking divot.
Right then, I would have given up sleep for a thousand years to have him. Oxygen too. I was supremely aware of my rock-hard cock tenting the front of my boxers with every breath. But I was scared.
“I don’t want to rush things too fast,” I said.
“Gus? After eight years, I don’t think we have to worry about things going too fast.”
I grinned, but… I wasn’t as sure.
“I know we have a lot of stuff to figure out. Like, metric shit-tons of stuff to figure out. But…” Tyler lifted a hand to toy with the collar of my shirt. “Do you know what I thought when I saw you walking toward me last night? To rescue me? I thought ‘Thank God,’Gus. Because I knew you were the only person at this whole wedding… hell, in the wholeworld…who was there forme.” He lifted his gaze to mine. “You remember you used to tell me that if I put as much effort into figuring things out as I did into thinking up ways toavoidfiguring things out, we’d be way further along? Well… I amfinallytaking your advice. And I don’t wanna waste any more time.”
He leaned forward to press a kiss to my lips and I lifted both hands to his head, holding him in place.Christ,kissing him was impossibly hot. My hips lifted up against the blankets instinctively, searching for friction and my hands roamed over his back, pushing up his shirt so I could feel his skin.
It got even hotter when Tyler leaned back far enough to catch my eye and give me a wicked smile, then leaned in again to kiss my Adam’s apple…my clavicle… my sternum, through the gray, cotton t-shirt. He pushed my shirt up past my ribs and ran appreciative hands over my torso.
“I could take this off,” I whispered, reaching down to grab the hem.
Tyler pulled back, biting his lip again, and nodded a little sheepishly.
“Sorry. I… kinda felt like maybe if I interrupted, you’d regain your sanity or something and disappear.”
The thought was so close to what I’d thought before, I felt a pang.
“Tyler?” I said, leaning back on my hands once he’d thrown my shirt on the floor and climbed over my lap.
“Yeah?”
“I’m here for as long as you want me.”
Tyler smiled, but shook his head. “Hush. Don’t say things you don’t mean, okay? Let’s just take this as it comes.”
I hesitated, not wanting to freak him out, not wanting to push the issue. But it seemed important to spell things out from now on.
“Tyler, I’ve never been unsure aboutmyfeelings. So, we’ll just take this atyourpace.”
“My pace?” He lifted one eyebrow. “You mean it?”
I nodded. “Slow as you wanna go.” Even if it killed me.
If my dick hadn’t already been hard enough to cut glass, Tyler’s grin would have gotten it there.
“Excellent,” he said.
Then he pushed me back down and began licking a path down my body.
“Tyler!” My voice sounded strangled to my own ears. “I thought we saidslow.”
“You said as slow asIwanted.” He pulled back the blanket and ran his nose up and down the length of my cock. I could feel his warm breath even through the thin boxers and…
“Jesus Fucking Christ!”
Tyler chuckled darkly. “Yeah, see, I don’t feel like moving slow atall.”
“Shit,” I breathed, twining my hands in his hair.
