Page 59 of One More Yule Log
“Are you—did you just ask me to move in?” Gray’s pretty eyes went wide, his lips parting. He waited, hardly breathing, staring at Ben.
“I did. I am. You can say no. I will still love you.”
“Why on earth would I say no?” Gray lunged at him, laughing with what sounded like pure joy, face wreathed in smiles. “Yes. I mean, as long as Liv is okay with it.”
“We’ll talk to her together, but I want you there. I want you home with us.”
Gray hugged him tight. “Oh, babe, I want that too. I know it’s crazy, but I want to be with you two full-time.”
“Thank God.” Ben held on, breathing with Gray.
“Yeah. Yeah. Wow. Okay, so I won’t renew my lease.” Gray kinda danced him about before kissing him hard.
“We can bring your granny’s furniture, your chair, everything. And you’ll be home.”
“I love that. Thank you, babe. You’re amazing.”
“I just…I know it’s fast. I know it, but fast or slow, it’s right.”
“It is.” Gray leaned their foreheads together.
“That’s what matters.” He tilted his head and stole a kiss, thanking Gray the best way he knew how.
Gray wrapped both arms around his neck, pressing inside his mouth to touch him, and Ben tasted sugar. He grabbed Gray’s ass, pulling his lover close.
“Mmm.” Gray hugged him close, taking the kiss even deeper.
He let it go, sinking in, letting himself fall. Gray would catch him, he just knew it.
“Come to bed, love. I want to have made love to you here.”
“Oh, I like that.” Ben smiled, moving to strip off his shirt and realizing he still had his coat on. “Oops.”
They blinked at each other, and then they started laughing, good and hard.
“Here, let me help, babe.” Gray pushed off Ben’s coat and tossed it on a little bench he hadn’t noticed sitting at the end of the bed. The shirt followed.
“Good man. I need you, Bad.” He groaned and stripped out of his pants after he kicked off his boots.
“God, you’re pretty.” Gray admired him, just eating him up with those eyes.
“You make me feel…I’m dizzy with how much I need you.” Dale had been comforting, warm, this deep peace. Gray woke him up, made him ache.
“I love that.” Gray reached for him, pulling him close again.
His cock leaped, jerking hard against Gray’s belly, the touch of bare skin near unbearable.
“Hey, there.” Gray laughed, the sound pure joy, and grabbed his cock, stroking it.
“Hey, baby. I want you like breathing.” His hips moved like they had a mind of their own.
“I can see that. You got me. Whatever you want.”
Ben took Gray’s hand and drew him toward the bed. He wanted whatever Gray would give him.
They stretched out together, Gray kissing him over and over, slow and steady, stealing his breath. He moaned, luxuriating in this little bit of afternoon delight. It felt so naughty, and not the kind of thing he’d ever really done.
“I’m going to move in,” Gray whispered. “We can be a family.”
