Page 69 of Perfect Storm
“I didn’t say it because you didn’t seem like you wanted me to,” Levi said. “I thought maybe . . .maybe I pushed you too hard, in Michigan.”
Aidan laughed, even though it wasn’t funny. Nothing about this was funny. He was going out of his fucking mind. Would hehave been this unhinged if he and Mo had actually ever gotten to this point? It felt impossible. Nothing could feel bigger.
“I thought I made it pretty clear you didn’t,” Aidan said, when it felt like he could speak again.
Levi still hadn’t pushed him away. Still looked like he wanted to do the opposite—pull him close.
So why didn’t he?
“I wanted . . .I wanted you to say something. I was afraid you would, and I still wanted it so fucking bad,” Aidan murmured finally. “I thought you didn’t—”
“Stupid,” Levi said, smiling now. That was all the warning Aidan got before Levi wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him flush against him, and a second later, they were kissing.
For a second, Aidan wasn’t sure who’d kissed who first, like that was actually a question that needed answering. But then Levi tilted his head, and he wasGod, a really great kisser, better than anyone Aidan had ever kissed, and the question evaporated like smoke.
Turned out it didn’t matter who’d moved first.
It only mattered that Levi wanted it, and there was no question that Aidan wanted it just as much. Maybe more.
Aidan heard a groan, and a second later, realized it was him.
Not so much amaybe, then.
But before Aidan could get too far into his own head aboutthatrealization, Levi tensed and a second later it was Aidan against the wall, Levi’s strength moving him so effortlessly he’d barely seen it coming even as it was happening.
He groaned louder then, Levi’s mouth slipping to his neck, to his jaw.
“God, so fucking hot,” Levi murmured into his skin.
And yes, some people thought so. He knew that was true. But Aidan had never looked in a mirror and seen what they saw.WhatdidLevi see when he looked at him? When he touched him?
Levi tilted his head and kissed Aidan harder, deeper, tongue slipping into his mouth. It was a really fucking good kiss. Nothing like kissing a woman. Levi’s mouth was firmer against his own, lips thinner, more insistent, much harder to deny. Even if Aidan had wanted that, and he didn’t.
The scratch of Levi’s stubble against his skin. The breadth and strength of his body. Aidan had never been pinned down in a sexual way before, and he hadn’t thought he’d like it.
But it was lighting up a part inside him that he’d never imagined even existed before this moment.
Levi’s hands slipped down from his shoulders, coasting down his sides, tucking into the waistband of his shorts, under the fabric of his T-shirt. Aidan gasped into his mouth. He hadn’t even known someone just touching his skin could feel like that. But itdidfeel like that, when Levi touched him.
“Good?” Levi murmured against his mouth.
It was so fucking good, but Aidan wanted it to be even better. Aidan wanted it to be so insanely good it turned his brain off. Short-circuit it so epically he could stopthinking.
“More,” Aidan demanded. Because it was too much to say all that. Levi didn’t need to know it, anyway. Even with the way he felt now, coherency sluggish, he knew it would expose something that nobody had ever seen. Not Mo. Not Levi.Not yet, his brain whispered.
“You’re sure?” Levi asked.
Aidan no longer trusted he could answer in words. But he aligned their hips, Levi gasping at the feeling of their hard cocks brushing together and Aidan swallowing the sound into his mouth.
It felt like, off the football field, he was barely soft around Levi anymore. He didn’t just want it; heneededit. The promisefrom Michigan tangible in the space between them, so close to becoming actual reality that Aidan felt breathless with it.
But then Levi pulled back. “Aidan,” he said, voice rough, “I gotta know.”
Levi had always seemed so self-possessed. Back in Michigan and then when he’d showed up in Toronto. Easy and confident, flirting like it was second nature, never particularly bothered.
But he seemed bothered now—hotand bothered.
“What is it?” If Levi wanted them to stop now . . .Aidan would do it, but he’d be in his room in five seconds, hand on his cock, coming his brains out probably another five seconds after that.
