Page 67 of Night By Night
Chapter Sixteen
Back in high school, there’d been countless fantasies Maddox rotated through in his mind relating to Hank. Over the years they had drastically decreased in frequency, both because it was tough thinking about not having Hank in his life and because he’d had real-life partners to devote his time and energy to.
All those fantasies now came roaring back to mind.
He also immediately swept them away.
Maybe there’d be other nights to make them come true.
For tonight, he knew he had to go slow, take his time. Hank was desperate and broken and emotionally gutted. There was no doubt in Maddox’s mind that, under different circumstances, Hank would’ve asked if he was kidding, they both would’ve laughed it off, and Maddox would have quietly and sadly closed a door in his mind, knowing those dreams would never come true.
Honestly? Tonight he didn’t even give a shit if he came or not. If he could do nothing more than take Hank’s mind off everything else for a little while, soothe his raw and aching soul, it would be enough.
Morethan enough.
Years ago, he’d been the caretaker, the one to back bullies down. What Hank didn’t know about were all the times Maddox had stood back and given a challenging stare to some fucker who thought they were going to bully Hank, but there Maddox was, watching his back.
Too many times.
He hadn’t wanted to rub Hank’s face in it.
Now, Hank was taller and beefier, in shape without having to try, because of the jobs he’d worked. No soft, cushy office job for him. He could easily kick Maddox’s ass, if he wanted to.
Maddox sat up, watching Hank, trying to control his own breathing so he didn’t hyperventilate. The realization that his greatest hope was about to come true nearly overwhelmed him.
Those blue eyes stared up at him and now it hit him why he’d always gravitated toward men and women with blue eyes when dating.
None of them had ever measured up to Hank, the sweet sky blue and midnight flecks watching him now.
He straddled Hank and held his hands in front of him, wiggling his fingers at Hank.
Hank tentatively reached up and let Maddox lace fingers with him.
Maddox brought Hank’s hands up to his mouth and kissed them, then pressed them against his chest.
“If you feel you need to,” Maddox said, “anytimeyou feel you need to, you can tell mestop, orno, or sayyelloworredif you need me to slow down or stop. Understand?”
Hank nodded. Beneath him, Maddox felt Hank’s cock, hard and pressing against him.
Maddox knew he now wore a smirk and didn’t even try to hide it. Instead, he shifted a little, deliberately grinding against the other man. His own cock was trying to punch through his shorts, so why should he suffer alone?
And, obviously, there was the added benefit of helping stoke Hank’s furnace, too.
He knew it was working because Hank’s lower lip caught under his teeth and he shifted against Maddox, trying not to lose the friction between them.
“That’s it,” Maddox softly encouraged, kissing Hank’s hands again. “That feel good?” He rotated his hips a little, just enough to pull a needy gasp from the other man and make Hank’s fingers tighten around Maddox’s hands.
Thatwidened Maddox’s smile. “Yeah. You like that, huh?”
Maybe itwasbetter this way. With fourteen years’ experience under his belt, it was both humbling and sexy as fuck that he got to be the first man to do this with Hank. He was mature enough at this point in his life to hopefully not fuck it up, to know to not worry about himself right now.
To know how to make it better for Hank than maybe it would have been way back then.
Maddox leaned forward, pinning Hank’s hands over his head against the mattress and bringing Hank’s lips within kissing distance again. No hesitation whatsoever from Hank when Maddox slanted his lips over his to kiss him again. Hank responded, kissing him back with a growing hunger that Maddox had to tamp down within him to maintain control.
All while doing a slow bump-and-grind against Hank that was definitely going a long way to distracting him, if the sweet, soft, needy noises he was making were any indication. Maddox took his time, too, savoring this kiss, wanting it to last.
Wanting everything about tonight to last forever in his memories, the way Hank had lasted forever in his heart.
