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Cruz followed the order, raising his arms, and before the shirt even hit the floor Trevor latched his mouth onto a nipple and sucked. Cruz cursed. His hands went to Trevor’s hair, tugging and pulling until it stung. He licked and sucked, reveling until Cruz finally found his voice.
“Stop.”
Trevor froze and pulled away. “What?”
“Stop. Stop. We have to stop.” Cruz groaned even as his hips bucked into Trevor. “Please…”
“What?” Trevor rose back to his full height, his brain trying to kick back on to figure out what he’d done wrong. “Why?”
“We…we need…to talk.” Cruz struggled for words and then shook his head, as if he was trying to get his bearings. “We need to talk.”
Trevor groaned, “I know. I just…”
He couldn’t keep his hands from tracing down Cruz’s abdomen. He popped the button on his jeans, and Cruz bucked his hips again, urging him on. He slid his hand inside and cupped Cruz’s thick cock through his boxers.
“Fuck.”
“I want you,” Trevor groaned against the edge of Cruz’s lips. “I want you so fucking bad.”
“I want you too but…” Cruz gasped when Trevor stroked him. “Fuck. Fuck. Okay. Fuck now. Talk later.”
Trevor grinned and stroked him again. “Yeah?”
“Yeah. Fuck me. Fuck me now, Trevor.”
His blood practically boiled in his veins. Oh, he liked this. He liked this a lot. Liked being in control. Liked getting his way. Liked having Cruz so needy for him that he was mindless with it. Wanting him so bad he all but begged for it.
“Say it again.” He used Cruz’s words from earlier and smiled when he saw the twinkle of recognition in those honey-brown eyes.
“Fuck me, Trevor. I want you. I need to feel you inside me.” Cruz licked his lips expectantly. “I love you.”
Trevor’s heart thumped too hard in his chest, and he paused. He hadn’t expected those words. Not now. Not yet. But he could see the truth of them in those dark eyes he loved so much.
Because that was Cruz. Honest. Open. Sweet. True. He wouldn’t have said it if he didn’t mean it, and that filled Trevor with so much joy he didn’t know if he wanted to cry or hug him or make love to him.
No, that last one won. Obviously. He needed them to be together. Completely. Whatever hesitation he’d had before, whatever fears or doubts, those three little words wiped them out completely. This entire day had helped make his decision easier.
Baseball or Cruz? He would choose Cruz every time. He would choose love.
Chapter Five
HE’D BEEN SOdamn mad all day, but all it had taken to defuse him was three little words. Three words he hadn’t expected. All day he’d been worrying and doubting and rethinking every second of the time he’d spent with Trevor. Not just in the bathroom this morning but every day, every hour and minute since the first time they’d met.
Cruz had been so deep in his thoughts, in his wonderings, that he’d played awful today. He’d missed easy plays. He’d screwed up and gotten chewed out by his manager, and the worst part was, he didn’t even care. Not about baseball. For the first time in his life, he’d been more worried about where his personal life was going than where his professional one was.
He’d been so sure what had happened with Trevor was going to be a one-off. After a lot of thought, he’d resigned himself to the fact that the next time they were alone Trevor would undoubtedly say it had been a mistake. Trevor had admitted he was gay, but then he’d asked Cruz not to say anything to anyone. He’d been certain he knew what was coming as soon as Trevor opened his mouth.
Never had he been so happy to be wrong.
Trevor hadn’t said it was a mistake. He’d said what they had was special. It was everything. He’d said he was going to come out, for Cruz. He’d said he loved him. Love. Trevor loved him.
Cruz’s heart felt like it was going to explode. Of course he loved Trevor. He had for a very long time. He’d been instantly attracted to him, but it had become so much more than that.
Their friendship had become a foundation they both grew under. Supported each other. Pushed each other. Respected each other and the game they both played. They understood each other in ways nobody else ever could because they lived the same life.
They were perfect for each other, and Trevor had finally, finally realized it.
Cruz knew there was so much more they needed to talk about. Saying those three little words didn’t cement anything. It didn’t get rid of the obstacles that would stand in their way. It didn’t explain why Trevor had admitted his feelings now. They needed to talk.
