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“Take me to your room, Luc. I want to feel you inside me before you leave.”
Luca cursed quietly under his breath, and I swore I heard a whoop from somewhere behind the bushes. We both ignored that as Luca climbed to his feet, taking me with him. We only made it a few steps before his mouth was on me. We stumbled a few steps back toward the house, but neither of us could stop touching long enough to make real progress.
“The fire . . . ,” I had the sense to mumble on Luca’s lips.
He sighed and turned his head back. “Skye, Brooks!” he called out. “The fire, please.”
“Got it, boss!” Skye said from not very far at all. Did they really just hide somewhere? “Go fuck your man!”
Luca rolled his eyes, but then any other thoughts I had escaped because he pushed against me and I could feel his hard cock against my thigh. I moaned, my fingers clawing into his bicep.
“C’mon, love.” He took me by the hand, and I followed him hazily into the house.
CHAPTER 21
LUCA
I honestly hadn’t beensure if this day would ever happen. Wes had had it so stubbornly in his head that we could never be more than friends. He’d been sure it would change things between us or affect what I had with my other guys, that what we’d had in our twenties was just a way to stave off the loneliness, nothing more.
I’d always known that was wrong. Wes was mine and I was his. Just as much as Skye and Maverick and, hopefully after this morning, Brooks. He owned a part of my heart, and I was ready to show him everything the two of us could be.
The house was quiet as I led Wes upstairs to my bedroom. It made sense. Mav was in his office and Diego was probably in his. With the troublemakers still outside, I could get Wes through the house without any more distractions. Except, maybe, those of my own making.
Halfway up the stairs, I couldn’t wait any longer and pushed him against the wall, burying my nose into the side of his neck. My lips tasted his skin, salty from all the time he’d spent outside in the sun today. That didn’t hinder my exploration as I sucked on the soft skin and traveled up to his jaw line. Wes’s hands dug into my ass through my shorts, kneading the skin. He pushed hiships up into mine so I could feel his erection. I moaned into his throat.
“Fucking hell, Wes. What’re you doing to me?”
“Bedroom, Luc,” he managed, his voice rough with need. “It’s been over twenty years since I had you. I can’t wait any longer.”
Fuck, neither could I. We somehow made it up to my bedroom.Don’t ask me how.By the time we tumbled through the doorway, my shirt was up over my arms, and I tossed it to the side as Wes kicked the door shut. He attacked my mouth as I fumbled with the drawstring on his shorts.
He didn’t even bother with mine, forcibly shoving my shorts down my thighs. I laughed before nipping at Wes’s lip and kicking them all the way off. He managed to get his clothes off in that same time, and I paused, taking in his naked body for the first time in years.
It had changed. Of course it had. Mine had as well. We weren’t in our twenties anymore. His body was thicker, still muscular but had mass to it that he hadn’t when we’d been younger. His chest and leg hair had a smattering of gray now, and that only seemed to make him more attractive. He had tattoos that hadn’t been there before either, some I knew about, like the grim reaper, and others I looked forward to exploring. His cock stood thick and heavy amid trimmed, dark hairs.
I licked my lips. Wes only stared, taking me in the way I was with him. It seemed like we both needed to see the men we had become through all the years.
His thighs flexed and that was it. I was done waiting.
I closed the distance between us in two strides. My hands cupped his jaw as I pushed Wes onto the bed and followed after him.
We kissed as I rested my body weight on top of him, our dicks brushing up against each other.
“Luca, fucking hell. You’re killing me here.”
“I need to be inside you, love.”
Wes grinned and thumbed my cheek. “So do it. Just go easy, I’m not one of your subbie boys. I haven’t bottomed in years.”
I traced my tongue down his collarbone and flicked his nipple before I met his eyes. “How long has it been, Wes?”
Husky-blue eyes trapped mine in their hold. “20 years.”
Time stopped. Hell, I think I stopped breathing. Was he saying what I thought he was?
Wes smiled softly. “You’re the only person I ever wanted that way, Luca. The only one I could ever trust.”
There were no words then. No thoughts. I attacked Wes’s mouth like it would be my last fucking meal.
