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“So, Micah thinks it’s safe to go back?” I nodded. “What do you think?” he asked quietly.

I set my coffee down on the table beside the bed and turned back to him. “I think someone would have to be an idiot to try and get to you because they’d have to go through me to do it, and there is no way in hell I’m ever letting anyone hurt you,” I swore.

“Fuuuck, that was hot,” Topher whispered. His eyes dropped down to my mouth and he sucked in a shaky breath as my tongue darted out to wet my lips.

My heart was hammering inside my chest as I reached over and took the cup from his hand. I set it down beside mine then I looked directly in his eyes. “I want you. I have always wanted you, but if that’s not what you want or if this is happening too fast, you need to tell me now.”

“Of course, I want you. I’ve spent twenty years wanting you! Finding out the truth just means I don’t have to fight those feelings anymore. I know it may seem fast to others, but I don’t care what they think. All I care about is that you never wanted to walk away from me, and I never wanted to walk away from you. We’ve had years taken from us and I don’t want to waste another second.”

Looking into his eyes, I could see all the same emotions that I was feeling, and it further solidified the bond between us, making it stronger, impenetrable. I felt like laughing and crying all at once, but I kissed him instead. Twenty years’ worth of need and longing was poured into that kiss and the power of it healed something inside me that I thought would be broken forever.

Topher’s arms went around me, and he pulled me with him as he lay back on the bed. His thighs slid apart and I nestled between them, fitting our bodies together like two pieces of the same puzzle. His cock felt hot and hard through the thin layer of material between us and I ground my hips against him, creating a delicious friction that had us both gasping for air.

“Did you bring anything?” Topher asked in between kisses. It took a second for my lust-addled brain to understand what he meant but then I blew out a frustrated breath.

“No. I never expected…”

“Neither did I,” he said then groaned. “Dammit!”

“Hang on, I’ll be right back. Don’t you dare move,” I growled as I scooted backward off the bed. I ran out the door and down the hallway to the bathroom where I tore open the cabinet beneath the sink. “Thank fuck,” I sighed when I found what I was looking for. Grabbing the basket, I raced back down the hall, sliding to a halt as I entered the room and looked at the bed.

Topher had followed my instructions for the most part and was lying where I’d left him. However, he’d taken it upon himself to remove his underwear and was sprawled out across the bed, his legs spread apart while his hand jerked up and down over his cock. His cheeks were flushed with arousal, his lips were red and kiss-swollen, and his blue-green eyes stared at me under heavy lids. With an agonized groan, I reached down and pressed the heel of my hand firmly against my dick, trying to keep myself from coming. I had never seen a more breathtaking sight.

“You took too long,” he whispered seductively.

Passion flared within his gaze as he heard the growl rumble up from my chest. “Don’t you even think about finishing without me.”

His hand stilled on his cock, but he gave a shudder as a burst of precome leaked out of the tip and dribbled over the side, making my mouth water. I walked around the side of the bed and set the basket on the table. Topher shot me a questioning look as he saw that it was overflowing with condoms and bottles of lube.

“It was a joke. Brandon gave it to Micah as a housewarming gift when he first brought us here to show us the cabin,” I explained.

“Remind me to thank Brandon next time I see him,” he said, not even bothering to hide his happy grin.

“I’ll do that, but right now, I don’t want you thinking of anyone else but me,” I told him.

His eyes widened as I hooked my thumbs in the elastic band of my boxer briefs and slid them down, letting them land on the floor where I kicked them off to the side. I placed a knee on the side of the bed and climbed over him, settling myself against him. His skin was smooth and warm against mine and I let out a contented sigh as I sank down between his legs.

“What do you like?” I whispered, nibbling my way across his jaw and flicking the tip of my tongue along the shell of his ear.

“I…I’m a…everything,” he groaned, throwing his head back as I licked a path down the side of his neck.

“You’re vers?” I asked, swirling my tongue around his tight nipple then pulling it in between my teeth and biting down gently.

“Ye…yes…oh, God,” he moaned.

I smiled as I crossed over to his other nipple, giving it the same attention. “I knew we were perfect for each other.”

His stomach quivered under my touch as I licked around his navel then dipped my tongue inside. I continued licking and nipping at him as I scooted my body farther down the bed until my face was even with his cock. “Beautiful,” I whispered right before I wrapped my lips around the head.

Topher’s hands landed on my head, gripping me as if he were afraid I’d try to escape. There was nowhere else I’d rather be. I nibbled and licked and sucked him until he was writhing on the bed and pleading with me. “Please, Greg. Please.”

I continued teasing him for a few more seconds then I moved back up his body. Topher lunged for me and took my mouth in a fiery kiss that made my brain misfire and had sweat dripping down my spine. His hands trailed down my back, landing on my ass and giving it a possessive squeeze.

“Please, don’t make me wait. I’ve already waited a lifetime,” he whispered, staring into my eyes. Without taking my eyes off him, I reached for the basket and grabbed the supplies. Topher followed my movements with a hooded gaze as I spread lube over my fingers, coating them thoroughly.

“I feel like I’ve waited forever too, but you are worth it,” I told him, and his lips curved into a soft smile. His eyes fluttered closed as my fingers found his crease and began circling around the little pucker hidden inside. I watched him closely, memorizing every moan, every soft gasp as I slowly worked him open.

“Greg,” he breathed as I slid a third finger inside him. His fingers dug into my biceps as he breathed through the burn. Sweat dripped down the sides of my face as I worked slowly, meticulously, wanting this to be good for him. When he began riding my fingers, I knew he was ready. He whimpered when I pulled my fingers out but sat up when he saw me reach for the condom.

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