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The house suited Will. Simple, but utilitarian and current.

Will pulled into the garage. “It’s not fancy, but it’s home.” He parked, then shut the garage door. “Come inside?”

“You bet your ass I will.” He hadn’t even told his people he’d left the venue. He loved that he’d gone this far out on a limb with Will. The fear and excitement washed through him. For the first time in a long while—without music involved—he was having the best time. He chased Will into the house and stopped short in the kitchen. He swore he’d stepped right into the sixties. “What shade of blue are those cabinets?”

“Robin’s-egg blue and white countertops. I know it’s garish, but this was exactly the style in the house when I bought it and I can’t bring myself to change it. I kind of like the funkiness.” Will tossed his wallet, keys, and phone onto the counter. “At least I got rid of the carpeting.”

“Good thing you did.” He abandoned his wallet and phone with Will’s then snagged Will in his arms. He pinned Will between his body and the counter. The second he had Will pressed against his body, he had to kiss him. Nothing else mattered.

Will eased his arms around Carsten and slid his hands into Carsten’s back pockets.

Carsten groaned. He grinded his hips against the growing bulge in Will’s jeans. The scent of Will curled around him and the sounds of their combined groans filled the air. He couldn’t breathe or think straight. All he wanted to do was make love to Will. He hefted Will onto the counter, then worked the buttons on Will’s shirt.

There was so much he wanted to do and not enough time to make up for his mistakes. At least he had tonight.

Chapter Six

Will kissed Carsten, not wanting to miss a second. His balls were heavy and he needed release. When he nibbled on Carsten’s bottom lip, desire filled his being. He pushed Carsten’s shirt up, but Carsten stilled his hands.

“Want to see you.” Carsten fumbled with the buttons on Will’s shirt and caressed Will’s chest. Within seconds, he helped Will out of the garment. “You’re beautiful.” He kissed along the planes of Will’s chest and collarbone.

Will groaned. He’d never expected to hear such words from Carsten or to be in this moment, but he wouldn’t trade it for anything. The second Carsten licked his nipple, his senses turned inside out.

Carsten tugged the button on Will’s jeans. “Need to see you naked.”

He wasn’t about to argue with him. He propped himself on his hands and lifted himself up enough for Carsten to help him out of his jeans and underwear. Once he settled back on the counter, naked, Will shoved Carsten’s overshirt off his shoulders.

He loved being naked for Carsten. A shiver ran along his spine. Being this way freed him.

“You have a tattoo?” Carsten grinned. “Since when?”

“Ten years ago.” He’d forgotten all about the ink. “I wanted to look tough, but it doesn’t look all that menacing.” He tamped down his embarrassment. At the time, he thought the heart with numbers looked dangerous. Not so much now.

“Whoever said it wasn’t tough is a dick. It’s perfect.” Carsten trailed his fingers over the ink high on Will’s thigh. “What do the numbers mean?”

“The date I came out.” It was personal and close to his heart because he’d been true to himself.

“Beautiful.”

“Carsten?” He hadn’t expected to hear such things from him. Things were happening almost too perfectly. “I want to taste you.”

“Later.” Carsten resumed licking a path of fire along Will’s chest. He gave special attention to Will’s nipples, then down to his navel. At the same time, he stroked Will’s shaft.

A strangled cry vibrated in his throat. “Feels so good.”

“It’ll get even better.” Carsten shoved his pants to his ankles. He managed to kick out of his boots and wadded-up clothing to stand in his full naked glory before Will.

Will propped himself on his elbows and drank in the view before him. He loved Carsten’s hard body, lean but muscled. God, he was strong. Carsten’s upper arms were decorated in a collection of tattoos and had a sunburst tattooed around his navel. He had little body hair, but was fully erect.

Will’s mouth watered. Carsten had girth and length … and if he knew how to use it, even better. “I need your cock.”

“You can have it—after we find supplies.”

Safety first, sure. He had to think straight. “In my bedroom.” He wasn’t like some men who had condoms and lube secreted all over his house. Hell, he hoped he still had supplies and hadn’t run out being that he hadn’t needed them in a while.

Carsten helped him off the counter, then chased him to the bedroom. When Will collided with the bed, Carsten collapsed on top of him. Will liked having the weight of Carsten on him.

“Where?” Carsten asked.

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