Page 53 of At His Wife's Behest

“I do,” Connor murmured, capturing his gaze. “When a bright child has two loving, caring parents who only want the best for them, it allows them to blossom. She’s a great kid, and you both should be proud.”

Kellan turned toward Connor. “I did everything in my power to give her a better life than I got.”

“You succeeded.”

“Not done yet, though.” Kellan searched Connor’s face. “What’s this about her seeing a picture?”

Connor winced. “You handed me that picture in the hallway, and I left angry, still clutching it in my fist. She caught me looking at it later during a test.”

“Whywere you looking at it later?” Kellan asked, grinning.

“Because I missed holding you like that,” Connor replied before dragging Kellan closer. “And I missed kissing you like that.” He lowered his head, capturing Kellan’s lips.

Kellan melted into Connor’s kiss, moving as close as two people could. He’d feared he’d lost the chance to be in Connor’s arms ever again. Trembling, he pulled back.

“What’s wrong?” Connor asked.

“Nothing,”Kellan replied. “I’m just… happy you’re here.” He smiled up at Connor. “Maybe… we can take this inside?”

“Well, your soon-to-be-ex-wife did so graciously clear it out for us. Wouldn’t want it to go to waste, now, do we?”

“Nope,” Kellan said, leading Connor toward the door. He stopped on the first step and chuckled. “You might want to turn off your car first.”

“Fuck,”Connor whispered under his breath. He ran over, reached inside, and turned it off, exiting with keys in hand. He returned, a sly smile on his lips.

“What’s that look for?”

“I’m about to get lucky. Why wouldn’t I be smiling?”

“Oh? You’re so sure of that, hmm?”

“I’m taking you inside that house, and I’m going to get youcompletelynaked,” Connor stated, encircling Kellan’s waist with one arm and dragging him close. “And then I’m kissing you from head to toe. Might spend a little extra time aboutmidwaythrough. We shall see.”

“Oh, midway better get plenty of attention.”

“See, I told you I was getting lucky,” Connor murmured, leaning in for a kiss. He paused a fraction of an inch away. “You just confirmed it.”

Kellan chuckled against Connor’s lips, quickly lost in the feel of his man.

9

Kellan yielded to Connor’s kisses, and they continued all the way up to and through the front door. They peeled one another’s clothing off piece by piece as they mounted the stairs, landing wherever it fell. As he shut the bedroom door behind them, Kellan glanced down, noting he was down to his tented skivvies. He barely remembered the clothing coming off. Dragging his underwear down, he stepped out of them and walked closer to Connor, his hard shaft leading the way.

He hadn’t anticipated Connor’s willingness to wade through the muck and remain at his side. For all he knew, the bedlam to come might tear them apart in time. But in that moment, they were one, and Kellan wanted to seal the deal, mind, body, and soul.

Stopping before the man who’d captured his heart, he paused, reveling in Connor’s near nudity. Connor still wore his briefs, his desire evident as it pointed toward Kellan. Studying for a moment, he soaked it all in—the lean muscle, smooth skin, lightly furred chest. It was his to adore for as long as Connorallowed him to. He placed his palm on Connor’s torso, right over the thudding heartbeat signaling excitement. It beat as swiftly as Kellan’s.

He inhaled, closing his eyes, willing his to pulse at the same rapid rate. Opening, he lifted his gaze to Connor’s. The soft smile he received made his knees weak.

“You’re the handsomest man I think I’ve ever looked at… in case I’ve never told you,” Kellan murmured.

The corners of Connor’s lips curled. “I’m not the handsomest.” He caressed Kellan’s cheek.“Youhold that title.”

Connor lifted his other hand, collecting Kellan’s face for a breath-robbing kiss. Kellan wasn’t sure how he ended up on the bed. Nor did he care. As long as he was under Connor, their bodies aligned, their mouths warring with one another, he could be anywhere.

When Connor rose on his knees, his briefs had disappeared. His hard shaft surged forward, the tip leaking. “Lube?”

“Second drawer,” Kellan said, rising onto his elbows to watch what came next.

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