Page 72 of Textbook Defense

“Well, maybe Papa can put in a good word for you,” she said with a wink in Rowan’s direction.

Jordy sent up a thankful prayer that Kaira seemed oblivious to the insinuation. “Can you ask them, Daddy?”

“We’ll look into it, peanut,” Jordy said. “But right now we need to order food.”

“Oh!” Kaira squirmed in delight at the prospect, dresses forgotten.

An hour later, they were walking down the sidewalk, Kaira between them, holding their hands and calling out “One, two, three, swing!” before lifting her to dangle her feet.

It struck Jordy, as Kaira shrieked with joy, that he’d never been able to give her this before—a stupid, common, everyday thing that kids liked to do and that Jordy and Kaira never had done because Jordy didn’t have a coparent.

The tender feeling swelling Jordy’s heart might have been why he asked, “Shall we get ice cream?”

At least the extra excitement knocked her out. She was dead asleep by the time Jordy pulled into his garage.

Jordy waved Rowan off as he headed down the hall with his limp baby. After swapping her dress for a nightie, he kissed her forehead and left her to her sweet dreams.

He shut her door and stared at it for a long moment. Rowan was downstairs. He might have gone to his room or sat on the couch for some TV, or maybe he was waiting for Jordy so they could take advantage of their evening off. The possibility of that—and all the other possibilities it could lead to—warmed his blood. But once he was downstairs, he’d have an answer. No more Schrödinger’s sex.

But if Rowan was waiting, it was unkind of Jordy to linger. He swallowed, stepped away from the door, and went in search of Rowan.

He found him in the hallway, apparently as uncertain as Jordy as to what would happen next.

“So did you want—”

“We could—” they said at the same time. They both paused and stared. Then they spoke together again.

“Yes.”

“Please.”

Thepleasewas a gut-punch that pushed Jordy into movement. He closed the gap between them, cupped Rowan’s face, and kissed him with all the hunger of a week of waiting.

Rowan moaned and opened his mouth to Jordy’s tongue. The memory of how Rowan had acted and responded the last time flooded Jordy’s senses. He slipped his hands from Rowan’s face, grabbed his hips, and pulled until their groins collided. Rowan hissed and wrapped his arms around Jordy’s shoulders. “Fuck, I could get used to the manhandling.”

“Good.” Jordy grabbed Rowan’s thighs and lifted.

“Ohfuck.” Rowan clamped his legs around Jordy’s hips and huffed a laugh into the space between their mouths. “That was hot.”

“Good,” Jordy said again and made for Rowan’s bedroom.

Someday, Jordy wanted to strip Rowan, take off each item slowly and make a meal of him. But he didn’t have the patience today. He set Rowan down and tore at his clothes as they fell onto the bed, then draped himself over Rowan and reveled in the way he squirmed and pressed up against Jordy’s weight. “What do you want?” he asked between kisses.

Rowan shivered under him, but the voice he answered with was full ofare you kidding?“Fuckme,” he demanded.

Jordy just wanted to hear him say it again. “I don’t think that’s exactly what you want. What was it you said last time?” He bit down on Rowan’s jaw. “Rail me?”

“Yes, that.”

Jordy pulled back so he could get a good look at Rowan’s face. He wanted to do this right, to be good. “Howis the question. What do you like?”

“What part of ‘rail me’ is unclear?” Rowan groaned. “Hard, fast, and deep.”

Jordy pinched his thigh. “Brat.” Rowan shivered again, and his cock twitched. Jordy’s responded in kind. He was discovering lots of things about himself while in bed with Rowan. He added that to the list of things to explore later. “On your knees? Your back? Up against the wall?”

“Oh God, you probably could.” Rowan stroked Jordy’s pecs as if considering the strength of the muscles. “Hold me up against it, just fuck me right into it.”

Jordy let his own hand wander, stroking up Rowan’s inner thigh, teasing higher and higher, brushing the crease of Rowan’s ass but not pushing in.