Page 72 of Perfect Storm
And it turned out that was incredibly sexy. Already riding the edge, Levi knew he wasn’t going to last very long.
Then Aidan rolled his balls in one hand, thumb brushing up the back, and Levi knew he was going to comeverysoon.
“I . . .” he gasped out. “Yes. Please.”
“I got you,” Aidan repeated, dark blue eyes intent and serious, and Levi had the insane and wild realization that he’d follow this man anywhere. Onto any football field. Into any sexual exploration he was even remotely into. Into the depths of hell. Aidan only needed to say they had to go, and Levi would go.
It was that thought that tipped him over.
His orgasm fell onto his thighs, his abs, and Aidan worked him through it as Levi panted.
If that look in Aidan’s eyes as he came wasn’t overwhelming enough, after he’d finally wrung every bit of pleasure out of Levi’s body, he tugged his T-shirt off and used it to wipe up the mess.
Tossing the dirty shirt in the direction of his bedroom, Aidan lifted himself up and slumped down on the couch next to Levi.
They weren’t cuddling necessarily but they weren’tnotcuddling either.
They had good post-nut vibes, Levi decided.
“Bro, that was crazy,” Levi said, more to fill the silence than because it had been. It had sort of been the opposite, actually. Maybe the most inevitable hookup of all time. Levi had imagined this attraction had come out of nowhere, when they’d been inMichigan together, but now he was beginning to think maybe not.
Not for him, anyway.
Aidan’s gaze slid over to him. His bare chest was still golden brown from the summer, his skin looking like it was lit from within.
“Was it though?” Aidan asked.
Levi shrugged. Aidan kept his secrets, and Levi was going to keep a few of his own, too. Aidan didn’t need to know how deeply attracted he was. Not when Aidan had literally started them down this road by telling him he was in love with someone else.
“I guess,” Aidan said with a sudden, fierce grin, “I should at least be grateful you didn’t call me bro while we were doing . . .um . . .that.”
“You asked me not to.”
“Yeah, well, I didn’t think you’d actuallylisten,” Aidan teased. And that was new too. TheAidanteasingpart.
“Maybe next time,” Levi said. With the proper motivation, he could be a little bit of a brat. Aidan might enjoy that. There were so many things Aidan might enjoy, honestly, and Levi had half a mind to try them all.
There was no reason they couldn’t. Mo wasn’t going to magically fall in love with Aidan now and Levi didn’t have interest in hooking up with anyone else in Toronto.
Even though he’d come here with the assumption he and Aidan weren’t going to be making good on their sex pact anytime soon, he’d had trouble imagining anyone else in his bed.
“There’s gonna be a next time?” Aidan sounded hopeful.
Levi raised an eyebrow. “You want there to be?” He didn’t think there was a question—it was obvious Aidan had enjoyed it—but he thought it was good to make sure they were on the same page.
“Obviously,” Aidan said wryly, a shy sort of smile emerging onto his face.
It made him look younger. A little vulnerable. It occurred to Levi that he didn’t hear much from Landry about Aidan hooking up. Or that he’d had more than a series of casual, not-serious girlfriends.
Obviously he’d been caught up in Mo for awhile, but even before that had probably materialized, Aidan hadn’t exactly gotten around, even though heverymuch could’ve.
“I just want to make sure you’re getting your needs met,” Levi said.
“Trust me, they’re met. Exceeded?” Aidan looked like he was actually considering this. “I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed sex that much.”
Levi realized then that he hadn’t been considering anything—except if he should tell Levi the truth about it.
It shouldn’t have made Levi like him even more but there was no question about it: getting to see a faint glimmer of Aidan Flynn’s sensitive side made him hotter for the guy than ever.
