Page 15 of Jamie
He hummed, enjoying every touch, the closeness. He kissed the top of Silas’s head. “So why this one, love?”
“Stop that. I know you feel it. That spark. The connection.”
“I don’t believe in love at first sight.”
“No, but how about potential at first sight?”
“What?”
“You heard me. And I know you feel it.”
Bran shrugged one shoulder, but he kept it easy for his lover. “He’s a sweetheart, but he’s hiding something.”
“They’re all hiding something, love. They’re scared and alone and they need a Daddy. Jamie needs both his daddies.”
Bran’s body tightened, and he licked his lips.
“Mmm. Yes, my love. Exactly.”
Bran stole a kiss, because he was hungry, happy to lap at Silas, taste him. Silas opened up to him, tongue sliding against his own.
They couldn’t get busy, but he was unable to resist his Silas. Not even in the least.
“We going to make out like teenagers?” Silas asked against his lips.
“We are. We’ll stay in the kitchen, so we don’t worry him.”
“You think making out will worry him?”
Bran chuckled softly. “I simply don’t want him to be uncomfortable, love.”
“Then we’ll just share a few more kisses and leave it at that, hmm?” Silas followed his words up with another kiss.
“Maybe more than a few.” Like he could stop at a few when it came to his Silas.
“Yeah? You still want me like that?” Silas was cute when he was flirting.
“I always want you. Eternally.” He took another kiss.
Silas slid a hand along his cheek, one finger running across his lips. “You make my heart beat so fast, Bran.”
“I love you too, babe.” He couldn’t stop his smile.
“Mmm, the man of my heart in my arms and the boy of our dreams sleeping in the other room. Doesn’t get much better than this.”
His Silas was a true romantic, all the way, and he adored him.
“Hey, google, play my romance mix.” Slow music started, and Silas wrapped his arms around Bran’s shoulders and they started to move together.
“Oh…” He hummed as they rocked, temple to temple.
“Mmm.” Silas kissed him softly, stroking his neck.
That made his toes curl, and he couldn’t have stopped his moan for love or money. Silas swallowed the sound and kissed him again. It wasn’t hard and needy, but it was deep, slow, and full of promise.
He loved that kiss, and he found himself responding eagerly.
Silas opened up for him, inviting him into the hot mouth.
