Page 57 of Painting Together a Family
Dev chuckled softly, casted hand pressing against his lower back.
“Careful you don’t hurt yourself,” he warned before kissing Dev’s neck, the skin there warm and fragrant, smelling strongly of Dev. He liked the scent.
“We’re just necking. We’re not getting acrobatic.”
“Necking. God, I haven’t heard that word since high school.” He grinned up at Dev. “I love it.”
Dev waggled his eyebrows at Bryan. “I’m sort of classic, you know? Deliberately old-school.”
“Does that include no sex before marriage?” he asked, wriggling against Dev, making it clear that his body was ready for there to be sex without any marriage. And soon.
Dev snorted softly. “Absolutely fucking not. I am pro-premarital sex.”
“Thank god for that.” He put his hand behind Dev’s neck and gently tugged him down so they could kiss. He could spend forever kissing Dev, he really could. He didn’t have the time to actually do that—too many other responsibilities and stuff—but if he could, he would.
Dev hummed into his lips, the sound happy, warm, and he loved the way it felt. He slid his tongue along Dev’s lips and slipped it in between them when they opened for him.
God, this felt so good, so amazing that all he could do was hold on.
His tongue danced with Dev’s, the pleasure of doing this moving all through him, making him feel alive.
“Mmm… You taste good. Do you know that?” Dev asked softly.
“Me? I bet I don’t taste as good as you do.” He licked Dev’s lips. “I could become addicted to you.”
“We’ll just be addicted to each other, okay? I mean, we already live together.”
He chuckled and rested his cheek against Dev’s. “Yeah, that’s gonna work.” He really wished he didn’t have to wait until the kids were in bed.
Still, there was something amazing about the anticipation. About knowing this was important.
He didn’t want to just do a quick fuck now before the kids got home. He wanted to wait until they could share a bed and really be together.
He gave Dev another kiss. “Let me get you that something to eat.”
“I’m good. Do we need to go pick up kids and truck them around soon?”
“We do. And no, you need to eat something before we do that.” He grabbed some bread and sandwich meat. Dev didn’t eat nearly enough, and his body was trying to heal. Haphazard meals were not optimal.
“You spoil me.” Dev acted like no one had ever done that before. Besides, Dev was the one doing most of the spoiling. He was just playing catchup.
“I’m gonna try.” He finished the sandwich and handed it over. “Eat. You need the energy to heal. And if not that, you need it for all the trucking around of the kids we need to do.”
“Right? Four busy beasts. At least yours pretty much do the same things right now.”
“They are at a pretty good age.” Of course, he’d loved his boys at each age, and he was pretty sure that would just continue.
“Yeah, but it’s nice when they know exactly what they want, too.” Dev’s girls were both extremely determined about what extracurriculars they wanted to do.
“Let’s just say that so far, all the ages have good things about them.” Bryan didn’t want to get into a ‘my kids are more fill-in-the-blank than yours.’ They didn’t need that kind of stress, and the kids were so different anyway. Comparisons just weren’t necessary.
“They so do.” Dev seemed to be more than happy to agree to that, to relax and breathe into that idea.
Bryan looked at his watch. “Okay. We’ve got about fifteen minutes before we have to grab an uber and get everyone everywhere.” When it had just been him and the boys, he’d walked everywhere, but that wasn’t as feasible with four, and Dev had insisted he could afford the uber. “You wanna go cuddle on the couch?”
“I do. I want to enjoy being adults a little longer before we become dads again.”
“Come on, then.” He took Dev’s good hand and led him to his own living room.
