Page 59 of Painting Together a Family
“Love you so much too.”
He kissed her cheek and headed out, eager to get to the master. He was pretty sure Bryan should already be there—the boys had been quiet for ages.
He peeked under Marley’s door; the light was on, but she was fine. Then he peeked in on the boys, both snoring to beat the band. It was adorable.
So he made his way to the master.
He closed the door behind him, locked it. “Babe? You in here?”
“Yeah. Here by the window.” Bryan turned around and smiled at him.
“Juni and the boys are asleep.” And he wanted more kisses.
“Yeah, the boys went down ages ago. Ages.” Bryan drew out the last word, then grinned at him. “And I’ve been here waiting and waiting.”
“My youngest had a crisis.” He met Bryan’s eyes, winked. “Dads first, right?”
“Absolutely. Is everything okay with Juni?”
“One of her friends didn’t have lunch, so Juni gave hers away.”
“Oh, bless her. We’ll have to make sure we pack her an extra big lunch in case it happens again.”
“That’s what I said.” He stepped up to Bryan.
“Look at us, coming at the problem together, if separately. If you know what I mean.” Bryan rolled his eyes, then wrapped his arms around Dev’s waist. “Hey there.”
“Hey there.” He cupped Bryan’s face and drew him in for a kiss.
Bryan met him with passion, pressing his body closer and sliding their lips together. Warmth spread out from his lips, moving through his body.
Oh, he was going to burn up.
This was what he’d needed.
Everything else faded into the background, the whole shitshow with Grant, the kids, there was nothing but him and Bryan and the way their lips moved together.
He reached between them with his good hand, fingers stroking Bryan’s prick through his pants. Bryan shuddered for him, a cry filling his mouth.
Oh, that was good. Damn good. He approved.
Bryan’s arms tightened around him, then his hands slid down to cup Dev’s ass.
Dev stepped in close, resting his cast over Bryan’s shoulder. Fuck him, yes. Bryan hummed into his mouth before breaking from the kiss.
“You think we should get undressed before we get too far gone?” Bryan asked.
Bryan was a brilliant man, and he nodded, all over that idea. It was going to be awkward because of his cast, so it would be much better to have it done before he was totally distracted. And now that the kids were in bed and they were both here and it was going to happen, he could afford to step back for a minute to get bed-ready.
Standing back a little, Bryan worked at the buttons on Dev’s shirt, slowly opening one after the other.
His hand stayed where it was, working Bryan through the cloth.
Bryan’s fingers stuttered. “Making me crazy.”
“Good. I want to make you come.”
“Not until we’re both naked,” Bryan insisted, fingers sliding beneath the open front of his shirt and pushing it to the sides, brushing his skin.
