Page 44 of Love Notes and Late Nights
Wolf immediately started stripping off his clothes, and Harris had to hurry to catch up, because he was mesmerized at the sight in front of him. “Let me look at you,” Harris said once they were both naked, and raked his eyes over his soon-to-be lover.
Wolf’s cheeks flushed, and he lowered his gaze, but a tiny smile hid in the corner of his mouth. His bashfulness, sodifferent from his usual extroverted self, sent a wave of heat through Harris. Everything about this guy was a turn on.
Harris took in Wolf’s naked physique. His trim body had just enough muscle in all the right places, and he still had a warm summer tan. “You’re beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.”
The smile on Wolf’s face widened. “You’re not so bad yourself. Now get over here and kiss me.”
Wolf tugged on Harris’ wrist, and they both fell onto the bed. Harris covered Wolf’s body, their hard lengths smashing together with the most exquisite pressure. He grinded his hips and rubbed against Wolf, moaning at the friction.
“I said, kiss me,” Wolf repeated, and pulled Harris’ face in for a hard kiss.
This man had raw, sexual power flowing from his veins, and Harris could barely catch his breath. Every part of him was buzzing. His lips moved to Wolf’s neck, tasting the sweet flesh that he craved for so long. He licked that beautiful bare chest and kissed his way lower. For a man with an incredible mane of hair on his head, Wolf’s body was clean and smooth, and Harris wanted to touch every inch of it—with his mouth. He tickled Harris’ body with his lips and tongue, tasting this man. When he reached one of those sexy hip bones on Wolf’s lower abdomen, he gave it a little nip.
Wolf suddenly pulled Harris up by his arms and onto the bed so they were side by side. A kiss came down on Harris’ mouth that devoured him. Wolf’s hand traveled over Harris’ chest and torso, softly caressing every inch of it. When Wolf clenched Harris’ length, Harris let out a long moan. He’d imagined what this man’s touch felt like so many times. It was surreal, almost like a dream, but the sensations making Harris shudder proved that this was no dream. This was happening, and Harris was sizzling from the inside out.
Still kissing Harris, Wolf’s hand moved lower, cupping and caressing Harris’ most delicate area. His hand snaked behind Harris and grabbed a chunk of his butt cheek. “I love that ass,” Wolf whispered, huskily. “I was watching it that day we went surfing. That’s the first time I ever looked at you differently.”
“Really? I had no idea.”
“I didn’t know what it meant, but I didn’t think too much about it. I don’t like to read into things. I let things happen on their own. And this is where it led. This is what was meant to happen.”
Wolf’s mouth returned to Harris’ chest and kissed and licked its way south. He flipped Harris over and gave his butt a light smack, then a little bite.
Harris shuddered again. He had no idea Wolf was such an exquisite and aggressive lover, then a thought hit him. “Wait.” He grinned over his shoulder at Wolf. “Are you trying to top me?”
Wolf snorted a laugh. “Did you think you were gonna topme?”
“Um. Yeah.”
They both let out a small laugh.
“I think we have a problem,” Harris said, sitting with his back against the headboard.
“Not a problem. I’m verse. I don’t mind if you top.”
“Are you sure?”
Wolf nodded. “I usually top, because it’s a trust issue. I prefer to bottom, but there are only a few people in my life I’ve trusted enough to bottom. I trust you, Harris. Completely. I’m yours.”
Those words and the sincerity in them meant everything to Harris. He’d waited so long for this moment, and now it was here. It was real. He kissed this man, tenderly but with possession, holding onto the back of Wolf’s neck so he couldn’t get away. Nothing would come between them. Ever.
Impatient, his lips moved down Wolf’s body leaving a trail of kisses. Wolf moaned and jerked under Harris’ touch, confirming that he was hitting all the right spots. A bottle of lube was tossed onto the bed, and Harris used it to prepare the man he loved. Gently, he used his fingers, inciting more moans and impatient little whimpers. The noises and sounds were an incredible turn on, and Harris became impatient, moving his fingers quicker and deeper.
“I’m ready,” Wolf whispered, clutching onto Harris’ wrist tightly.
There was a condom on the bed now, and Harris covered himself. Wolf placed his ankles on Harris’ shoulder, and they maintained eye contact while he entered Wolf. A deep, satisfying moan came from Wolf, while a shuddering sigh left Harris’ lungs. He moved slowly at first, then picked up momentum as Wolf began to buck his hips and clutch onto Harris’ thighs.
The room was a hazy blur but Wolf’s half-closed eyes, his crinkled brows, and slightly parted lips that panted heavily, broke through Harris’ stupor. He took Wolf’s length in his hand and stroked it swiftly, and he watched the man he loved climax with a long, loud grunt of incredible pleasure. The sight sent Harris over the edge, and he exploded with pent-up want and desire that had been building inside him for far too long. When his head finally came down from the clouds, Wolf was gazing up at him with a glazed expression in his eyes and a satiated smile on his lips.
“That was incredible,” Wolf said in a breathy whisper.
“You’re incredible,” Harris replied, rolling onto the bed and panting up to the ceiling. Wolf’s hand found his, and they lay together on the bed, hand in hand, enjoying the aftermath. Nothing else needed to be said. This wasn’t an awkward silence. It felt normal. Comfortable. As if they’d been doing this all along. As if this is what was meant to happen, just like Wolf said.
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The sunlight sliced through the room and woke Harris from a beautiful dream, only to realize that it wasn’t a dream. He really slept with Wolf last night, and it was exactly like he imagined. A giddiness filled him, and he hid his face in the pillow so Wolf wouldn’t see him smiling, even though he had his back to his lover. Once he took control of his emotions, he rolled over to wrap his arms around the guy he loved, but Wolf wasn’t in bed. Harris was sleeping alone.
Harris found his jeans and pulled them on. At the last minute, he decided to run some toothpaste over his teeth and finger-comb his hair before he searched for Wolf. There was noise coming from somewhere downstairs, and then the smell of bacon and coffee hit his nostrils. It was breakfast! He took the rest of the steps two at a time and briskly walked into the kitchen to find Wolf at the stove. “You’re making breakfast?”
