Page 93 of The Long Game

“That’s a good rule,” Jack agreed.

“What I want to do now is kiss you.”

“That would be nice,” Jack said, tilting his chin up.

The kiss was gentle at first, but the heat built between them. Jack wasn’t much of a kisser when it came to hookups, so he felt like a hormone-addled teenager again when his entire body responded to nothing more than the taste of Grady’s lips.

He dragged Grady closer and they groaned when their legs and hips bumped. Grady slid lower, inserting a thigh between Jack’s legs. Jack dug his fingers into Grady’s hips and ass, tugging and wriggling until he was pinned to the door. He gasped when Grady’s mouth left his, then tilted his head to the side to encourage Grady to keep peppering kisses over his cheek to his ear.

“This okay?”

Jack nodded. “Yes. Yes, please,” he said, voice embarrassingly breathy even for a whisper. “You never have to ask about kissing,” Jack added. “If I don’t want to, I’ll tell you.”

Grady took a deep shuddering breath and sucked the sensitive skin behind Jack’s ear into his mouth.

Jack squirmed. “Tell me. Tell me what you want to do,” he pleaded.

Grady smiled and the abused skin slipped free. “I want to strip you naked. I want to spread you out on my bed and touch and kiss and lick every inch of your body. I want to learn what makes you moan and whimper.”

The answer to the last bit, at least in part, was to tell Jack all about it, because the sound he made was definitely too squeaky to be considered a manly grunt. “I want that, too,” he gasped asGrady nuzzled behind his ear and pinned him to the door with his hips. “But not tonight.”

The only hint Grady was surprised was a tiny hitch in the swivel of his hips. He kept nipping at Jack’s neck, though, and Jack practically melted against the door. He slid his fingers into Grady’s hair and tugged until their lips met again, kissing the gorgeous, generous, patient man for all he was worth. Which was a fuckinglot.

And also why they couldn’t do any of those delightful things Grady had described. Jack ended their kiss and used the hand in Grady’s hair to turn his head.

“When you do that,” he began, whispering into Grady’s ear before taking a shuddering breath. Talking during sex was a new experience for Jack and while he wasn’t opposed, it wasn’teasy. “When you do that, it’s not going to be a dozen feet from Colton and Sam because there is no way I’ll be able to stay quiet,” he confessed into Grady’s ear.

It was Grady’s turn to shudder. “Fuck,” he whispered.

“When we do that, it will be somewhere private. Somewhere we can leave the lights on and I can show you…”

Grady sucked in a shaky breath. Jack tucked his lips even closer to Grady’s ear so they brushed the sensitive shell when he spoke.

“…everything.”

Grady’s grip on his hips became painful and Jack reveled in it. It told him how much Grady wanted that—and he didn’t even know what Jack had to show him.

Well, he knewsomeof it, of course. Jack’s fun bits were probably about as expected. Those same fun bits were rubbed almost raw by the uncharacteristically clumsy and frantic jerk of Grady’s hip.

“But for now,” Jack continued, “we need to come up with another plan.”

Grady nodded, then Grady’s forehead hit the door with a dull thunk. “Jesus Christ,” he muttered.

“Did you come in your pants?” Jack asked with a smirk.

Grady lifted his head and gave Jack a baleful look, which was completely undermined by the way his hair stood on end from Jack’s fingers.

“No, I did not come in my pants. Though it was a near thing,” he admitted in a low grumble.

Jack grinned.

Grady leaned in close again. “Do you think you can stay quiet enough if I blow you right here?”

Jack tried to sayyesbut he couldn’t seem to get air into his lungs. He nodded instead.

Grady was definitely laughing at him, but he was doing it while sinking to his knees so Jack decided Grady could laugh at him all he wanted.

Long, nimble fingers yanked open his jeans and Jack’s heart skipped with every tug. Jack rucked up his shirt to watch Grady tug his jeans down until they barely clung to his hips.

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