Page 67 of He's the One

Theo talked and talked about all his plans for Asquith and Col didn’t interrupt. It was so good being held like this. He’d even forgotten to think about the sea. Until a particularly loud wave made him jump.

“You’re brilliant,” Col said.

Theo turned to look at him. “I’m—”

“Don’t you dare say you’re not. All those ideas are good ones. They tumbled out of you, shining like gemstones and you should be proud.”

Theo swallowed hard. “Really?”

“Asquith’s stuck in the past. It needs to move forward and it can only do that by offering what people want to pay to see or do. They might like everything the house itself offers, but little kids aren’t interested in antique furniture and oil paintings and priceless clocks. They can cope with a short period of enlightenment, but then they want mazes and archery and birds of prey shows and dinosaurs to scream at and things to climb, places to explore, exciting trails to follow to secrets like your fossil grotto. Stately homes need to appeal to adultsandkids to succeed. Your father is wasting your vision. Don’t let your family extinguish your spark.”

Theo sat motionless as Col cupped his jaw and gently stroked his cheekbone with his thumb.

“I have a spark?” Theo whispered as Col’s face moved nearer to his.

“Christ, yes. You’re like a firework, flickering with energy, brightening everything around you, turning darkness into light. You’re one in a million, Theo.”

Theo’s eyes filled, along with his heart. There was nothing he could do to stop the needy sound creeping from his mouth. No one had ever said anything like that to him before. He climbed onto Col’s lap, planting his knees on the bench on either side of Col’s hips. Col wrapped his arms around him, then their mouths were together and Theo felt as if he was going to explode with joy.

The kiss stopped his heart, yet at the same time made his pulse race. Kissing was…magic. Tasting and nipping and licking at each other’s mouths, taking turns, copying, changing. Col swept his hands up the inside of Theo’s jacket and Theo wished they were on his skin and…

“Breathe,” Col mumbled into the edge of Theo’s mouth.

Oh yes, I need oxygen. But I need to kiss.They came up for air like kids in a swimming pool who’d been daring each other to stay under the longest. They gasped and chuckled and Theo wanted to do it all over again. And they did, mouths meshed, hands clutching, hips grinding until it almost hurt. Theo was pressing his hard cock against Col’s equally rigid cock, and there might be several layers of material between them but this was the closest Theo’s cock had been to another guy’s cock and—Oh fuck.

“You have to stop,” Theo blurted.

“When you do.”

And then their mouths and bodies were together again. Col had his fingers in Theo’s hair, holding his head in place and somehow bucking up into him as Theo rocked down.I am going to come in my jeans.

Sheer terror of that happening enabled Theo to pull away, but he still clutched Col’s shoulders.

“I want… I want…”Get the words out.“I want to be able to go in and say goodbye to your mum and dad and I can’t do that with a wet patch in a very obvious place.”

Col laughed. “Zip up your jacket. It’s long enough.”

“What if she says—come in for a while, have a hot chocolate? I can’t resist hot chocolate. Does she put marshmallows on top?”

“Yes. And whipped cream.”

Theo groaned. “Nooooo. How can I keep my jacket on and look normal? What if I get stopped by the police on the way home? How can I explain— Oh, I know, I have a bottle of water in the car, I can say I spilled it. But not when I was driving because you’re not allowed to eat or drink when you’re driving, are you?”

“Theo?”

“Yes?”

“Shut up.”

Then they were kissing again. Col’s hand slid under Theo’s jacket and shirt onto his lower back and tingles raced up Theo’s spine. When roughened fingertips wormed their way into the back of his jeans, pressure spiralled from Theo’s balls and set fire to his belly.Oh God, no. The inevitable happened. Theo’s head went back, his hips jerked up and his cock spilled into his boxers as he convulsed against Col.Oh God, yes! Yes! Yes!!

Theo buried his head in Col’s shoulder.

Fuck no.The bliss of coming was quickly replaced by the embarrassment of coming. Insecurity gobbled him like a hungry wolf. Col would be amused or disgusted or—

“Don’t you dare,” Col said. “That was so hot, my sexy little porn star.”

“I feel stupid.”

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