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into the crook of his neck then grabbed Ruben’s hand. He folded their fingers together and tucked their entwined hands against his chest. He wrapped his other arm firmly around Ruben’s back.
    There might not have been music playing in the room, just the sounds of their uneven breathing, but Elijah couldn’t remember ever enjoying a dance like the one he was having. He wasn’t even sure he had ever danced like this.
    Elijah let go of Ruben’s hand and grabbed his chin, tilting his head back just enough so that he could reach his lips. The kiss was soft and gentle, and just a bit hesitant. It wasn’t filled with desire or the overwhelming lust he usually felt when he was around Ruben.
    Instead, it was colored with need and a deep longing Elijah didn’t even know he was feeling. By the time he lifted his head and stared down at Ruben, he felt just as dazed as Ruben seemed. And Ruben was staring up at him like he had hung the moon.
    Elijah swallowed past the lump that built in his throat at the soft glint in Ruben’s hazel eyes. Had Thomas ever looked at him like that?
    Had anyone ever looked at him like that? Elijah didn’t think so, and that made him wonder if what he had with Thomas had even been real. Whatever it was that passed between him and Ruben seemed so much stronger, and yet so much simpler.
    Elijah leaned down again and claimed Ruben’s soft lips again. He couldn’t even begin to define the feelings that ran through him when Ruben groaned and leaned into the kiss. He wasn’t sure he would have been able to give name to them even if he tried. No one had ever made him feel the way Ruben Blaecleah did.
    It wasn’t just desire or lust, even if the man was hot enough to burn paint off the walls at fifty paces. Elijah had a deep need to learn more about the man—his wants and desires, his deepest fantasies. He even wanted to know Ruben’s likes and dislikes. He wanted to know what the man thought on any given topic. Elijah wanted to know everything.
    “Eli,” Ruben whispered as he pulled away and cast a quick glance at the cradle next to the wall. He swallowed hard, naked desire shining in his eyes when he looked back at Elijah. “I can’t. Not with—”
    “Sshhh, baby,” Elijah whispered back as he rubbed his thumb along Ruben’s lips. “I know you can’t. We’re just dancing. That’s all.”
    “Yeah, but—”
    “As much as I want there to be more between us, I am not ruled by my libido, Ruben. I am perfectly happy just holding you in my arms.”
    A soft flush filled Ruben’s face. Elijah could feel the man’s hard cock pressing against him and knew what he was feeling. Elijah was feeling the very same desire. He just didn’t feel an overwhelming need to act on it. Holding Ruben in his arms was enough.
    “If this is all we have tonight, I’m fine with that. I understand that Alani’s needs have to come first.”
    “Really?”
    Elijah leaned down and kissed the tip of Ruben’s pert nose.
    “Really.”
    “And if I suggested we slip into the bathroom?” Elijah’s mouth dropped open as his brain took a dump. He suddenly felt overheated and achy and wanted more than to dance Ruben around the room and cuddle in the man’s arms. He dropped his eyes to where Ruben was nervously licking his lips. Those were what he wanted and preferably wrapped around his aching cock.
    “Have you ever sucked someone’s cock?” Ruben’s face flushed again. His eyes dropped to Elijah’s chest.
    “Sort of?”
    “Sort of?” Elijah frowned in confusion. “Is that a question or a statement?”
    “I don’t think it counts when you use a dildo.” Ruben’s words were whispered so low that Elijah almost didn’t hear them. When he finally figured out what Ruben was saying, he almost came in his jeans. He swallowed first before speaking, afraid that the desire coursing through his veins would make speech impossible.
    “You gave a blow job to a dildo?”
    Ruben shrugged, still refusing to meet