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Authors: Sara York
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stiffened and started to move but Tucker's fingers squeezed on his waist and he leaned forward, his face only a few inches from Billy's body. Pain filled Billy. He wanted Tucker so bad, had for over a year now. Everything had been fine before Tucker had been injured. Before the last mission, Billy could deal with them not being lovers yet because he had time to pursue Tucker, but when he thought Tucker wouldn’t make it back, he'd panicked.
"Don't go." Tucker licked his lips then leaned in. He widened his legs and Billy stepped between them, positioning himself so Tucker's thighs pressed against the outside of Billy's.
Sparks raced through Billy's body like he'd been electrocuted. He let his head drop between his shoulders and his eyes rolled up in the back of his head. Then Tucker's forehead was on his stomach, pressing into his belly and he thought he would drop to the floor. Only by a miracle was he sill standing.
He looked down, staring at the back of Tucker's head, wanting to run his fingers through the wavy locks. Before he knew what he was doing, one hand was resting on Tucker's head, smoothing over his silky hair. Every erotic dream he'd had about Tucker never came close to how he felt right now.
"I'm not gay," Tucker whispered, "but last night when you kissed me, I wanted you."
Tucker didn't say anything else and Billy didn't know what to do. The man had just said he wasn't gay then admitted wanting him. He needed to see Tucker's eyes while they spoke so he dropped to his knees, his gaze searching out Tucker 's.
In all his years, sex had only satisfied an urge, but staring up into Tucker's bright eyes rocked him so deeply he feared what sex would be like between them. Just the feel of Tucker's legs against his sides had him twisted in knots so tight that he didn't know if he'd ever escape.
"Billy, I need to go slow."
He placed his hands on Tucker's legs, fingers curling around the muscles. "What does that mean?"
Tucker lifted his good hand and placed his forefinger on Billy's lips, tracing the lower lip over and over again. "It means I want to kiss you again, but not right now."
"Why not now?"
"If I kissed you right now we'd end up having sex."
Billy shivered and Tucker laughed. He felt the wetness from his pre-come spread. Already his body had ideas of how hard and fast then slow and sweetly he wanted to make love to Tucker. "Fuck, Tucker, you say that then expect me not to kiss you?"
"Please, I'm not—I'm scared. I've never thought I was gay before. I love hanging out with you, you're my best friend and honestly, all the boners I got when we were together, I attributed it to the mission or the excitement of being in an intense situation. I never once—okay, that's a lie. I've had dreams about you."
Billy sat up straighter, his breath going shallow. "You've dreamt about me?"
Tucker blushed, his cheeks redder than his hair. He nodded and Billy needed to know more.
"Tell me, did you come when you were dreaming about me?"
"Fuck, it's so embarrassing. I'm not a teen and I haven't come in my shorts in years …until you." Tucker lifted his chin, his eyes seeking out Billy's. He had to restrain himself from kissing the man because all he wanted to do was lie down on the bed and kiss Tucker until neither one of them had any sense left.
With a shaky hand, Billy lifted Tuckers good hand and kissed the tip of each finger. When he got to Tucker's thumb, he couldn't help himself and sucked it into his mouth, loving the way Tucker's eyes flashed with desire.
"Stop!" Tucker exhaled in a big puff of air. "You're going to make me come."
Billy stood suddenly then gently pushed Tucker to the mattress, careful of his injury. He hung above him, wishing that they were already a couple because if they were, Tucker would be buck naked with his legs in the air.
"I'll stop right now, but babe, I want you and I'm going to make sure you want me. We'll go slow, but I'm not going to let up." Billy lowered his lips to
"Don't go." Tucker licked his lips then leaned in. He widened his legs and Billy stepped between them, positioning himself so Tucker's thighs pressed against the outside of Billy's.
Sparks raced through Billy's body like he'd been electrocuted. He let his head drop between his shoulders and his eyes rolled up in the back of his head. Then Tucker's forehead was on his stomach, pressing into his belly and he thought he would drop to the floor. Only by a miracle was he sill standing.
He looked down, staring at the back of Tucker's head, wanting to run his fingers through the wavy locks. Before he knew what he was doing, one hand was resting on Tucker's head, smoothing over his silky hair. Every erotic dream he'd had about Tucker never came close to how he felt right now.
"I'm not gay," Tucker whispered, "but last night when you kissed me, I wanted you."
Tucker didn't say anything else and Billy didn't know what to do. The man had just said he wasn't gay then admitted wanting him. He needed to see Tucker's eyes while they spoke so he dropped to his knees, his gaze searching out Tucker 's.
In all his years, sex had only satisfied an urge, but staring up into Tucker's bright eyes rocked him so deeply he feared what sex would be like between them. Just the feel of Tucker's legs against his sides had him twisted in knots so tight that he didn't know if he'd ever escape.
"Billy, I need to go slow."
He placed his hands on Tucker's legs, fingers curling around the muscles. "What does that mean?"
Tucker lifted his good hand and placed his forefinger on Billy's lips, tracing the lower lip over and over again. "It means I want to kiss you again, but not right now."
"Why not now?"
"If I kissed you right now we'd end up having sex."
Billy shivered and Tucker laughed. He felt the wetness from his pre-come spread. Already his body had ideas of how hard and fast then slow and sweetly he wanted to make love to Tucker. "Fuck, Tucker, you say that then expect me not to kiss you?"
"Please, I'm not—I'm scared. I've never thought I was gay before. I love hanging out with you, you're my best friend and honestly, all the boners I got when we were together, I attributed it to the mission or the excitement of being in an intense situation. I never once—okay, that's a lie. I've had dreams about you."
Billy sat up straighter, his breath going shallow. "You've dreamt about me?"
Tucker blushed, his cheeks redder than his hair. He nodded and Billy needed to know more.
"Tell me, did you come when you were dreaming about me?"
"Fuck, it's so embarrassing. I'm not a teen and I haven't come in my shorts in years …until you." Tucker lifted his chin, his eyes seeking out Billy's. He had to restrain himself from kissing the man because all he wanted to do was lie down on the bed and kiss Tucker until neither one of them had any sense left.
With a shaky hand, Billy lifted Tuckers good hand and kissed the tip of each finger. When he got to Tucker's thumb, he couldn't help himself and sucked it into his mouth, loving the way Tucker's eyes flashed with desire.
"Stop!" Tucker exhaled in a big puff of air. "You're going to make me come."
Billy stood suddenly then gently pushed Tucker to the mattress, careful of his injury. He hung above him, wishing that they were already a couple because if they were, Tucker would be buck naked with his legs in the air.
"I'll stop right now, but babe, I want you and I'm going to make sure you want me. We'll go slow, but I'm not going to let up." Billy lowered his lips to
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