was going on here. This spell had him captured and seemed to have Zach’s attention, and Quinn wouldn’t be the one to stop it.
“This.” Zach dipped his mouth and laid it across Quinn’s. He brought his hands up and shot his arms around Quinn so fast, Quinn couldn’t have escaped.
Not that he wanted to. Not hardly. No, he liked this just fine.
He returned the kiss with all the fervor inside him. Zach’s mouth was the fire, and Quinn was the kindling. He caught the flame, and it burned inside him like the toastiest heat ever.
Zach’s lips were limber, and they took as much as they gave from Quinn. They gave him no pause. Zach wouldn’t let Quinn pull away even for a breath. Apparently the man liked him against his body.
And it was so good, Quinn felt as though he’d pass out. As though all the air had been sucked from his lungs.
His cock strained against the confines of his clothes, wanting freedom.
Steam must be rising from us. In the air.
When Zach finally paused to take a breath, they both were panting. Quinn could feel the sweat on his body. Granted, his heat was on, and it was still fairly warm outside. The chill of the nighttime hadn’t taken over. But it wasn’t that hot. No, this was from the kiss. Just an embrace. They hadn’t even gotten naked yet.
God help me when we do.
Zach kept his forehead against Quinn’s for a few seconds. He kept staring in Quinn’s eyes as if searching for something. Whatever it was, did he find it? His next words gave an indication. “What I’d like to do tonight? I want to fuck you.” He didn’t show that he was sorry or wishy-washy. “That’s what I want to do.” He seemed surprised but calm at saying it.
“I’ll get the condoms.” Quinn didn’t even pause. Why should he? This was what he wanted too. “And the lube. Don’t go away.”
“Trust me. That ain’t going to happen.” And to further hurry Quinn along, Zach was undoing the top button to his jeans.
Like he was going to miss that.
Chapter Four
Zach watched the man’s face in front of him. It was a fascinating prospect. The earnest lust the man displayed would have tempted a eunuch. And Zach was no eunuch. That was how he’d gotten into this situation in the first place.
He splayed the top of his jeans wide open, challenged by the sultry face Quinn was giving him. Couldn’t help the smile that crept up his lips to make a full-fledged grin. Quinn had seemingly forgotten his mission. “Going to get stuff?”
Quinn swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. “What? Right, the condoms and lube.” He shook his head as if he needed to clear it. Zach liked being the power behind that motion. “Don’t go away.”
“You said that already.” Quinn seemed to be worried Zach would take off if left alone. Not an unbelievable fear. How did the man know him so well after so few interactions?
“I know. Don’t do anything either. Just stay still.” He shot from the room like an arrow from a bow. So maybe he was afraid he might miss something. It would make him hurry this along.
Though he was tempted to strip to see the surprise on Quinn’s face when he returned, Zach stood perfectly still, listening to Quinn fumble around in the other room. There were a few muttered epithets.
What are you doing? Have you lost your mind? What has possessed you?
He looked up at the ceiling. Without Quinn here in front of him, it was hard to remember he’d told himself he’d give this a chance. Hard to keep the doubts at bay. The ones that always plagued him about any type of relationship, especially since his military service. And it was easy to go soft. His erection floundered without Quinn to keep it going.
He was bisexual. How many had he hurt with his inability to commit to only one sex? Others might not have that problem, but he sure did. And though they’d talked a big talk the other day with Josie, he didn’t see a threesome working out for anything long-term. There weren’t
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