watched, all hot and interested. It made Donovan feel downright sexy.
This new territory didn’t feel like anything he’d experienced before. It felt
good, right, perfect. Was that love? He didn’t know, but there was no pressure
for him to. What he did know was that it was different and it was all about the
man waiting for him on the bed. That the day he’d met Ty, things had been
different, slowly changing or happening until they’d reached this point. And
damn if Donovan didn’t like it. A lot.
When he finally stood naked, Donovan licked his lips
nervously. “It’s you. It’s definitely you.”
Ty’s gaze tracked over Donovan’s body, pausing on Donovan’s
rigid dick and bright pink head with the bead of cum at the tip, before
catching his gaze. “Ready?”
Ty’s voice had grown husky with need and instead of freaking
Donovan out, it only served to turn him on further, if that was possible.
Butterflies swirled low in his belly, lighting on every nerve below his
bellybutton.
That was a loaded question! He knew Ty asked about the
bigger implications, the fallout of doing what they were about to do. But
either way the answer stayed the same. “Yes.” It was so much easier to say than
he’d expected.
Donovan crawled back onto the bed. The mattress gave beneath
his knees and palms as though softening the moment and cushioning it for
privacy. The lube rolled toward the depression his hand made. He picked it up
and, caught somewhere between surreal and reality, he twisted off the top. He knew
how to use lube so should have been able to apply it with ease. Instead, he put
it down and rolled on the waiting condom. This time he’d enter a far more
desirable location, he thought as his gaze roamed Ty’s body. He retrieved the
tube with shaking hands.
Ty seemed to understand Donovan’s sudden case of nerves and
took the lube from him, applying it to his small, puckered hole. Then he
slathered more on Donovan’s covered, heated shaft, finishing with a twisting
motion around the head. Donovan bit back a moan as Ty lay back and bent his
knee.
“Yes,” Donovan repeated as though Ty needed to hear it
again.
If he didn’t know better, he’d swear Ty was dealing with a
case of nerves too. He supposed he would be. Ty put everything out there for
Donovan. He’d held nothing back even when Donovan hadn’t been as forthcoming.
And now he stretched out his body too.
Tenderness washed over him. Donovan nodded. “I want you today.
I already know I’m going to want you tomorrow and the next day. I think I know
what that means, but give me at least a week before we tell people, okay?”
“A week?” Ty’s eyes danced with humor. “I thought when you
said you needed time , you meant like a year from now.”
“A week. Enough time to know we’re more than a friendship
with fucking rights,” Donovan teased. “I think there’s more than that, but I
want time to work through the awkwardness. Especially when it comes to telling
the office and seeing how they react.”
“Fuck that. If they don’t like it, we can hire new
programmers,” Ty decided.
Donovan laughed. “I’m down with that.”
“You can be down with anything you want as long as you keep
going down on me.”
“I’m definitely doing that again.”
“So are you done stalling, or are you going to put that rod
inside me anytime soon?” Ty wondered.
“It changes everything.”
“I know,” Ty replied seriously. “If you’re not sure yet—”
Donovan pushed the head of his cock into Ty’s body,
effectively shutting him up.
Ty hissed. “A little warning next time, huh?”
“Sorry. You were talking. I didn’t want to be rude by interrupting
you. You were saying?” Donovan didn’t give him time to adjust. He wasn’t sure
he could. A fiery glove wrapped his dick with a squeezing urgency Donovan was
helpless to resist. He thrust his hips hard, shoving his cock all the way in. A
shiver tracked his spine and tightened his
This new territory didn’t feel like anything he’d experienced before. It felt
good, right, perfect. Was that love? He didn’t know, but there was no pressure
for him to. What he did know was that it was different and it was all about the
man waiting for him on the bed. That the day he’d met Ty, things had been
different, slowly changing or happening until they’d reached this point. And
damn if Donovan didn’t like it. A lot.
When he finally stood naked, Donovan licked his lips
nervously. “It’s you. It’s definitely you.”
Ty’s gaze tracked over Donovan’s body, pausing on Donovan’s
rigid dick and bright pink head with the bead of cum at the tip, before
catching his gaze. “Ready?”
Ty’s voice had grown husky with need and instead of freaking
Donovan out, it only served to turn him on further, if that was possible.
Butterflies swirled low in his belly, lighting on every nerve below his
bellybutton.
That was a loaded question! He knew Ty asked about the
bigger implications, the fallout of doing what they were about to do. But
either way the answer stayed the same. “Yes.” It was so much easier to say than
he’d expected.
Donovan crawled back onto the bed. The mattress gave beneath
his knees and palms as though softening the moment and cushioning it for
privacy. The lube rolled toward the depression his hand made. He picked it up
and, caught somewhere between surreal and reality, he twisted off the top. He knew
how to use lube so should have been able to apply it with ease. Instead, he put
it down and rolled on the waiting condom. This time he’d enter a far more
desirable location, he thought as his gaze roamed Ty’s body. He retrieved the
tube with shaking hands.
Ty seemed to understand Donovan’s sudden case of nerves and
took the lube from him, applying it to his small, puckered hole. Then he
slathered more on Donovan’s covered, heated shaft, finishing with a twisting
motion around the head. Donovan bit back a moan as Ty lay back and bent his
knee.
“Yes,” Donovan repeated as though Ty needed to hear it
again.
If he didn’t know better, he’d swear Ty was dealing with a
case of nerves too. He supposed he would be. Ty put everything out there for
Donovan. He’d held nothing back even when Donovan hadn’t been as forthcoming.
And now he stretched out his body too.
Tenderness washed over him. Donovan nodded. “I want you today.
I already know I’m going to want you tomorrow and the next day. I think I know
what that means, but give me at least a week before we tell people, okay?”
“A week?” Ty’s eyes danced with humor. “I thought when you
said you needed time , you meant like a year from now.”
“A week. Enough time to know we’re more than a friendship
with fucking rights,” Donovan teased. “I think there’s more than that, but I
want time to work through the awkwardness. Especially when it comes to telling
the office and seeing how they react.”
“Fuck that. If they don’t like it, we can hire new
programmers,” Ty decided.
Donovan laughed. “I’m down with that.”
“You can be down with anything you want as long as you keep
going down on me.”
“I’m definitely doing that again.”
“So are you done stalling, or are you going to put that rod
inside me anytime soon?” Ty wondered.
“It changes everything.”
“I know,” Ty replied seriously. “If you’re not sure yet—”
Donovan pushed the head of his cock into Ty’s body,
effectively shutting him up.
Ty hissed. “A little warning next time, huh?”
“Sorry. You were talking. I didn’t want to be rude by interrupting
you. You were saying?” Donovan didn’t give him time to adjust. He wasn’t sure
he could. A fiery glove wrapped his dick with a squeezing urgency Donovan was
helpless to resist. He thrust his hips hard, shoving his cock all the way in. A
shiver tracked his spine and tightened his
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