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“That will never happen. Just wait for our anniversary.” His smile was both reverent and playful.

The elevator binged, letting them know they arrived on their floor. Rylan, with great effort, stepped back and reached for Cameron’s hand.

Cameron led them down the hall toward a room with a double door, and Rylan glanced at him in confusion.

“It’s the penthouse.”

Laughing at Rylan’s expression, Cameron opened the door. Without waiting another second, he pressed Rylan against the door as it closed and kissed him breathless.

Rylan arms draped over Cameron’s shoulders and savored the kiss. His body relaxed and as he tilted his head up to deepen the kiss, but moaned when Cameron’s hands reached under his ass and lifted Rylan until his feet were off the ground and he rested against a solid chest.

As they broke off, gasping for breath, Rylan laid his head down on Cameron’s chest.

“I’m thrilled not to have to worry about deadlines.”

The vibrations of Cameron’s chuckle rumbled through him and he pressed a kiss to his chest before he caught Cameron’s gaze.

“Yeah, we’ve had a busy couple of months. We met, fell in love, got married, and you’ve been working non-stop. It’s nice to see you so relaxed.”

Rylan lifted his head and Cameron’s heated gaze moved from his eyes and down to his lips. Cameron’s tongue darted out and swiped along his bottom one.

A moan escaped from his throat as Cameron’s thumb rubbed against his collarbone and up to his chin.

“I want to strip you from this sexy-as-sin outfit that made me hard the moment I spotted you on stage, before I worship you with my mouth and hands until you’re begging me for more.”

Rylan shivered at the deep sound rumbling through him, but before he could speak, Cameron ravaged his mouth. Whenever Cameron turned his attention to him, Rylan’s emotions surged and most of the time he couldn’t believe this man loved him. But through action alone, Cameron showed him every day how true three simple words could be.

Gasping for breath, Rylan blinked open his eyes and an embarrassing squeak escaped his throat as he took in the suite in front of him. The lights of the surrounding downtown buildings blinked around the floor-to-ceiling windows surrounding them, distracting him for a moment.

His eyes fluttered closed as Cameron pressed his mouth against Rylan’s neck. Teeth scraped against his collarbone and Rylan moaned, forgetting about everything but Cameron.

“I love the way you touch me.”

Rylan tightened his legs around his waist. Cameron’s fingers slid through his hair, which had grown long after he’d neglected to cut it when he’d been working, and held his head still before he sipped at Rylan’s mouth.

I’ve missed this.

Guilt swamped him because he hadn’t given his all to Cameron. It was the reason he wanted to concentrate on selling his designs, so he could spend more time with his husband with less stress.

Without waiting for Cameron to move past kissing, Rylan pulled Cameron’s dress shirt from the waistband of his slacks and touched the hot, smooth skin of his back. He let out a whimper when Cameron broke the kiss. But that whimper turned into a moan when he lowered Rylan’s legs down until his feet touched the floor.

Using one of his hands, Cameron wrapped his fingers around both wrists and lifted his arms, keeping them above his head.

“Tonight is all about giving you pleasure,” Cameron said.

Rylan moaned. “You touching me gives me pleasure. Please, Cameron, more.”

His husband smiled and Rylan’s heart swooped when he lifted him into his arms. Cameron gifted him with his beautiful smile before he held Rylan to his chest as he walked them both toward what he assumed was the bedroom.

“Lay back and relax.”

Rylan gazed up at Cameron as he spread out on the soft bed and blinked the sudden flood of tears that filled his eyes at the soft look on Cameron’s face.

“I was so proud of you tonight and when you introduced me as your husband, I thought again how lucky I am to have met you. You make me smile without effort and I want to spend all my time with you. And when I wake up in the morning with you snuggled against my chest, I thank fate or the gods or whoever brought us together.”

The tears slipped from his eyes. “I feel the same way, love.”

“Then let me love you.”