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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

RYLAN

Rylan pressed end on his cell and darted toward the door and out of his workroom, giggling as he ran down the stairs to find Cameron. The call had been a nurse at the local hospital who had given him the all clear on his concussion symptoms and there was one thing he wanted to do now he was able.

Cameron had left Rylan upstairs earlier to sketch ideas while he went to his office to work on the new laptop Rylan had purchased for him a week earlier as a surprise before Tristan caught up to him in Denver. For weeks, Rylan had researched and gotten opinions about the best state-of-the-art laptop and Cameron had loved it.

He was relieved he could give his husband a surprise for once.

Scheduled to be cleared of his concussion symptoms after Rylan followed the strict advice of the doctors, he’d taken a shower and laid out the toys and lube near their bed, knowing Cameron wouldn’t come upstairs.

More often than not, he stayed in a different part of the house during the day because despite him feeling fine, Rylan would tempt him to break the doctor’s no sex rule and Cameron didn’t want to do anything that might hurt him.

The nights were easier because Cameron would suck him off or finger his prostate until he came, every night, without consideration to his own desires. Cameron would encourage him to hold his body and head still, but he was there when his orgasm struck, covering Rylan with his large body and holding him tight, whenever Rylan became lost in the pleasure.

But today, it was his turn.

Rylan locked the front door before he set the alarm. He also hid their phones in one of the kitchen cabinets. They needed privacy and his actions ensured that.

Cameron was typing away when Rylan entered the bright room, barely glancing over. When he registered what he was seeing, his hands froze over the keyboard, and he turned his head, giving Rylan his full attention.

“Please tell me you’re naked underneath my tee?”

Rylan shook his head. “No, but I think you’ll like what I have on even more.”

He took slow, steady steps from the door, holding Cameron’s gaze the entire way. During his planning of this moment, Rylan went back and forth many times deciding whether he wanted black, white, or another bright color like red. He decided on black because it looked better against his skin tone and hoped Cameron felt the same.

“What… what are you wearing?”

“Well… they’re silk and cool against my skin, but most of all, I feel sexy in them.”

Cameron’s eyes never left him as he sauntered over to the desk, and he shivered in anticipation as his hazel gaze moved over his body. Cameron audibly gulped when Rylan turned and leaned against the edge of his desk, planting his hands flat against the surface.

Their eyes met and with deliberate movements, Rylan lifted himself up and sat himself on the corner of the desk. He crossed his legs, playing with the hem of Cameron’s tee. His sensitized skin broke out in goosebumps as the material slid along the skin of his upper thighs.

Cameron leaned back in his chair and tried to peek underneath the shirt, grunting his displeasure as he failed.

“Can I see what you have on?”

Rylan pinched the hem of the shirt and smiled at Cameron.

“Wait. Were you cleared?”

“Yes, the nurse called after my shower. Ready?”

Cameron nodded before his eyes darted from Rylan’s face and down to his legs, going back and forth, holding his breath in anticipation. Rylan watched as Cameron’s cock filled, tenting his sweatpants, as he pulled up the material inch by inch.

Cameron spotted lace and as his eyes widened at the sight, his hands clenched on his lap. Rylan, feeling emboldened by his husband’s reaction, lifted the shirt halfway up his chest and watched as Cameron zeroed in on the edge of his laced panties.

Opening and closing his mouth several times, he cleared his throat before he spoke. “Stand, please?”

The loud groan echoed throughout the office when Rylan uncrossed his legs and wriggled toward the edge of the desk. With a graceful movement, he pushed off the desk and stood. Deciding to put on a little show, he rocked his hips back and forth and he turned in a slow circle.

Rylan looked over his shoulder and watched Cameron’s many expressions as he reached out and touched the lace edging of the black panties. He traced the curve of his ass, moved his fingers over the slender curve of his waist before he gripped Rylan’s hips with both of his hands.

Cameron’s thumbs moved over him and Rylan shivered at the warmth pressed against the cool material. Unable to wait another moment, Rylan ripped the shirt over his head and threw it toward the chair in the corner. He moaned as Cameron pulled Rylan closer to him and he could feel the heat of his mouth as he pressed a kiss to his skin.

“You leave me breathless every time I lay my eyes on you and I can’t believe I’m the lucky man who’s allowed to touch you.”