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His heart stuttered.

Zach could not have said anything more perfect in that moment.

Cael didn’t know what else to do, so he kissed Zach again. This time, however, Zach pulled Cael even closer and kissed him back, and it was like every dream he’d ever had of Zach come to life. Cael wanted nothing more than to inhale him as Zach sucked Cael’s bottom lip into his mouth, doing something with his tongue that melted Cael’s insides entirely and had his rock-hard dick begging for freedom.

Zach’s hands slid down to Cael’s ass. Zach squeezed and ground his hard length against Cael, drawing sounds out of Cael he couldn’t recall ever hearing himself make before. Zach kissing him, his hands skimming and squeezing him, was about the closest Cael had ever felt to absolute joy, because after all these years of wishing, Cael was finally wrapped in the arms of the one man he’d thought he could never have, and now, he was desperate not to let go.

Sappy as hell, but freakin’ true.

Zach softened their kiss, and Cael whimpered a little, not ready for him to stop.

“Holy fuck,” Zach panted softly against his lips.

“No shit.”

Zach pulled his face back a little and looked up at him. “I, uh… fuck. Is this for real?”

“God, I hope so.”

“What do we do now?”

“Whatever you want, Pook. I told you, this is your night.”

Zach’s gaze flickered down to Cael’s lips. “I think I want to kiss you again.”

“Thank God,” Cael breathed, covering Zach’s mouth with his, hungry for more of him.

Cael took him into his arms, squeezing Zach against him. Heat surged through his veins as Zach flicked his tongue over his lips. His hands found his ass again, keeping their groins crushed against each other. Zach rocked his pelvis, and Cael moaned at the delicious friction between them.

Zach slid his hands up Cael’s back, under his shirt, as he pushed his tongue between his lips and deepened their kiss. Whatever hesitation Zach might have had disappeared completely. There was an urgency now in the way Zach kissed him, as if he needed this as much as Cael did. Zach probed his mouth with deep exploring licks, and Cael surrendered to him and the feelings of bone-deep joy Zach gave him.

Still rubbing his denim-clad erection against Cael’s, Zach pushed his hands into Cael’s jeans beneath his briefs, and grabbed hold of skin, digging his fingertips into his ass cheeks. Cael swore he would come in his pants if Zach didn’t stop. Zach teased Cael’s tongue with his, luring Cael back to explore his mouth and when he did, Zach formed a circle with his lips and sucked Cael’s tongue between them.God, I’m so close.

“Shit, Zach… gonna come…”

Cael’s jaw went slack, and he half moaned, half grunted into Zach’s mouth as his dick jerked and pulsed, and Cael shot his load in his underwear, his orgasm ripping through him, shattering his senses. His knees weakened as his release continued to flow out of him, but Zach held him up as Cael braced his hands on the counter on either side of Zach. Zach’s arms locked around him, Cael shuddered against him, spilling into his cotton briefs untilfinallyhe was empty and breathless.

As the blood and oxygen slowly worked their way back to his brain, embarrassment took over. Christ, he’d never jetted in his pants before, and had always prided himself in not losing control so easily like some horny teenager that had just discovered what happens when hand meets dick. Cael always outlasted the other guy; not the other way around.

“Fuck, man. That was hot,” Zach whispered heavily in his ear.

Cael’s cheeks heated. “I, uh, don’t usually nut that fast.”

“Fuck, even better.”

Chapter 11

Zach’s lips hovered over Cael’s. His hands still shoved in Cael’s pants, squeezing his bare ass and holding Cael against him, felt fucking amazing. Kissing him, watching him come apart in his arms, had to have been the most incredible, most beautiful thing Zach had ever experienced so far.

“I want more,” Zach whispered, nipping at Cael’s slightly swollen lips.

Zach kissed along his jaw, reveling in the velvety scratch of Cael’s scruff on his lips—something he’d never felt ever before. Cael tipped his head back and groaned, giving Zach full access to his throat. Zach paused at the hollow of Cael’s neck to suck and lick his tender flesh, listening to his breathing hitch. Cael’s pulse thumped hard and fast against his lips. God, he tasted and smelled so fucking good.

“Whatever you want, Pook…”

Cael’s strangled groan reverberated through Zach’s entire body. Zach wanted him. He wanted all of him, in every way possible. He wanted to touch and kiss and lick every inch of his body, inside and out. He wanted to know in its entirety what it felt like to be with a man—this man—whom he’d only recently realized he was in love with and only moments ago learned that Cael loved him too.

“I want it all. I want everything with you.”