Page 19 of Hello Goodbye Amore

“We have to be quiet.” The last thing Chase wanted was for Ricky to see him and Antonello like this. It was enough that he joked about them kissing, but Ricky did not need to see it, or the fact that his pants were way too damned tight.

“I don’t know if I can do that,” Antonello whispered.

“But I’ll try.” He pulled Chase away from the wall and propelled him a few steps to the next door.

He opened it, pressed Chase inside, and closed the bedroom door behind him.

This was no slow, gentle seduction, but years of denied desire flooding to the surface in a wave that drew Chase along, seemingly out of control. And he did nothing at all to stop it.

He pulled his shirt over his head and let it fall to the floor before working the buttons of Antonello’s white shirt, his hands shaking enough he was tempted to rip the fucking thing off him.

Their kissing grew more heated as soon as they were skin to skin, and Chase wanted more.

It seemed Antonello felt the same way, because he pressed Chase down onto the mattress.

Heat built between them as Antonello slid his leg between Chase’s denim-covered ones, their hips coming together.

“Fuck,” Chase breathed as he ran his hands down Antonello’s back and over his tight, hard ass.

Jesus God! Somehow he managed to slide his hands around and unfasten Antonello’s pants.

But was able to do little else as they each held the other so tightly.

It was enough, and Chase slipped his hands under the fabric, gripping Antonello’s bare ass, earning a deep groan that they cut off with another kiss that left Chase’s head spinning and every inch of him on fire.

Somehow he shimmied Antonello’s pants down. He kicked them off, and Chase frantically got his own off and onto the floor with a little help from Antonello.

A noise caught Chase’s attention, and he stilled, the two of them watching each other in the moonlight that spilled through the window. There was no additional sound, so Chase tugged Antonello down into an intense kiss that left them both panting.

Skin to skin, heat to heat, they moved against each other.

Chase shut his eyes, closing off his sense of sight to more fully hear the way Antonello breathed and the way the breeze filled the room, feel the way he held Antonello against him, the slight roughness of his chest hair against Chase’s skin.

He wanted to experience it all, remember it all, especially every time he inhaled…

surrounded by Antonello’s intense scent that rocketed him onto cloud nine.

“I need you. It’s been so long since I let anyone close,” Chase whispered as he splayed his hands against Antonello’s back, wanting to feel everything all at once.

“Do you have protection?” Antonello asked.

Chase shook his head, chuckling softly. “I didn’t think something like this was going to happen, and I wouldn’t even know how to go into a store and ask where the condoms were.” He smiled and loved Antonello’s soft one in return.

“I suppose you’re right.”

Chase held his cheeks, keeping Antonello’s gaze locked on his.

“There’s nothing to worry about.” He rocked his hips, pressing up against Antonello, loving the way his eyes widened and his breathing hitched.

Rocking them together, Antonello quickly got the picture, and together they moved their hips, cocks sliding past each other, pressure and friction building between them.

That was enough, more than enough, and Chase guided Antonello until both of them quivered.

Chase’s hands shook, and he knew he wasn’t going to last. “That’s it, let it go. ”

Antonello blinked, body filled with tension. “Don’t want this to end.”

“Doesn’t have to. We have all night,” Chase whispered, and Antonello nodded, both of them holding on to the edge of a knife until they tumbled over together.

Chase swallowed the groan that threatened, holding Antonello as his release barreled into him.

Being silent only added to the moment, enhancing the pleasure.

Antonello held him closer as the energy slipped from both of them.

Chase wrapped his arms around Antonello’s back, closing his eyes and letting himself relax and enjoy the moment.

This was that quiet time when the world seemed to halt, if only for a few minutes, when everything was perfect and the worries and cares of the outside world were forgotten. “God,” Chase whispered.

“I know.” Antonello settled next to him, and Chase slipped out of bed and returned with a towel. After a quick cleanup, he added the towel to the clothes that littered the floor and settled next to Antonello, sliding his fingers through the hair on his chest. “What do we do now?”

“We rest a little.”

“I believe someone promised that we had all night,” Antonello teased.

“We do. Now close your eyes and relax. We’re safe here.

Both of us are.” Chase nestled closer. “This is just the two of us, you and me.” Chase was glad his normally swirling thoughts were still and quiet.

Thank goodness. All he wanted was to enjoy this moment. The million questions could come later.