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Page 79 of Resonance

Dan didn’t suffer the same lack of confidence. “How about you unbutton those pants and take them off?”

I nodded vehemently and did that, wriggling free of my jeans, then boxers to save him a step. My dick thumped against my stomach as I lay back down again, and Dan let out a soft breath.

“Constantly amazes me just how damn sexy you are.”

My own sense of inhibition started to melt with the praise, and I ran a hand lightly down my chest, then over my shaft. Fuck, I missed him, missed having his voice close to me. In my ear. Against my lips.

“Did you think about me today?” I propped up on some pillows so I could still see the screen as I touched myself. Aside from that blip where he’d texted that he thought about me often, we’d been careful about that stuff, too. But how else was I supposed to start off?

Though, I definitely didn’t anticipate the thrill that’d run through me when he answered, “Often.”

“What’d you think about?”

“Lotta things. The kitchen that night. The next morning after that.”

“Me on my knees?”

“Yeah…” His voice went growly and low, the screen shaking for just a minute, then steadying.

“God you’re turning me on.” I feathered another touch up my shaft, balls tightening and tingling because I could tell he was stroking himself, too. “What about after we went walking that one night? In the living room?”

Dan exhaled a low sigh. “Goddamn, that was good, too. And it’s not just that—” He hesitated, then shook his head and grinned. “Never mind.”

I squeezed my dick hard, and a shiver ran up my spine. I let my eyes fall shut for a moment, imagining him standing over me at the edge of the bed, pulling his shirt off. The broad shoulders and thick biceps. The springy hair of his chest.

“Fuck, let me see you closer.”

Moving the laptop, I wiggled around until there was more of me in the frame.

“Too far. Now I can’t see your face.”

“My face is not the important part here, Dan,” I chided on a laugh.

“Sure it is. Otherwise you’re just a headless dick.”

“Nothing wrong with that. There’s a whole segment of POV porn in honor of it.”

“Well, I’m only interested in this POV right now, and I want to see you.”

Delicious warmth gathered in my balls as I adjusted the laptop again. “If you were here, would you touch me?”

“Sure as shit would. I like you spread out like that, like you’re naked and waiting for me.”

I stroked my shaft and rolled my hips into my touch, letting my breathing grow erratic along with his.

“Would you—” I cut the rest off abruptly and tilted my head, listening because I thought I’d heard…

“Owen, ya here?” came from the front of the house.

“Hang on,” I hissed at Dan, then jumped up from the bed and locked the door just as Aiden pounded on it. “Just a second,” I called out.

“Cockblocked by my brother, why am I not surprised?” A hint of a smile twitched at the corners of Dan’s mouth as I returned to the computer. “Need to call me back later?”

“Yeah, shit. Tonight. We’re finishing this, but right now my dick is DOA from unexpected interference.” No way would I be able to get off knowing Aiden was home and roaming around.

I fumbled on my jeans and opened the door a minute later, huffing out a “What’s up?” as Aiden backed away with a smirk.

“Clearly I’ve interrupted something.” He peered over my shoulder at the laptop on the bed. I stepped aside to block his view.