“Yes.” Gregory couldn’t form any other words at the
you went to him when you left work earlier. I was
worried when you left.” Braden crossed his arms over
his chest. “And was even more so when I got home about
an hour ago and didn’t see your SUV. I’m glad he was
able to help you with whatever was bothering you.”
“Yeah, talking with Clint helped.” Gregory stepped
closer to Braden. “But he can’t help me with what is
bothering me. Only you can.”
“Me?” Braden lowered his arms. “Whatever you need.
Someone to listen or anything, I am here for you,
He fought to get the words out.
“Talk to me.” Braden stepped close and put his hand on
Braden touched him, Gregory shuddered, need coursing
through him. Braden’s brow furrowed.
“Screw words.” Gregory stepped closer to Braden and
Braden stiffened and Gregory chanted in his head. Come on, come on. Don’t push me away. Kiss me back.
Braden softened and his arms came around Gregory, his
Yes. Now open to me.
Braden opened his lips and Gregory almost yelled with
victory. Instead, he stroked his tongue deep inside
Braden’s mouth. His knees went weak as he tasted
Braden—he tasted even better than Gregory had thought
he would. He’d thought about this moment for so long,
Gregory wondered if he was imagining it. Braden took
over the kiss and Gregory groaned as he accepted that
it was oh so very real. Braden pushed deep within his
mouth and made a humming sound. Gregory felt like the
sound went straight to his cock and squeezed it. He
widened his stance and moved closer to Braden. When he
felt Braden’s cloth-clad erection against his own,
Gregory didn’t freak out as he’d been afraid he would.
He wanted so much more with Braden. He pressed closer,
rocking against Braden. Braden pulled back, pushing
“What the fuck are you doing?” Braden breathed
harshly, staring at him, his eyes wide.
“Kissing you.” Gregory licked his lips. “And you
kissed me back. You’re hard.” He pointed to Braden’s
tented jeans and grinned. “You’re attracted to me.”