“My mom.”
“Seriously?”
“Uh-huh. Did you think I’m just a one-dish wonder?”
“No, it’s just that usually guys on our team are lucky if they know how to defrost.”
“Well, I’m more multifaceted than you thought, huh?”
“Do you really want that getting around?”
“Hell no, and not because the guys will think I’m some kind of soft, doughy wimp. They’re gonna expect me to feed them, too, and you know their appetites.”
“Good point.”
I knew what would come next—the only thing that could logically follow this moment. When I stared across the table at Kayden, taking in his sexy features, I decided that was fine by me. But I would take charge of this one. Kayden didn’t have to like it.
We spent the rest of the time shooting the shit about hockey,even challenging each other with hockey trivia. Until I met Kayden, I’d never known anyone with such a command of the sport’s history…among non-Canadians, I mean.
It was nice bein able to enjoy one another’s company with no strings attached. You know, the sort of thing that real couples do, even if Kayden had hesitated at each new step. Even still, I knew where things were headed tonight, and it was going to be smoking hot. But it could wait. I wanted to enjoy the relaxing moment.
After Kayden drained the last of his wine, we stood up, linked hands, and shuffled to the couch. Kayden paused. I saw that look in his eyes. He was hungry in a way that even his lasagna dinner couldn’t satisfy.
I paused and then shuffled closer to him, my eyes never leaving his. We fell into each other’s arms but didn’t paw at one another like we had when all this was new. No grunting or groaning either. Our lips met, and my tongue lapped over his. Kayden tasted so much better when we took it slow.
I’d learned to savor every ounce of these moments after gaining some much-needed man-on-man experience. I slid my arms around his waist, my hands scratching against his back,and then I squeezed his chest against mine. I felt Kayden’s erection press against my leg. He reached in between us, his hand groping my crotch and squeezing my ready member, and I moaned.
“You like that, don’t you?” he asked.
“Mmmhmmmmmm.”
“And you know what I’m gonna do to you, right?”
“We’ll have to wait and see, won’t we?”
If Kayden thought he was going to take charge of this, he had another thing coming. I didn’t mind him trying, though. Sometimes the challenge made it fun. Coming out on top made it satisfying.
He raised his arms when I reached for his belt buckle and whipped the strap out from the loops. I meant to push him onto the couch and make wild, passionate love to him, but he wouldn’t be deterred. When I kissed him, he pulled his lips away from mine, kissing my cheek and jaw before burying his face in my neck.
The sudden jolt of pleasure made me gasp. My head thrust back, and I felt my knees buckle. For a moment, I honestly thought I might faint. Yeah, I thought I could take control of this, but Kayden did everything in his power to show me that taking control and keeping it were two different things.
He cupped my ass, pressing himself against me, and I felt every ounce of willpower drain out of me.
“Oh, my god, I love you,” I said.
“I love you, too, bro.”
Wait a second, what did he just say?
For a moment, it honestly sounded like Kayden had just said he loved me. Yes,thatKayden. You know, the big dope that couldn’t express his feelings, even if his life depended on it?
Only that couldn’t be right. This was the kid that had basically claimed that his tongue experienced temporaryparalysis when it came to using that phrase…at least when I was involved.
“Hang on,” I said.
Kayden kept kissing my neck like I’d said nothing. He almost whisked me back to the same dreamlike ecstasy as before. But I couldn’t hear those words and not address them. For all I knew, he would never say it again.
“Stop for a second, would you?”
