Always follow your heart, but bring your brain along for the ride. You’ll need it!
— MATCHMAKING MAMAS
Bryson
When I answered the door,Silas threw himself forward, fingers digging into my hair as he kissed me, hot and dirty. His mouth was addictive, and it would be so easy to sink into the pleasure of his body, but I pulled back.
“Can I get you something? You probably haven’t had lunch yet. I could make sandwiches.”
He gave me a strange look. “Not really what I’m hungry for right now.”
I smiled. “No?”
He pressed up against me, arms winding around my neck. “No,” he murmured into my ear. “I’ve got a craving thatonly you can satisfy.”
That was flattering. At least, I wasn’t just another guy, right? Unless he said that to all the guys.
He slid his hand under my shirt, caressing my side.
My body thrummed with need, ready to get naked with him, but my mind was another matter.
“Maybe after then?”
He pulled back. “Huh?”
“We could, uh, have lunch after?” I suggested.
Silas dropped his arms and took a step back. “Okay, are you not in the mood? You could have just said.”
Shit. I’d pushed too hard.
I caught his arm and tugged him closer. “No, of course I’m in the mood.” I caught his lips in a soft kiss. “I’ll always be in the mood for you, Silas.”
He met my eyes. “I sense a but in there.”
“No. I just, um, want to know you better,” I said. “There’s no reason we can’t have both, right? Sex and lunch.”
“I guess not.” He tugged my shirt up. “How about we start with the sex?”
I knew he was probably hoping to distract me, and as he went to his knees, he succeeded. I braced my hands on the sofa behind me as he took my jeans down and licked the tip of my hard cock.
“Mm. You can feed me this anytime.”
I started to laugh, but it quickly changed to a moan as he sucked me fully into his mouth. His lips were wet and shiny, stretched wide around my girth, and I stared down at him, trying to memorize every detail of how sexy he looked.
When I got too close, I grabbed his arm and urged him up and into a fiery kiss. We stumbled into the wall, kissing and grinding like desperate teenagers.
Silas laughed. “Bry.”
I pulled back, breathing heavy. “Yeah?”
“Take me to bed already.”
“Right.” I smiled sheepishly as I tugged up my pants. I grabbed his hand and led him to my room. By unspoken agreement, we both stripped down to nothing, too impatient for more foreplay.
I drew him into my arms for another kiss, reveling in the hot press of our flesh. His cock bumped mine, making him hiss, and I wrapped my hand around both our shafts, jerking us together as I moved my lips to his neck.
“Why is it so good with you?” he murmured.
