“Mind-blowing. Literally.” Reece was scrambling for the nightstand. “If I’m going to last more than ten seconds tonight, you’re going to have to be more selfish.”
A laugh escaped Grayson, and he’d forgotten this pleasure too, forgotten laughter like this existed, born of a moment of joy so deep that your body physically responded.
Reece was crawling over him now, and it was even better like this, no clothes in the way. He kissed Grayson’s chest, right over his heart, and then kissed his lips. “How many times did you tell me you were too big for me?”
“Fuck,” Grayson muttered, a bolt of want crashing through him. “Not enough times, apparently. It never got through your pretty head.”
Reece smiled against his mouth. “It only made me want you more.”
“Bad Decisions Bear.” Grayson had to reach for him, had to bury his hands in that thick hair, had to pull him more deeply into the kiss.
They kissed until Grayson was dizzy, until the kiss had turned clumsy and messy. Then Reece broke away and sat up. The windows were behind him now, making Reece a silhouette against the city lights as he braced one hand on Grayson’s chest and reached back with the other.
A moment later, his hand closed around Grayson’s cock, slick and slippery. He swore as Reece stroked him, his head tipping back on the pillows. “I might be closer than I’d realized too,” Grayson said, panting.
“Don’t worry.” Reece flexed his fingers against Grayson’s chest meaningfully. “I can tell exactly how close you are. Andexactlyhow far I can push. That’s why you’re going to let me drive, and you’re just going to come along for the ride.”
Grayson groaned, the sound turning deep and ragged asReece kept stroking. “You always got to be the one behind the wheel.”
Reece laughed, which somehow didn’t disrupt his coordination or slow the hand still on Grayson’s dick. “Didn’t you ever read that study theorizing that empaths are just modern-day incubi? That paper was the best thing that ever happened to my love life.” Then he added, wry and fond, “At least, until some cowboy secret agent turned up and started calling me Care Bear.”
That sent a flash of something through Grayson, fiery and sweet and overwhelming. And before he could even try to name that feeling, Reece was shifting on top of him, legs moving to either side of his hips, aligning their bodies in a way that had fresh anticipation and need and desire lighting Grayson up.
He reached for Reece, wrapping hands around his hips to still him. “Be careful with yourself,” he said warningly, “and go slow—”
“Don’t backseat drive.”
And then their bodies were joining together, and Grayson was seeing stars. His hands tightened on Reece as he buried his forehead on Grayson’s chest. They stayed like that for a moment, their breaths and maybe even their heartbeats in sync.
Grayson’s whisper was thick and dazed. “You feel so good.”
“Hell yeah I do.” Reece sounded nearly drunk. “I don’t know if I’ve ever felt this good in my whole life.”
Grayson slid his hands from his hips around to his back, holding him tighter. “You okay?”
“I want to stay like this forever.” Reece hadn’t even seemed to comprehend that he’d been asked a question. “Lost in you. Part of you.”
He pushed up, hands braced on Grayson’s chest again, and the pleasure was overwhelming, the feel of Reece on him.Reece set a pace that was slow and tight and perfect and quite possibly paranormally engineered to make Grayson lose his mind.
“If you’re reading my emotions,” Grayson finally said hoarsely. “you gotta know I’m about to throw you over anddriveyou right through this bed.”
“There you go again,” Reece said raggedly. “Threatening me with a good time.”
“Now you’re just asking for it.”
Grayson wrapped an arm around Reece and flipped them as one, rolling Reece onto his back on the bed with himself between his legs. A breathyfuck yesleft Reece as he reached for Grayson, sliding hands over his shoulders, his hair, his jaw, like he never wanted to stop touching.
His arm was still under Reece, and he used it to tilt him, shifting them both so he could slide in deeper, at a better angle. “Still good?”
The next snap of his hips drew a full-body shiver from Reece. “Baby,” he slurred, “I have never been better. And that’s the damn truth.”
Grayson broke into a smile. He could just make out Reece’s features again, the big eyes now hazy with pleasure, the lower lip caught in his teeth. Looking at him made Grayson’s heart stutter and fuck, maybe he should have worked up to this himself, to having sex and happiness at the same time.
Reece’s fingers tightened on his shoulders. “You wanted to drive.Drive.”
Time lost all meaning, stretching and constricting simultaneously, so that it lasted forever while all too soon Grayson was barreling toward that cliff. Reece was grabbing for his biceps, urging him down into a sloppy and awkward kiss that was barely possible with their height difference and nearly folded Reece in half.
“Do it,” he said against Grayson’s mouth. “Come on.”
