Micah pressed closer and kissed his hair.
“I wanted to jump up and throw my arms around you right then.” He looked up, a small smile on his face. “You don’t know how difficult it was for me not to do so.”
Micah kissed his cheek. “I don’t think I would have minded.”
Setting his glass aside, Graham cupped his face and kissed his lips. “I’ve been falling in love with you for almost three months,” he whispered. “That doesn’t…freak you out, does it?”
Micah laughed softly and engaged them in a deep kiss. “No. In fact, I think I’m relieved.”
“Relieved?”
He nodded and caressed his thumb along Graham’s lower lip. “Since I looked into your eyes there at the terminal…my heart has been telling you,‘I love you.’”He touched his head to Graham’s temple. “I knew that when we made love tonight…I wouldn’t be able to hold it back any longer. And I guess that scared me a little because it was so soon to say it.”
“Then it’s good we had this talk,” Graham murmured and kissed him softly.
“Yes, it is.” Micah kissed him back.
Graham stood slowly to his feet and held out his hand. “I don’t think I can wait any longer.”
Taking his hand, Micah rose from the sofa. “No need to.”
∞∞∞
As their clothes melted away, Micah’s heart beat faster and harder. At thirty years old, he suddenly felt like a young virgin again, about to experience this sweet intimacy for the first time. Except now, it was with his true love—hissoulmate—and not some random boy of his younger years whom he wasn’t in love with and who hadn’t loved him.
Graham stood close, his touch like warm flames on Micah’s bare skin as he caressed his nude body. Their members rubbed together, accentuating the strong mutual arousal. The two men kissed and touched and pressed closer to one another.
Soft moans filtered from Graham as he moved Micah to the bed and they sank down on the soft blankets as one. Micah didn’t want anything between when they made love for the first time—including contraceptives. He took a moment to confirm their clean bill of health before relaxing in Graham’s arms and letting love take its course.
Graham took his time exploring Micah’s body…front and back…from head to toe…pausing momentarily to savor his arousal and suck him just enough to send Micah into a writhing fit.
Breathless and trembling, Micah took his turn and worshipped every inch of Graham’s beautiful form, leaving not a speck of flesh untouched or untasted—inside or out. Graham moaned and shuddered to feel of Micah’s fingers dipping deep inside him as he took his thick member in his mouth and administered double the pleasure.
“Oh, Micah…”Graham swallowed hard and squeezed the blankets in his fists, hips arching and rotating.“Baby…oh, my God…that feels so good…uuhhmmm…”
Micah stroked him a few more times with mouth and fingers, then withdrew. His breath shuddered in his throat as he urged Graham to turn onto his stomach. He picked up the bottle of lubricant and began to prepare himself and his lover.
∞∞∞
Oh my God…
Graham hugged the pillow under his chin, his heart pounding as Micah took special care in applying the gel. In his sexual endeavors, he had rarely bottomed. Perhaps it was all part of the psychological damage he had been dealing with from his past and it made him feel more like a “man” to be the onegivingrather thanreceiving.
Whatever the reason…it was no longer relevant. Heachedfor Micah to be inside him, to take him and make him his own. It didn’t make him feel like less of a man—but rather, made him feel, for the first time in his life, like he was trulyhimself…and loved and wanted.
A strong shiver coursed through him when Micah entered him. He clutched pillow harder, a shaky gasp tumbling out as Micah gently pushed in deeper and deeper.
“Uuhh…”Graham groaned and arched to Micah, urging him not to stop. “Yes, baby…oh my God…yes…”Tears sprang to his eyes as their two bodies merged and melded…became one.
Micah shuddered, soft gasps slipping off his lips as he gripped Graham’s hips, fingers squeezing tensely. “Oh, Graham…oh God…baby, you feel so good…oh my God…”
His pelvis flush with Graham’s ass cheeks, Micah slowly rotated his hips without thrusting.
Graham gasped unsteadily as Micah repeatedly grazed his sweet spot. Just when he thought it couldn’t feel any better than this—Micah began to slide his thick member in and out, slowly at first…long strokes…letting Graham experience every inch of him.
“Oh, my God, Micah…” Graham whimpered and bit the pillow. He begged Micah not to stop and to do it harder…deeper.
Their rhythm and pace picked up, both men barely clinging to control as their sweetest, wildest dreams came true right there in that bedroom, on that bed.
