I walked the final two steps to him and squeezed his hips. “Anything else in your magic bags?”
“Um…” He reached inside with both hands and pulled out a giant bottle of lube and a box of condoms. He fought his own laugh as he unceremoniously dropped them back into the bag. “Nope. Nothing else.”
He was gorgeous as he stared at me with that mischievous glint in his eyes, but that had nothing to do with why my heart was swelling.
Nipping at his bottom lip, I said, “You flew to see me?”
He nuzzled his nose with mine. “I did. And it was terrible, but this makes it worth it.”
I rushed on a breath, “Jesus, I wanted to see you too.” I held each side of his strong jaw as I pressed a reverent kiss to his lips.
His arms folded around my waist. “I’m treading in uncharted waters with you, Evan. I don’t want to fuck this up.” He slid his hands into the waistband of my pants and gripped my ass.
When our hips met, our hard-ons gloriously rubbed together, shooting sparks to my balls. I groaned and dropped my hands to his ass.
His lips caught mine just seconds before his tongue swept my mouth, igniting me. Threading my fingers into the back of his hair, I tipped his head back and sealed my mouth over his. After that, we were all hands and mouths as I backed him against the pantry door. When he hit, I went for the button on his jeans.
“Wait,” he panted. “I came here with something to say.”
I ground my hips into his and shifted my attention to his neck. “Then fucking say it so I can get you naked.”
“I want to fuck you,” he blurted.
My entire body stiffened, and my heart began to race.
“Not now,” he quickly clarified. “I’ll wait. However long you need. But I want to be very honest with you so there are no doubts in your head about where I stand. Look at me, Evan.”
The purr of my name left me helpless but to obey. Slowly, I lifted my head and met his heated gaze.
Trailing his hand over my abs, he ducked behind me and flattened his chest to my back. Chills spread over me as his teeth raked the flesh at the base of my neck.
“Actually, I want a lot of things from you, Evan.”
“Son of a…” I groaned when he rolled his hips and pressed his hard length against my ass.
“This being just one of them,” he whispered.
Snaking a hand around my hips, he found my shaft through the denim and gave it a quick once-over. That paired with his hard-on at my ass had my knees damn near buckling. I threw an arm out and supported myself against the door.
“Shiiiit,” I groaned.
“But I want more than that too. I want you in my bed on my tour bus, waiting for me after a show. I want to watch movies and order takeout with you on lazy Sundays. I want you shirtless, lounging on a beach with me when we need a vacation to clear our heads. I want your voice in my ear, counting down from ten when the panic sets in. I want you sitting beside me for family dinner at Levee’s. I want you parked beside me at every boring-ass award show I’m forced to attend. And, Evan, I want every woman who so much as walks past you to know that you’re mine.”
My mouth was dry and I wasn’t sure I was even breathing when his agile fingers popped the button on my jeans open and dipped inside. A hiss escaped through my teeth when his cool hand wrapped around my length.
“But, more than all of that, I want you to want it too.” Using his other hand, he forced my jeans and my boxers down my thighs and then began a merciless rhythm on my cock. “I’m a patient man. I’ll wait. And, when I’m positive you want all of that too”—he ground his denim-covered erection between my bare ass cheeks—“I’ll fuck you, Evan.”
And his promise was all it took to make me explode. I dropped to an elbow against the door, barely remaining upright in the midst of the sensorial overload. He caught my release in one hand as he continued to work me through my orgasm with the other.
Slowly, my head and my body returned to me as I came down, but there was a piece of myself that would never reemerge.
Because, no matter how hard I’d tried to fight, that piece now belonged to Henry.