“I’m here,” I reiterated, needing him to understand how serious I was.
“For now. You can’t see it now, but if time has taught me anything, it’s that everything is temporary.”
“Not me. Not us. Jesus, Henry. I’ve been caught in your web since I first laid eyes on you. Yeah, I’ve been scared. But this thing with you was hard for me to accept. Maybe you were right. I needed some time to get used to it all. But it’s done now. It’s time for you to get used to the fact that I’m here to stay as long as you want me.” I pressed a hard kiss to his lips.
He closed his eyes and breathed in as if he were trying to inhale me.
I wanted that too, and seconds later, his exhale filled my lungs.
“You aren’t alone anymore. We’ll figure out Robin.” I kissed him again, this time opening my mouth and touching my tongue to his lips. “We’ll figure it all out.”
His mouth briefly opened with mine before I leaned away. “Evan,” he breathed, following me forward.
My cock thickened the way it always did when he said my name, but it was my mind that made me want to take it further. And it was the swell of my heart that made me want to take it all the way.
I slipped off the couch, settling on my knees and holding his gaze. “We’ll figure out how to get me in your bed on a tour bus after your shows.”
His mouth slacked open and his eyes heated. “Wha…what…”
I winked, shifting between his legs. “We’ll go to family dinner at Levee’s house anytime you want.” Gliding my hands up his thighs, I found him quickly thickening behind the denim. I paused at his button. “I’m not big on takeout, but I’ll cook dinner for you, and then we can watch whatever the hell movie you want on lazy Sundays.” I watched him intently as he remained frozen, but his breathing had begun to speed. “We’ll sit on whatever beach you want when you need to get away from it all.”
“What are you saying?” he finally asked on a whisper.
I smiled up at him as I pulled his zipper down. “I guess I’m saying I want it all too.”
Understanding morphed his face into something so beautiful, I knew I was done for. There would be no coming back from this. Not from Henry. And, for the first time, I was completely okay with that. No reservations.
I hadn’t even gotten his pants down when I felt his hand in my hair, urging me away. My eyes jumped to his as he suddenly stood off the couch.
“Be specific here. You want what?” he asked.
“Evan,” I corrected, and a sinister smile tipped one side of his mouth.
His grip in my hair tightened as he repeated, “You want what, Evan?”
“You. Every way I can have you.”
The weight of a decade floated from my shoulders, freeing me.
I was still on my knees when he bent down and brushed his lips across my mouth, hovering out of my reach so I couldn’t take it any deeper.
“There’s no going back from this, Evan.”
“I know.” I teased the waistband of his jeans.
He caught my hands to stop me. “You can’t wake up in the morning and ask the universe for a redo. I won’t be able to let go.”
“I don’t want a redo, so don’t let go.” I pressed up on my knees until I caught his lips.
It started out gentle, but it quickly progressed. Our lids never drifted closed as he dominated my mouth. However, it wasn’t confidence he was blinking back. Nor was it desire that made his hands shake as he fought to maintain his grip in my hair.
I wasn’t sure what was going on in his head at all, but I knew one way to make it stop.
“I want it too. All of it,” I whispered into his mouth.
“I need to hear you say it,” he urged.
“Fuck me, Henry.”
A loud growl rumbled in his chest, and suddenly, I was going over. My back landed hard on the carpeted floor, and Henry crashed on top of me.
Our teeth clanked as he wildly kissed me. His hands traveled over me, frantically tugging at my shirt until he was able to get it over my head, and seconds later, he was dragging my pants down my legs. The air was cool as I lay naked in front of him, but it was Henry—there might as well have been a fire crackling beside us for the way his heat engulfed me.
“Get naked,” I ordered, pushing up on an elbow to watch.
But, for once, Henry didn’t seem in the mood to put on a show. He was naked and straddling my hips before I had the chance to enjoy the view. Folded over, he kissed his way up my chest to my neck. Our erections ground together, sending sparks shooting down to my balls.
I lifted my hips, desperately seeking more friction.
“Easy,” he soothed into my ear. “This is not going to be a fast fuck, Evan.”
I groaned in both frustration and excitement.
He chuckled, raking his teeth over my earlobe. “It’s going to take me a little while to get you ready, but I swear you will fucking enjoy every second of it.” Arching his back, he made room for his hand to squeeze between us and grip my cock.