Pushing back against Aubrey’s fingers, Matt returned the kiss. He traced his slick fingers down Matt’s crease as he slanted his mouth over Matt’s. It forced Matt to let go of his balls, but Aubrey got a long, hard body mashed against him in return. He slicked up his fingers and wasted no time moving up against Matt. The scent of Matt’s lust intoxicated him, spurring him on. His stomach muscles tensed and begged for the pent-up pressure to be released. Unfortunately, Aubrey’s cock was no longer happy to let him snuggle. The typical panting, squirming Matt was absent, and in his place lay a man content to give pleasure as well as indulge in it. He ran his fingers down Aubrey’s stomach, over his cock to his balls. Matt rolled to his side, watching Aubrey. Sliding from Matt, he kicked his jeans the rest of the way off and dug into the drawer for the lube he’d stolen the last time they were here. His gaze was doting and utterly peaceful. “Me too.” Matt’s eyes opened, and he raised a little, focusing on Aubrey. Now he was going to enjoy his mate to the fullest while he still had him. He didn’t want to think about the inevitable. If there weren’t responsibilities and others depending on him…Īubrey shook his head. No outside world, no school, no job, no one but us.” If only they could. He kissed Matt’s cheek and squeezed again. More than anything in the world, he wanted it. He shouldn’t want Matt to love him, he should discourage it even, but he wanted that love. He waited, but the sense of panic never came. The statement was so soft it was only a breath. He couldn’t remember ever feeling like this, this contentment, this sense of rightness. For now, he just wanted to hold his mate close. He was hard and wanting, but there was no urgency.

With Love by J.L. Langley