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“Cocky aren’t we?” Chris leaned down to softly kiss Shane. It was a short kiss, followed by a longer, passionate one, then Chris withdrew and sucked Shane’s lower lip into his mouth, and then plunged in for another deep kiss.
By the time he released Shane’s mouth, they were both breathing harshly. “When exactly did you know?” Chris husked against Shane’s lips.
“Fuck.” Shane breathed trying to remember what they’d been talking about. He could feel Chris’ hardness beneath his head and his own bulge couldn’t be hidden. “Remember the first time I told you I loved you?” Shane rasped as his hand went down to adjust himself.
“I’ll never forget that day,” Chris muttered.
“Well, you actually said it first. You just did it in a different way.” Shane breathed. “You said something about the way you were feeling… and not surviving if I were to have an ulterior motive.” Shane had a faraway look in his eyes. “I never thought you would ever say these words actually.”
“Why?” Chris’ eyes darkened with need as he watched Shane’s tongue come out to lick his kiss-swollen lips.
Shane shrugged. “It’s just…not you.”
That answer surprised Chris, not because Shane was wrong…because he was actually right. What surprised Chris was the fact that Shane had picked up on that. Chris had never been one to show affection, how much more say mushy stuff. But he thought he’d been doing a good job with Shane. Looked like he wasn’t after all, Chris thought with a grimace.
“Would you want me to tell you sometimes?” Chris asked softly.
Shane went quiet for a moment. “Some truths have to be spoken to be real, but not this one.” He said quietly. “I don’t care if you don’t tell me ’cause I know you do.”
Chris wasn’t fooled for a second.
“Bullshit!” Chris muttered. “I love you, Shane Nicolas Lewis. And I’m going to tell you every day. That’s a promise.”
Shane covered his eyes with his arm to hide the tears that sprung to his eyes. But Chris pushed Shane’s arm away and gathered him into his arms, hugging the shit out of him. And that was how Sylvia Lewis found them when she opened the door to tell them dinner was ready.
After a lovely dinner, they relaxed in Sylvia’s beautiful garden and had a long relaxing chat. Chris told Sylvia about his work and other things he did besides banking, and she told him about her charity work. They had a lot of laughs, especially when the topic turned to Adele.
“She’s something else,” Shane said as he stood up. “Chris, I have to take you to the hotel…”
“What?” Sylvia frowned. “Chris is sleeping right here. In this house.” She said sternly, brooking no argument. “Your bag has already been placed in your room, Chris. You’re in the room next to Shane’s.” Sylvia said, getting to her feet. She’d known the bag was for Chris because her son never had to bring an overnight bag. She kissed both men and said her goodnights. “Come see me before you sleep, Shane.”
“Okay, Ma.”
Upstairs, Shane went into the room meant for Chris and retrieved Chris’ bag. Then he drew a surprised Chris after him into his own room.
“Dude, I’m supposed to be in the other room. I don’t want to go against your mother’s wishes. What will she think if she…” Chris gasped when Shane pushed him against the now-closed door and slammed his mouth on his, kissing him hard.
“I’m not sleeping without you in my bed,” Shane murmured against Chris’ lips and plunged in again, rubbing his tongue maddeningly slowly against the roof of Chris’ mouth. Shane would have smirked at the uncontrollable moan that rumbled within Chris’ chest if his mouth hadn’t been busy. He knew how that tongue-to-the-roof move always drove Chris crazy. And he needed Chris to be out of his mind with lust that very moment, in order to get his mind off his mother’s silly sleeping arrangement. Shane felt Chris trembling with arousal as he moved his lips down to suck hard on his neck. “I’ve been wanting to do this since we got out of that car.” He murmured.
“Do what? Go all vampire on my neck?” Chris moaned as his hands went to Shane’s waist.
“That too.” Shane breathed as his busy fingers found and started unbuckling Chris’ belt. The belt came out of the loops, the zipper came undone and Shane went down on his knees in front of Chris. As he pulled Chris’ throbbing and already leaking member out of his pants, Shane looked up sexily at Chris and slowly licked the moist tip of his cock. “I wanted to take you into my mouth.” He said and swallowed about one-third of Chris’ cock into his mouth, using his hand to rub the rest of the thick shaft.
“Oh fuck.” Chris groaned. “Shit, tell me this room is soundproof too, baby.” Chris panted.
Shane pulled off the cock in his mouth, long enough to answer, “It is.” Then went right back to sucking Chris to a delicious orgasm. After licking Chris clean, Shane stood up with a naughty grin on his face. “Liked that?”
“Need you ask?” Chris tried to catch his breath. “God, you’re a beast. What have I unleashed?” Chris breathed, looking into Shane’s twinkling eyes. “You’re simply amazing and I love you to destruction,” Chris muttered and covered Shane’s mouth with a passionate kiss. “Damn, that was fucking incredible.” He gasped.
“Glad you approve,” Shane smirked, zipping Chris up. “You can hit the showers whilst I go and talk to my mother,” Shane said, bending to pick up Chris’ bag which he’d dropped on the floor in his haste to drive Chris out of his mind.
“For real?” Chris muttered, watching as Shane placed his bag on the bed. “You just got off my dick and you’re going to talk to your mother? At least brush your teeth first, fucker.” Chris said making Shane laugh and turn towards their en suite bathroom.