“Well, it’s amazing. You’ve got hidden talents.” Billie’s warm green eyes met his and Eli blushed. Placing the mug and teapot on the table, he pointed to the plate. “Help yourself. I have more cheese and fruit in the kitchen.”
“I’m not hungry,” Billie said as he poured a cup of tea and then took a cautious sip. Eli sat down beside him. “For food.”
“Billie…”
“I had time to think about what happened earlier and what you said. And you know what?”
“What?”
“You’re not the only one who’s caught feelings. I just do a better job at hiding them.” Billie moved closer to him, and those dark green eyes captured his full attention. There was nothing Eli wanted more than to lean in and steal another kiss from those perfect pink lips. He reached over and ran a hand gently over Billie’s cheekbone and down to cup his chin.
“I’m scared to open myself up again. In fact, I never knew love that didn’t end up a mess.” Billie’s eyes suddenly welled with unshed tears, and Eli felt his heart clench. “I really like you,but I don’t want to screw things up.”
“Come here,” Eli ordered, and Billie complied, sliding over and settling his slim body next to him. Eli wrapped an arm around his shoulders and drew him in tight. Billie’s warm cologne settled around him, and he breathed a contented sigh. This was right where they both belonged, he thought as Billie laid his head on his chest. They hadn’t known each other that long. Casually for about a year and as friends over the past month and yet it felt natural, inevitable. “All I want you to do is focus on my arms around you. Feel how perfectly you fit. You can relax, sweetheart. You can safely fall ’cause I’m right here to catch you,” Eli whispered as he placed gentle kisses on Billie’s head. Slowly, he felt Billie’s body relax. Eli heard sniffles and then a quiet sigh and he smiled.
“It’s late. If you want, stay over. You can sleep in my bed or in the spare room. No pressure either way. Just sleep,” Eli murmured.
“Your room.” Billie’s whisper was muffled against his chest. Eli shifted, scooped Billie up, and carried him to his bedroom. Billie’s gasp told him the move was unexpected, and Eli could’ve sworn he heard music. It was probably the TV show, but he ignored reality and decided to let his romantic imaginings take over. He gently placed Billie on the bed and turned on the small bedside lamp.
“Bathroom’s through there, spare toothbrush in the bottom drawer. I’m going to load the dishwasher, and I’ll be right back.” He placed a soft kiss on Billie’s lips and left the bedroom. He checked the locks again and gathered up the dishes. Once the kitchen cleanup was done, he sauntered back into his bedroom to find Billie under the sheets, curled up on his side. Eli quickly used the bathroom and then joined him.
Normally, he preferred to sleep naked, but he left his briefs on to ensure Billie felt comfortable. The sexy imp,however, was not of the same mind and quickly scooted his naked form over to snuggle into him. Fuck. At this rate, Eli would melt right through the mattress. He was trying to be a gentleman, but his dick did not agree with the plan.
“I’d like you to hold me. I’m cold,” Billie said as he turned and gave Eli a perfect view of his long, slender back. Eli was burning up. Instead of leaning forward and kissing a sensual path down that soft skin, he rolled over and pulled Billie’s body in tight, spooning him. His throbbing hard-on found a perfect home in Billie’s round ass, and he ground his teeth in an effort not to thrust his hips. There was no way he was getting any sleep tonight.
“God, you give the best hugs,” Billie murmured, and Eli chuckled. Eli squeezed tighter and placed a soft kiss on his neck.
“That’s ’cause you’re so huggable,” Eli replied and willed his overheated body to relax. “Go to sleep. We’ll talk in the morning.”
“M’kay,” Billie mumbled.
“Good night, sweetheart,” Eli replied. Billie’s body grew lax, and soon he was softly snoring. Eli’s body was tired, but his mind kept running at high speed. Tomorrow would bring big changes. But the man in his arms was worth it.
Chapter Six
Billie
Billie woke up suddenly and realized he was not in his bed. He remembered taking a rideshare over to Eli’s last night… Now everything clicked into place. The hot body currently spooning him kinda helped his memory, too. Holy shit, who needed coffee to wake up when you had a huge, hard cock rubbing your ass? Billie could design a t-shirt:Coffee or cock? Either way, it’s a great start to the day.He snickered to himself as he thought about walking around town with a shirt like that on display.
“What’s so funny first thing in the morning?” Eli demanded, his voice even deeper than usual. Billie pushed his ass back to rub against Eli’s impressive morning wood and got an answering groan in return.
“I was thinking that I don’t need coffee to wake up if I have you. I could design a naughty t-shirt along those lines,” he murmured and shifted his ass again to rub against Eli’s cock.
“I’ll be the first to purchase.” Eli gripped Billie tighter. “Now stop teasing me. I’m trying to be a gentleman here.”
“Be a gentleman later. Our bodies know what they want right now.” Billie tried to turn over, but he was no match for Eli’s strength. Eli kissed a soft trail down Billie’s neck, and the sensation of his soft beard rubbing against his sensitive neck made him moan loudly. He pushed Eli’s hand down, and the feel of that hot, calloused hand touching his aching dick made Billie’s eyes roll back.
“Eli, please,” Billie said as he closed his eyes.
“So fucking beautiful,” Eli whispered as he tortured Billie with long, firm strokes. Eli’s covered dick rubbed against his taint and balls, and suddenly their combined body heat was overwhelming. Throwing off the sheet and comforter, Eli rolledto his back and brought Billie with him. He straddled Eli’s hips, thrusting without care.
“Oh, shit, you have nipple rings. That’s so sexy,” Eli said as his hands moved up and over to Billie’s nipples, tugging gently on the silver rings as the fierce arc of pleasure zipped through his body. Eli used one hand to torture his nipples and the other to stroke him off. Billie needed more.
“Underwear, off,” Billie ordered as Eli lifted his hips and pushed his black briefs down to his thighs. Billie’s mouth watered at the sight of Eli’s pulsing cock. It was heavy and hard and he couldn’t wait another moment to taste it. Shuffling back, he bent over, sucking on the head and rolling his tongue around the sensitive underside.
“Oh God,” Eli murmured as he gripped the sheets, his molten brown eyes locking on Billie’s. Eli’s gorgeous body tensed, muscles rippling, straining for control. The badass bodyguard had a weakness—for him—and it made Billie’s confidence soar.
“You don’t need to hold back, sweetheart. Fuck my face,” Billie ordered and leaned back in, taking Eli’s thick cock down his throat.