Forever (Always & Forever 2)

Robert chuckled as he placed his cell phone on the nightstand and pulled down the bedspread on his side of the bed. “That’s absolutely not going to happen tonight. Change of subject. Your dad worked hard on his spaghetti sauce. I’m impressed.”

Landon mimicked his moves, climbing in bed beside him. “Remember, I’ve tasted my father’s cooking. Believe me, he’s never cooked like that before. I think you had a hand in that sauce.”

Robert grinned. He and Tony had worked together in the kitchen for a couple of hours. Most of Robert’s time in this house so far had gone from the kitchen to the dining room. Landon reached for the lamp, plunging them into darkness. Robert scooted closer to Landon, stretching out along his side. They usually slept nearly on top of one another, but not tonight. This was as close as it got.

“I don’t think the mattress has changed since I left.”

“I’m good.” Robert tucked his hands together under the pillow to keep from reaching out and touching Landon. Of course, they had been together long enough that they no longer had to have sex every single day, but Robert really enjoyed their cuddle time. He might even go so far as to say that he and Landon were expert cuddlers, already mastering each other’s needs. Robert regularly stayed in bed well past the time he woke just to hold Landon who claimed to sleep better in his arms.

“Is your e-reader in reach?” Landon asked, caressing his index finger across Robert’s bottom lip. As much as Robert wanted to take care of Landon, Landon seemed just as determined to care for Robert. Since he only needed a few hours rest, Landon had made sure to pack his e-reader and charger for Robert to have something to occupy his time in the middle of the night.

“It is.” He barely moved his lips to keep Landon’s finger touching him.

“No reading A Storm of Swords without me.” Landon cupped his cheek, and Robert smiled, knowing he’d never tell Landon that he had in fact sneaked and read the entire series since they had reconnected. He couldn’t help it; the books were just too addicting.

“I love you, Landon,” Robert whispered by way of an answer.

“That’s not confirmation on not reading ahead,” Landon whispered, eyeing him closely.

“I promise not to read A Storm of Swords when I wake in the morning.” His hand went to his heart, giving his oath. “Now, tell me you love me and everything’s right with us.”

“I do and it is. I just want to be enough for you.”

Robert moved to press his lips to Landon’s in a chaste kiss. Landon snaked an arm around him, holding him there. His guy was strong, keeping him right there in his face as he tugged his pillow over, giving Robert his share with no more than three inches of space separating them. Landon inched closer. He craved Landon. The desire in his gaze drew Robert closer until Landon’s rock-hard cock jutted against his hip. They couldn’t, not here. It could ruin all the ground they’d made tonight.

Robert shifted away, one of them had to be strong, but Landon locked an arm around him. His own dick jerked at the manhandling move. The heat of Landon’s body enveloped him. Suddenly, Robert was on his back with Landon’s thicker body pinning him to the mattress, his lips pressed heavily against Robert’s ear.

“Shh, Doc. The bed squeaks. Don’t move. Don’t make a sound. These walls are paper thin.”

“Landon, not a good idea,” he hissed. Truth be told, his dick was completely on board and leaking in his pajamas. Landon’s moist tongue traced the shell of his ear before darting inside. Fuck, he loved that move, and his body warmed, his dick straining as he locked his arms around Landon’s upper back.

“It’s gonna happen. So be quiet,” he said with an intentional puff of breath caressing Robert’s wet ear. A shiver crawled along his skin as a flood of desire shot down his spine. Landon used the moment to slip from his hold and tug Robert’s pajama pants lower with expert skill. Then Landon was between his legs, swallowing him whole in three seconds flat.

God, he loved Landon’s mouth. Robert’s eyes slid back in his head as Landon mouthed him, driving him to the edge of sanity with every lazy lick of his tongue. Robert couldn’t speak, his voice silenced by the rush of desire flowing under his skin. He scrambled to grab Landon’s head to push him away, but instead, he tightened his grip and held him while he thrust his hips into all that wet heat.

Landon swallowed around him, and he had to bite his tongue to keep from moaning his lover’s name out loud. Landon knew exactly what he liked and didn’t waste any time working him to a frenzy. The guilt he had about being in Landon’s parents’ house had flown right out the window the second his lover’s throat constricted around him so perfectly.