It's Complicated: A Reservations Story

Now that his desire had returned, keeping such a tight rein on his actions might have been the hardest thing he’d done in a long time. All he could fantasize about was guiding Beckett’s palm to his cock to quickly bring him to completion before they made it home. He might fucking burst if Beckett didn’t put his hands on him.

All the things he planned on doing to the gorgeous cowboy filled his head. The mere thought of a naked Beckett in his bed made the quick ride to his condo feel like hours long instead of mere minutes.

“We’re here.” Beckett’s deep voice pulled him from his depraved fantasies as the car door opened. He glanced over at Beckett and his heart picked up a beat. “Are you okay?” Beckett asked as he helped him from the car.

No, not really. All of Julian’s blood had rushed from his brain and had headed south. He wondered if this was how a virgin felt on their wedding night. The air sizzled and popped around him, making Julian hyperaware of every moment he and Beckett shared. Woofer leaped from the backseat and smartly took a seat on the pavement next to Beckett’s feet.

“I’ve been thinking about all the things I’m going to do to you, Marlboro Man,” he purred in Beckett’s ear as they stood on the curb in front of his condo, finalizing the ride. Julian glanced down at his swollen cock trapped behind the expensive material of his tight pants, making sure Beckett’s eyes followed his as the car drove away.

He knew exactly what he wanted to do and loved the reaction when Beckett realized what he had drawn attention to. “Look what you’ve done to me.”

Woofer took off to do his business on his favorite patch of grass. Julian grabbed Beckett’s hand and led him through the complex, practically racing to get to his unit and get the door opened. Woofer rushed past them as soon as he opened the door, his nails clicking on the tile as he ran to the kitchen.

Needy anticipation vibrated through Julian. The moment they stepped fully inside, Julian reached for Beckett, needing to drown himself in the other man. It had been so long since he’d been intimate with anyone in this way. And the level with which he craved Beckett blew that desire off the charts.

Right now, he wasn’t going to analyze any of the intensity pushing him to take Beckett; his counselor would cover all those bases. Instead, he planned to enjoy every minute of this moment.

Oblivious to all Julian’s intentions, Beckett took Julian’s face between his warm palms and placed a sweet kiss on his lips before entering the small hallway. “We don’t have to rush. I’m not going anywhere. I’m all yours, Julian.”

He stared at Beckett and narrowed his eyes as he assessed those words, which sounded more like a promise than a statement. Did the man even know what was about to hit him?

Julian shut the door behind him, his heart still hammering against his chest as he took a deep breath to calm himself. He didn’t bother to turn on a light. The small lamp on the side table gave off just enough illumination for what he had in mind.

After the door lock clicked into place, he turned and stalked to where Beckett had come to a stop. Beckett gave him the control. Julian’s eyes never left Beckett’s as he backed him against the wall and took his mouth in a demanding kiss.

Beckett gasped as Julian ground his rigid hard-on against his equally hard cock. Julian took advantage of the situation and pushed his tongue between Beckett’s surprised parted lips. It took a fraction of a second for Beckett to catch on to his intention. Their tongues met in a frenzy of pent-up desire and growing hunger. Julian pinned Beckett’s larger body against the wall holding him hostage as they kissed.

An excited woof echoed in the hallway, making Beckett tear away from the kiss.

“Woofer, bed,” Beckett commanded huskily. His desire-filled gaze never strayed from Julian. Woofer turned and went straight to his kennel and lay down with a sigh.

Julian lifted his brows at Beckett and looked over at Woofer, then back to Beckett. “Impressive.”

“Thanks.” Beckett nipped at his lips. “Now, show me where we were?” The growl in Beckett’s voice sent tingles shooting up his spine. He bet under normal circumstances that Beckett liked to dominate his men. The efforts he used with Julian seemed right on the edge of forced control, showing the genuine care Beckett took with him.

Julian reached out and unfastened the buttons on Beckett’s shirt. “We were headed to the bedroom where you were going to let me have my way with you.” Julian pushed Beckett’s shirt off his shoulders and down his arms, exposing the dark hair on his chest and the flat brown nipples he couldn’t wait to get his mouth on. Julian stepped back and slowly unbuttoned his own shirt then dropped it on the floor next to Beckett’s. He fought against the unease that his body wasn’t as perfect as it had been. But seeing the desire in Beckett’s eyes helped to drive away the moment of insecurity.