I do. Or at least I did. Before Miller, I’d never found anything I loved as much as flying. There is nothing wrong with the world when you’re soaring that high above it. It was better than sex. More vital to me than anything else I could imagine.
Until recently.
Miller needs to know that he’s vital to me. That he matters too much for me to let go of what we’re making together.
I lean my elbow on the bar and force myself to relax, glancing at Royal. “I’m not sure how you survived nine brothers, man. I’m impressed.”
Royal smirks at JD. “They aren’t all like him. But there were a few years of crazy town that I wasn’t sure we’d make it out of alive. Think Oliver Twist meets Lord of the Flies.”
His brother shakes his head. “Think Annie with an all-male cast. Our parents are the Warbucks.”
“I don’t think about musicals that often,” I offer, reaching up to rub my neck absently. “But I get the point.”
“Brendan?”
Miller is waving me over, so I straighten. “Duty calls. Thanks for the advice, JD.”
“Anytime, Desperado. Carter and I are going to bring in that barbecue now. Good luck.”
I have a feeling Desperado might be my new nickname.
When I cross the room, Miller takes my hand without a word and leads me down a private hallway.
“Does she need to bring in any more boxes?” I ask curiously. “I thought we got everything.”
He puts his hands on my shoulders and presses something that makes me sag against the wall. “Oh, shit, that’s the spot. How did you know?”
“It’s my job to know. And I needed an excuse to touch you. You didn’t have to come to this.”
“Yes, I did. Royal told me to.” I pull him close and slide my hands beneath his pants to grab his ass. “I love these sweatpants.”
And you.
“Good, because I have about twenty pairs and I’m not giving them up.”
When he kisses my neck, my dick stirs. “Is it bedtime yet?”
“It’s your fault I agreed to this, so no. I’ll only be a few hours. There can’t be that many people getting a free massage. Then we can grab Dix and go home.”
“We could grab dicks right now. No one’s paying attention.” I leer playfully, but not all of me is kidding.
“Speaking of…” He leans closer and lowers his voice. “Austen might have told me something about Royal. I’m not going to repeat it, because apparently that’s not allowed, but you should know our one attempt at matchmaking? Huge success.”
I laugh. “Good to know.”
“No, I’m serious. Huge.”
I yank him firmly against my erection. “That better be me you’re talking about.”
He bites his lip, mischief back in his eyes. “I’m not sure, but I think there’s a private office around here somewhere if you want to refresh my memory.”
We find a storage closet instead.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” he mutters as we close the door behind us and I turn on the bare bulb that’s dangling overhead. “The party is about to start any minute.”
“You started it,” I tell him, unbutton my jeans with an embarrassing amount of eagerness, since I just had him a few hours ago. The man drives me crazy.
“That’s right.” He leans against the door, watching my progress avidly. “You were reminding me how big you were.”
“Huge was the word,” I correct him, taking myself out with a hiss of relief.
His hand is inside his sweatpants, stroking himself at the sight of me until I stop him. “Didn’t I tell you that was my job?”
“Then why aren’t you doing it?”
I let go of my cock, tugging down his sweatpants and boxers until they’re clinging to his thighs. The head of his cock is already wet with arousal and it makes my mouth water. “Quick and dirty. No one will notice we’re gone.”
I wouldn’t care if they did. The surprised, pleased look Miller always gets in his eyes when he tempts me like this is worth any embarrassment.
He still doesn’t know he’s irresistible. Something else I need to convince him of.
I lick my palm and wrap my fist around our cocks, tightening my grip until he moans into my hand. “Touch me, Miller. You can give your magic hands and attention to everyone else in a minute. But right now I need to remind you that you belong to me.”
When his hands coast over my back beneath my shirt, I exhale roughly. “I love your hands, Millie. I love how hard you get for me.”
I love you.
I run my thumb over the head of his cock and revel in the feel of his shudder, reaching up to cover his mouth with my free hand when his moan echoes in the small room. “Quiet now or someone might hear us.”
He moans louder into my hand as I jack us off.