“I like you, Llewell. I know you may think this is a bad idea but—”
“Yes. It is a bad idea. People will turn on you, Shane. Your friends will abandon you and your business will suffer. Just like—”
Shane cupped Llew’s course jaw. “Just like what?”
“Just like my brother. He almost went under when I got out and started working for him. People started pulling their contracts left and right. So I… so I left, and it hurt him bad. But I knew it was right. Just like now.”
“Jack would never abandon me and he already knows that I like you. As far as my business, people either want to be assholes or they want to use the best and get their buildings constructed, I think more people will go for the latter. I’ve had ex-cons work for me before… still do. You are not the only one with a record on my crew, Llew.”
“No maybe not. But I’m sure I’m the only sex offender.” Llew cast his eyes down.
Okay this was wrong. Going into all this was unnecessary. They were talking about his personal life here, which was exactly what it was. Personal. Hooking his hands on Llew’s shoulders, he looked him in the eye to ask the only thing that was important right now. “Do you like me, too?”
Those eyes gave away the answer way before Llew did. “Shane. I like you more than you could imagine.” Llew’s hand was on his chin, tilting him to look at him. “But you deserve so much better than me. You deserve a man that’s… that’s whole.”
“Llewell what are you talking about?” Shane shook his head rapidly. “No. Forget that. Let’s just spend a little time together first and get to know each other before either one of us presume what the other needs.” Shane paused and began to unzip Llew’s coat. “Although, I thought it was pretty obvious what I needed when we were outside.”
Shane’s cock had never lost its erection. He pressed against Llew’s hard thigh, smiling up at him. “I think you need this too.” He rose up to connect with Llew’s mouth and the heat that seared down his spine was like lava through a delta. Llew’s mouth closed over his and took control of him. His thick tongue delving deep inside for the truest taste of him. Oh my god. Llew held him tightly to him as if Shane might disappear if he loosened his grip. The way the man kissed him made Shane wonder when the last time someone really kissed Llew was. With a renewed surge of even hotter passion, Shane pushed in harder, squeezing Llew around his neck, bringing him down as close to him as he could.
“Oh my god. Llewell. You feel so damn good.” Shane licked and bit at that deliciously stubbled chin. “Wanna feel you.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
There were no words to describe how Shane felt in his arms. Lips that he’d dreamed of felt just as soft as he’d imagined. So beautiful and full of spirit. But Llew’s mind was doing a number on him. He tried to let himself just feel. His heart pounded and his body thrummed at being touched again. However, Llew tried to be mindful of the grip he had on Shane’s waist, he didn’t want to hurt him… or scare him. Fuck. My head’s too fucked up for this. Shane was so into him but all he could think about was ‘What if something goes wrong? What if he gets scared?’
Llew’s eyes closed slowly as Shane’s tight body rubbed up and down him like a hot sex fiend. The man wanted him. No doubt in Llew’s mind. But he couldn’t shake the feeling that he wasn’t good enough for Shane. He kissed Shane like it was going to be the last time – because it was. He kissed him with everything he had so he would remember it.
While Llew searched Shane’s mouth for every possible flavor he could find, he felt his jacket open and warm; sure hands worked their way up under his shirt and thermal. “Mmmm. You’re so warm,” Shane moaned. “Jesus, Llewell. Your body is so fuckin’ sexy.” He licked at the side of Llew’s mouth, nuzzling against his beard.
This wasn’t fair. He pulled Shane against him, not wanting to let him go. He wanted him to be his. Wanted to make love to him, wanted to dominate him and protect him, like Llew was made to do. But that part of him had been taken away. He was incomplete. Damn if he didn’t wish things could be different for him and Shane. Maybe he could just get Shane off, feel him come just once against his skin. Smell his sex, lick him everywhere, and please him.
Llew’s muscles flinched under Shane’s touch. He groaned so low in his throat, it sounded scary even to him. His body and mind warred with each other.