He was done with overthinking things. “Good. I’m going to go get cleaned up. Hold that thought.”
As he went to turn, Nick said, “Okay. I have to finish up the pasta real quick.”
“Can you do that after?” He wasn’t lying when he told Nick he’d been doing some research. There were things he had to do to get ready for sex—for any kind of penetration— with Nick. He never had to think about this stuff before. Not that they planned to fuck tonight, but Bryce wanted to be ready just in case. This was a whole new ballgame for him. He’d stuck a finger up a woman’s ass before, with no problems, but if they went any farther than that, he figured he should be ready. So the plan was: take care of business, shower, sex, then food.
“Eager?” Nick cocked a brow at him, conceit clear in his expression.
Bryce laughed and shook his head. “Look at you, getting all cocky. Yeah, I’m excited. It’s a blowjob and porn. What’s not to be excited about?” He didn’t want Nick to know exactly what he was doing. Bryce turned again to head to his place, but Nick’s words stopped him.
“Hey. Are we really doing this?”
Bryce didn’t know if Nick meant the porn, the sex, seeing each other or all of the above, so he answered the only way he could. “Unless you tell me we’re not, we are. Gimme a little bit and I’ll be over.” Bryce didn’t let anything stop him this time as he made his way to his place.
He grabbed a pair of sweats and a T-shirt so he’d be comfortable before he went into the bathroom. Bryce dumped his bag out on the counter, did what he needed to do, and then climbed into the shower. This was all pretty awkward and would take some getting used to, but hell, he wanted Nick enough that he’d do just about anything. He still didn’t get the why of it—why he’d suddenly want a man when he’d never had the feeling before, or why Nick felt the same. Why Bryce couldn’t get enough of him, and hell, even why he liked just spending time with the guy so much. But he did, and that was all that mattered to him. He couldn’t wait to get back next door.
Oh, and if the websites were correct, he also had orgasm heaven to look forward to.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Nick felt like an inexperienced virgin. Yeah, in a lot of ways he wasn’t incredibly experienced. He’d had a lot of sex in his life, but it had all been with the same woman. Jill wasn’t very adventurous...or maybe he’d never tried to be adventurous with her. All he knew was he’d never watched porn with another person in his life, and he’d never sat around and planned out a night of sex and visual stimulation with someone else. He could see where Bryce was coming from, because this was so new to both of them, but it still felt fucking strange.
So was the thought that he’d have a dick in his mouth soon. He knew what he liked when it came to getting head, and he hoped like hell that made it easier for him to give it.
Holy fucking shit, he’d be giving another man head tonight! How did this happen again? And how did he feel about it? There were all sorts of lines getting crossed with him and Bryce that he never saw himself crossing. But then, he never saw himself with anyone other than his ex, either. And the connection between him and Bryce...it was there, in his chest, pulling them together in a way he’d never experienced. Being with Bryce felt much less foreign than the thought of fucking a random woman in his car. Nick needed to feel something for the person he was with, and he did with Bryce. Maybe that’s all that mattered.
He jumped when there was a knock at the door. He really needed to calm down. Before he had the chance to say come in, the door opened and Bryce walked inside. His hair was wet, messed up from the towel, and he obviously hadn’t taken the time to shave, and just like earlier, the blood started heading toward Nick’s cock. Bryce was sexy to him. So fucking sexy...and that made some of his nerves calm down. Or maybe that was just Bryce and not even the sexiness. From day one Nick had felt comfortable around him.
“You good?” Bryce’s brows pulled together, and Nick silently cursed. Bryce didn’t look nervous at all. He didn’t want his nervousness to be so obvious.
“Yeah, I’m good.”
“It’s okay to be nervous. This is a big fucking deal, Nick. Life-changing. If you’re having second thoughts—”
“No!” he rushed out. He wasn’t. He probably should be, but he wasn’t. “I want this. Want you.”
Bryce grinned and winked at him. “Then go in your bedroom and get kinky with me.”
Nick stood, suddenly feeling a whole lot more at ease. Bryce had that quality about him. “You’re getting bossy. Plus, I was sitting here wondering what the hell I get out of this night. You get a blowjob and orgasm heaven. What about me?”
