Page 84 of The Easy Way

He bit his lip and fought the instinctive sway toward hisboyfriend.

“You’re saying I look like the ‘I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter’ dude?” Cort snickered. “That’s okay. I’ll take that. Dude had thighs fordays.”

Cam rolled his eyes. Trust Cort to focus on the man’s legs. He opened his mouth to make some snarky retort - likely something that would amp up his boyfriend even more, but then Cort did a thing with his tongue, curling his lips around the spot he’d bitten and sucking hard, and Cam couldn’t keep up his pissy attitudeanymore.

Within seconds, his eyes were closed, his lips moving under Cort’s, his hips sliding forward, as Cort pushed his back down on the table. Cort braced himself on one hand and lifted Cam’s shirt, running a hand over Cam’s abs in a way that made Cam shudderhard.

“We haven’t christened this conference room yet,” Cortwhispered.

Cam groaned, and his eyes flew open to meet Cort’s heated gaze. “True,” he whispered back. His boyfriend had a thing for semi-public sex, and Cam was totally on board with it.Soonboard.

Cort grabbed Cam’s chin and held it firmly. “Yeah. So, what do yousay?”hedemanded.

Oh, the bastard. This was a game forhome, not the conferenceroom.

But the light in Cort’s eyes wouldn’t be denied, and today, just this once, Cam didn’t wantto.

“Please,” he whispered in Cort’s ear, feeling the lightness that always came from admitting what he wanted to the one man he could trust would always give it tohim.

Then Cam was on his stomach bent over the table, his pants down around his ankles while Cort worked him open frombehind.

Cam’s boyfriend was all about making the most of the travel-sizelube.

Cort pushed inside him the next instant, and everything froze. Tingles of sensation floated up and down Cam’s legs the way they always did, and his heart nearly hammered through his ribcage. Having Cort like this, being taken by Cort like this… it was everything toCam.

Cort shifted, tagging Cam’s prostate like a professional, which Cam had to admit by this point he kind of was. He moaned as pinwheels of color exploded behind hiseyes.

“More,” Cam whispered, and Cort gave it to him over and over and over again. The conference room with its beige walls and beige carpet floated away, the whole building, all of its inhabitants, ceased to exist for him, and Cam forgot his own damn name. He was Cort’s, and that wasenough.

Later, when he was laying on his side on the cold, hard table catching his breath, Cort’s arms wrapped loosely around him, his thighs wet with Cort’s come, Cam remembered their earlier argument and began tochuckle.

“What’s funny, badass?” Cort asked in the gravelly voice Camloved.

“Here I thought firsts weren’t good enough for you anymore,” Cam teased. He grabbed Cort’s hand and brought it to his mouth, biting it firmly between his frontteeth.

Cort hissed. “You didn’t see myreply?”

Cam rolled his eyes. “You know Ididn’t.”

“Hmmm… Well, let me explain it to you, then.” He pulled his hand away from Cam’s mouth and rolled until he was poised over Cam - a position Cam couldn’t help but feel would be more comfortable in their bed at home. But when Cort opened his mouth again, Cam forgot any complaint he’d been about to make, because the words Cort spoke were devastating andtrue.

“Firsts aren’t good enough,” he said, as serious as Cam had ever seen him. “Because I don’tjustwant your firsts. I want your onlys, Cam. Your lasts, your in-betweens. I want youralways.”

Cam’s heart, already filled to bursting with everything that was Cort, somehow managed to double insize.

This man,hisman, was the most complicated, provoking, agitating, vexatious, aggravating man on the planet, but falling in love with him had never been anything but, plain, simple, andeasy.