forcing him to look up.
"Babe, as much as I want you, not now. We both have places to be. I don't want our first time to be rushed. Soon, I'll make love to you and show you how I feel, but right now, you need to shower and get to the command center. Tonight, I'll come to you, not to make love, but to hold you all night long. You asked me to take this slow and that's what we're going to do."
Tucker nodded, not trusting his voice. He had so much he needed to tell Billy but not right now. Later, when they had time, he'd tell Billy about his past and why he was so afraid.
"Now, get cleaned up and I'll see you around lunchtime. I'm going to take care of the horses and go check on the cows. Call me about any big developments."
"Thanks," Tucker choked out before leaning in for a quick kiss. His lips felt good on Billy's. Work called and he couldn’t spend all day kissing the man so he pulled away, wishing he were kissing Billy again. It was odd to be kissing his friend like this. What would the other guys say if they knew?
Billy glanced down, his hand was close to Tucker's wound. "When I thought I'd lost you, I freaked out. You mean so much to me, more than anyone has before. I didn't think I could survive without you knowing how I feel."
Tucker placed his hand over Billy's heart. "When you kissed me the other night, I realized I wanted this. It shocked me."
"I wish it would have happened a bit differently, but I'm glad I finally kissed you. I'd planned on telling you about my feelings soon, but then you'd been shot…I couldn’t wait."
His phone buzzed and he picked it up, seeing a text from Grant. 10 until we meet - OK?
"I need to hop in the shower. We'll talk tonight." Tucker brushed his lips over Billy's before stepping away.
"Tonight." Billy grabbed his shirt and left the room.
The loss was almost painful as Tucker shucked his pants then turned on the water. He needed to take a quick shower but his dick was hard. If he jerked off, he'd feel better but he didn't have time. With a sigh, Tucker turned the temperature to cold, and stepped under the spray. The freezing water got him clean but did little to take the desire away. He wasn't as hard, but it wouldn’t take much, just a few minutes alone with Billy, and he'd be hard again.
Eventually they'd need to tell Duff, but now wasn't the time. Their relationship was too new, too fragile to have Duff's scrutiny.
*~*~*
Roger couldn’t look at himself in the mirror, not yet. He 'd acted like this morning hadn't mattered but it had. When he woke up in bed with Grant's dick pressed into his hand it took all of his control not to stroke the man. Fuck, he was huge. Now he wanted to hold that monster in his hands—who was he kidding? He wanted that monster in his mouth and up his ass. He wanted to feel that thing inside of him, taking his breath away and making him forget everything else other than Grant.
That wasn't going to happen. Grant had made it clear enough that he didn't want a relationship. Turning his back on Roger this morning had sent the message loud and clear, he didn't think of Roger that way and wouldn't.
In five minutes he was supposed to be in the command center. His shower hadn't helped him focus, nor had brushing his teeth or shaving. Finally, he looked at his reflection, staring into his own eyes. Grant wasn't the man for him and no matter if they ended up in bed together again or if they never even touched, Grant had made it clear they were only work mates, nothing more.
He pulled on the jeans and dark blue T-shirt that seemed to be his new uniform and headed to the kitchen for another cup of coffee. He ran into Marshal as he came out of the hallway.
"Hey there, partner." He grabbed Roger's shoulders and squeezed. "Oh man, you've got some good muscles there." Marshal's brown eyes were alight with merriment. "I bet all the guys really like you."
Roger chuckled and stepped away. "I'm sure there's some who do." He moved to the coffee pot