Chapter 42

“Relax, Sean. There’s no need to rush.”

There was frustration laced into Sean’s words when he said, “I want to feel you.”

“You will, but I won’t do anything until your body is ready.”

Now Sean’s moan was half pleasure and half impatience. The man’s sex drive was very demanding. Apparently he didn’t want it slow and sweet—which was what Emerson had been aiming for.

Emerson resumed his exploration. His finger traced the hole a few times before slipping inside. The heat of it made him gasp. Sean mimicked the noise.

“Em,” he called out. “More.”

So impatient. Maybe he did display some of the tendencies of a celebrity. Emerson gave him what he wanted. He pulled out, then added his middle finger inside. There was a stretching of the skin, but not a ton. Sean was used to this. Emerson didn’t want to think of Sean’s ex-lovers right then. He wanted to focus on the amazing warmth of Sean’s body, and the soon-to-be tightness around his own cock.