Chapter 69

He slid his arms around Lance, loving the way the man’s muscles flexed under his hands. Lance closed his eyes, moving with the pulse of the beat, and Wade couldn’t take his eyes off him. How many years had he dreamed of this? His big brother’s best friend in his arms, grinding against him, a light sheen of perspiration on his skin, shining under the swirling lights.

Soon, their gazes met. Wade shuddered at the wild heat he viewed in Lance’s eyes, the pure lust dripping between them. He took Lance’s lips in a searing kiss. Tongues dueled, gliding in wet heat. Lance let his body sink against Wade, seemingly submitting to him, and fuck if that didn’t send Wade’s arousal soaring.

He bit back a smile when Lance chased his mouth. Wade’s dick jerked as he took in Lance’s disheveled appearance—sweat-dampened hair, eyes glazed over with desire, skin flushed pink. Wade cupped his cheek, stroking his jawline, the light stubble tickling his thumb.