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expected to have on a man like Dane. And the effect on me was just as intense. "I'm not sure I can concentrate."
    "Let's give it a try. We at least need to eat before…exerting ourselves."
    I reached for the remote, but I couldn't seem to make any sense of the buttons. The concept of streaming a movie seemed as complicated as an Einsteinian equation.
    "Need help?" Dane asked.
    I shook my head. "I'm just a little frazzled."
    "Me too."
    His words were soft, and they soothed me. Knowing he was as stirred up as I was made it easier to cope with the enormity of what I was doing.
    * * * * *
    Over an hour later, I was half lying on Dane, his arm around me, Bruce Willis was gleefully blowing things up, most of the pizza was gone, and I was floating in a haze of contentment. If I'd thought too much about what I was doing, I could easily have panicked, but thinking was beyond me at that point. My world centered around Dane, and I was full and happy and just horny enough to know one of us was going to take action after the movie, but right then, the warmth and comfort were all I needed.
    We stayed there on the couch, slowly becoming more entwined throughout the rest of the movie. I waited until all the credits had rolled by before I forced myself to sit up and turn the TV off. I glanced at the clock. It was almost nine, later than I'd thought. "Did you have any plans for tonight?"
    "Plans that don't include you?" he asked.
    "Yeah."
    He smiled and looked me up and down. "Not a one."
    "Oh. So, um…"
    He moved closer to me and took my face between his hands. I wanted to kiss him, but my heart was beating a mile a minute. What if I screwed things up? What if I was the worst kisser he'd ever been with?
    "Stop thinking," Dane commanded.
    I nodded and tried to do as he said. "I…"
    "What?"
    "I don't want to wait anymore."
    "For what?" His voice was quiet, almost a whisper.
    "To kiss you."
    "Then don't."
    I brushed my lips softly over his.
    His hands flexed in my hair. "More."
    I kissed him then—really kissed him—in a way I'd never kissed anyone before. It wasn't just that Dane was male, though that certainly made a difference: the rasp of his beard against my skin, the firmness of his body pressed to mine. But everything about the kiss was…more. Heat. Need. Desperation. Dane parted his lips, and I slid my tongue against his.
    He tasted me, flicking his tongue over the roof of my mouth and making me shudder. I tightened my grip on his hips to keep him close as he speared his fingers into my hair. I needed air, but I didn't want to let him go. I licked at his lower lip and then caught it in my teeth before finally pulling back.
    Dane was panting as hard as I was as we gazed at each other. His pupils were huge, the blue around them even darker than before.
    "That was…wow," he said.
    "Yeah…um…"
    "I need more."
    I forgot what I was trying to say and yanked him to me, crushing our mouths together.
    Dane grabbed my ass and rubbed himself against me. The feel of his hard cock pressing into mine made me shudder. I slid my hand under his shirt, gasping against his lips as I felt his warm skin. Why the hell had I denied myself this pleasure?
    Slowing the pace of our kiss, I let myself really taste him as he worked his hips against mine. I resented the clothing that still separated us, but at least I had my hands on him now. I caressed his back and then his abdomen, enjoying the feel of tight muscles under soft skin. With one hand, I explored the trail of hair that led to the waistband of his pants, and with the other, I teased one of his flat nipples. When I pinched the tight bud, he groaned, the sound going straight to my cock.
    "Fuck, Tom. Need more. I…"
    I tried to make my brain work, but no words came to me. I was too busy kissing and licking his neck, reveling in the salty taste.
    Dane pulled away and sank to his knees. He looked up at me, a question in his gaze.
    "D-Dane?" Did he…? Was he…?
    He reached for the fastenings of my