tongue. It seemed… deeper, fuller somehow, and Adam wondered if there wasn’t more emotion behind it. They had kissed, but only a couple of times and not nearly this thoroughly.
They broke apart and Adam panted, resting his forehead against Matt’s. The hand around his cock felt so fucking good, and he couldn’t resist the need for more. He found himself rocking his hips, thrusting into Matt’s hand. He prayed to any deity that would listen that he didn’t set off his nausea. Ruining this was not an option.
Luckily, only a few moments later, Matt moaned out a warning. “Adam….”
“Me too,” Adam whispered, moving his hand a little faster. It earned him another moan, and Matt’s cock jumped in his hand. A few seconds after that, Matt covered his hand and stomach in hot liquid. The feel of Matt’s cum on him was enough to send him over the edge as well. Pleasure hit, hard, and Adam had to bite his lip to keep from shouting with just how damned good it felt. His cum joined Matt’s on their hands and stomachs, and he let out a soft groan as the climax faded.
He struggled to take in air as he calmed down. Then, when he could breathe, he buried his face in Matt’s neck. It was just a handjob, nothing complicated, but it’d definitely felt different. Was it just the confession? Was that all it’d taken for things to feel this full? More emotional?
Adam couldn’t seem to figure it out right then. He dropped a soft kiss on Matt’s chest, before twisting around and grabbing the T-shirt he left on the floor earlier. He wiped them both down, and after Matt cleaned his hand off, took it back. Adam cleaned his own hand off and tossed the T-shirt back onto the floor.
Before he could settle in again, Matt caught his lips in another kiss. “I love you,” he whispered.
Adam wasn’t sure he’d get used to hearing that anytime soon. It’d been a week and it still made his heart thud. “I love you too.” He gave Matt another kiss, then rolled over and settled back against Matt.
Matt wrapped an arm around him, pulling him in tight. Adam didn’t even remember closing his eyes.
Chapter 14
“You really didn’t have to come.”
Matt was starting to get annoyed with Adam fighting over everything. Part of that was Adam’s nature—he just didn’t take things the easy way—but this was getting… excessive, even for him. There was a lot going on in Adam’s head, Matt could admit that, but he found himself frustrated more and more every day.
“Shut it,” Matt replied, trying to keep from reacting to Adam’s prickliness.
“Well—”
He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He didn’t need to let this get to him. The last two weeks had been somewhat better than the one before, if for no other reason than Adam had started letting him stay over quite a bit. “No, really. I wanted to. Is there a problem with that?”
Adam didn’t reply.
Matt stared at Adam for a long moment, trying to figure the man out. Adam looked uncomfortable, though a big part of that could be the ridiculous hospital gown Adam had on. And that it was fucking cold in the exam room. That wasn’t all of it, though, and Matt was sure of that. He just didn’t know what else it was.
Their relationship had taken a weird turn in the three weeks since Adam had found out he was pregnant. Their friendship seemed strained, and Matt would be the first to admit it was going to change when they admitted their feelings. It was one reason he’d been so afraid to let them out. But he found himself downright lost when it came to Adam these days. His usual ability to read his friend seemed completely gone.
Their confessions had turned out exactly not how he ever imagined it. He’d thought they’d be more—he grimaced internally at the wording—loving and touchy than they were. Sure, he kissed Adam and Adam returned the kisses, even initiating some. However, the kisses were all that seemed to be better. Rather than get closer, it seemed there was a distance growing between them. They hadn’t done anything in bed either, besides the occasional hand job. Matt wasn’t going to push for more because Adam’s morning sickness was still brutal and refused to stick to mornings. Any major movement brought it on, and Matt wasn’t about to risk making Adam sick more than he already was.