With Abandon: With or Without, Book 4

Matt.
    Aubrey grinned and shoved away from the desk. Crossing the room, he studied Matt from the open
    doors.
    Framed by the stark white marble and the line of live oaks in the distance, Matt was exquisite.
    Barefoot with jean shorts and a pink polo, he leaned against the second-to-last column, staring at the front drive. The way the sun dappled through the canopy of live oaks onto the dirt drive was one of Aubrey’s favorite sights too. It was early fall, Aubrey’s preferred season. He could gaze out there for hours.
    Just the small things they had in common like that were what intrigued him about Matt. They were
    raised so different, and there was an eleven-year age difference, yet an undeniable connection.
    Some fallen leaves blew across the porch with a rustle and onto Matt’s foot. He shook the leaf off but
    stayed where he was.
    It hadn’t taken long for the old plantation to get into Matt’s blood. He was coming to love the place.
    The last time they were here he’d investigated every inch of the mansion and asked tons of questions about the furnishings and history. Today, even upset over his family, Matt had gotten up and wanted to go
    exploring. It had taken some fast talking to keep him from going horseback riding. Aubrey had finally
    gotten him to agree to them going together in the afternoon after Aubrey had done some work. And if he
    were completely honest, it wasn’t just because he wanted to protect Matt. He’d become addicted to the
    excited gasps and smiles Matt made when he found something new. That excitement was always better
    than whatever it was Matt unearthed.
    He should tell Matt what was going on, but he couldn’t stand to see any more concern in his eyes.
    “Are you done working?”
    How long had Matt been aware of his presence? Aubrey strode forward. Wrapping his arms around
    Matt’s waist, he rested his cheek against Matt’s back. “For now.” He kissed Matt’s neck.

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    Matt leaned back against Aubrey and wrapped his own arms around Aubrey’s, slumping so they were
    closer in height. “You want me to fix us some lunch?”
    “I’m not hungry. Are you?”
    Another gust of wind made the trees and the Spanish moss sway.
    Matt shrugged. “Not really.” He didn’t sound interested in much of anything. The sullen tone
    bothered Aubrey quite a bit. He needed the happy, bouncy Matt back. This somber Matt would never do.
    Some distraction to take Matt’s mind off his family was in order.
    Snaking his hand under Matt’s shirt, Aubrey kissed his neck again.
    “Mmm…” Shivering, Matt arched into the ministrations. “Do you still want to go riding?”
    Aubrey grinned against his mate’s neck. Oh yeah, he wanted a ride, but not on horseback. His other
    hand drifted down and palmed Matt through his jeans. “Later.”
    “Mmm ’kay.” Matt dropped his head back on Aubrey’s shoulder, and his prick hardened under
    Aubrey’s attention. He pushed forward into Aubrey’s hand while turning his head and nipping Aubrey’s
    jaw.
    Mission accomplished. Matt wasn’t thinking about anything right now. “Let’s go upstairs.”
    Instead of answering, Matt squirmed around to face Aubrey, hugging him tight. He continued to lick
    and bite at Aubrey’s jaw and neck. His erection pressed into Aubrey’s stomach and little mewling noises bled from his lips.
    Oh boy. Aubrey’s cock went from zero to sixty in seconds flat. The scent of arousal engulfed them. If he didn’t get Matt upstairs now, they were going to end up rolling around naked on the front porch.
    Hmmm…maybe— no. He was not fucking on the front porch. Groaning at even considering it, Aubrey extracted Matt’s hands from around his neck and stepped back. “Come on, sugar.”
    Matt made a whimpering protest, and his lip pouted out. Aubrey wasn’t fooled, Matt was ready to
    spring. He was all fumbling excitement. Aubrey adored how responsive and out of control Matt became
    though.
    He caught Matt’s hand and tugged him inside before Matt could tackle him. He closed the doors
    behind them and ushered Matt upstairs. It was difficult getting up the stairs with Matt groping him every few steps, but they somehow managed.
    When they reached Aubrey’s room, Matt set his phone on the nightstand and went to open the French
    doors. “Is that okay? It’s so nice outside. And I love the sounds.”
    Smiling, Aubrey nodded. He knew exactly what Matt meant. He’d turned the a/c off