“I understand.” And Vius did, even if he didn’t like it. The apology was plain in Solna’s gray eyes, where it swirled like a hurricane. He cradled Solna’s face in his hands and kissed him in acceptance of what Solna couldn’t say.
Solna growled low and fisted Vius’ clothes, and then reeled him in by increments until Vius had to crawl into his husband’s lap or fall. Even as Solna deepened the kiss with a nip to Vius’ bottom lip so he could tangle their tongues together, the man worked the buttons open as fast as he could.
Vius groaned into Solna’s mouth. Just the thought of Solna’s hands on his naked skin had him buzzing again. Solna must have been in the same state if the tremble in his hands were anything to go by. Still, Vius was impressed with his husband’s restraint. It must not have
