Page 14 of Little Saint Nautilus

“A name! I think I found a name for you.”

His eyes twinkled with excitement. “Oh? And what will you call me, Cory?”

I sucked on my teeth, second-guessing myself. “I don’t know. This might seem silly.”

He scooted his chair closer to mine and looked up at me. “I don’t think it could be silly ifyoupicked it.”

God, he was so trusting of me, and I wanted so badly to be worthy of the way he looked at me. “Well, there’s this story, a book. It’s old—like almost two hundred years old. It was about a man with a submarine, you know, a ship that can dive deep into the water?”

“Yes, I’ve seen them.” He tilted his head as he listened.

“Well, his ship was called The Nautilus! Nautilus, like you! See? And this was a famous ship because it was written long before we had the technology for it, so it’s always had this sort of mysterious and exciting feel to it. Anyway, the captain of the ship was named Captain Nemo. Nautilus, Nemo, see?”

“Ne-mo?” He said the name carefully, and I felt foolish all over again. It should have been something I kept to myself, except now that I’d said it, I couldn’t think of any other name; they all simply fell out of my head, gone.What are names?Still, I didn’t want him to feel stuck with something he didn’t like.

“You don’t have to use it if you don’t like it. I can keep trying to think of something else.”

He slid closer to me and turned in his chair until his knee brushed against my thigh. A playful grin stretched his lips. “Do you think I am mysterious and exciting, Cory?”

My gaze locked onto those lips, wishing I could taste them, to feel them against my own. I swallowed hard before lifting my eyes to meet his. “Yes. Very much so.”

“I like it. Nemo. Ne-mo.” He repeated the name a few times.

“Are you sure? We can change it.”

He shook his head. “No. I don’t want to change it. You gave it to me. It’s a special gift, one that I am happy to receive. Thank you. Say it. Call me by my name.”

“Thank you for trusting me, Nemo.”

He made a soft hum in the back of his throat and he looked thoroughly pleased. It was his name. Now that it was out there, I couldn’t think of anything else that would fit. It was small and cute, just like him.

Unable to hold back from touching him any longer, I reached out and cupped his cheek. His eyes closed, and he leaned his head into my hand. Fuck, he looked so damn beautiful in that relaxed pose that I simply couldn’t resist.

I leaned toward him and brushed my lips across his. Nemo drew in a soft gasp and his eyes flew open. I moved back to put distance between us. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”

Nemo shook his head frantically. “No. Don’t be sorry. You surprised me, but I would very much like to do that again.”

“Oh? Are you sure?”

He leaned closer to me and tilted his head back, inviting me with those luscious lips. An invite I couldn’t refuse. I bent over him and lightly kissed him, waiting to see how he would respond. Nemo made that light humming sound again, making my body heat and my cock swell. I pressed deeper, moving my mouth over his, and he began to copy the motion, pushing against me in the same way. His light hum turned into a loud moan that was sexy as hell. I teased his lips with my tongue until he opened his mouth, and I explored it. He tasted like the ocean in a way that was nostalgic and new all at once.

When my tongue swept over his, the sensation had us both moaning. He opened his mouth wider, as if he wanted to swallow me, and I dove in, needing to get deeper, to crawl inside of him. My hands went around his waist, lifting him and pulling him to my lap. He came easily, letting me move his slight form. My arms folded around his back, and he felt so fucking perfect in my grip.

I hadn’t meant to get this carried away. A simple kiss was all I’d done at first. But he was intoxicating, and so very eager. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I recognized I should slow things down for him. If everything in the human world was new to him, was this too? My dick throbbed in my pants, loving the weight of him on me. My two heads were in battle, and luckily, the smarter one was just loud enough to give me pause. I ended the kiss and rested my forehead on his.

We both were breathing hard, and all I could think of was the fact that his ass was on my cock, and his own hard dick was pressed between our bellies. “Fuck! I’m sorry, Nemo. I got carried away. I didn’t mean for it to go so far.”

He answered by kissing me and when his own tongue pushed into my mouth, I couldn’t stop the loud groan that came out of me. I wasn’t certain if it was his first kiss, but damn, he was a quick learner. When I sucked on his tongue, imagining it was his cock, he gasped into my mouth and thrust his body against mine. I was going to fucking come in my pants like a teenager if we didn’t stop.

I squeezed his arm lightly, and he pulled back. Nemo’s eyes were hazy, and he grinned, looking blitzed out, and so incredibly hot like that. What would he look like if I fucked him into oblivion?

He threw his arms around my neck and stared up at me. “I’m not sorry, Cory. That was…I don’t know. I’ve thought about it for so long, but have never experienced that in this form, and it felt incredible.”

I bobbed my head. “It was incredible for me, too. Shit, you tasted amazing. It was hard to stop.”

“We don’t have to stop.” He grinned playfully. He squirmed on my lap, rubbing against my cock. “You are so hard, Cory. You must beverystimulated.”

I snorted and grabbed his hips to hold him still. “Nemo, please, you have to stop that.”

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