Page 94 of Just A Little Fling

“What else do you want?” I wanted everything clear this time.

“The check-ins are fine, but in between those, I need you to be all in and not one foot out the door.”

“What does that look like?” I asked him.

“It means we are dating and meeting families, and you have to let me do sappy shit without complaining about it.”

“Do I still get my morning spankings?”

“One hundred percent yes. No question. But I have a question for you.”

I heard the seriousness of his tone and knew what he wanted to ask. I stared at the paintings on the wall. They weren’t the inexpensive framed posters I’d put up in my place. They were all original art with bright, colorful strokes. Like Levi was when you looked below the obvious surface.

“You want to know what happened at the club?”

“Yeah.”

“I hadn’t even planned it before I said it.” I sighed. “I just panicked at the thought, not even the reality, of what you were asking me about. It was stupid on my part, and I wanted to take it back when I said them.”

Levi let my words sink before asking, “So why didn’t you?”

That was the million-dollar question.

“This doesn’t say anything good about me, but pride? Embarrassment?” Babbo finally looked at me directly with a knowing look. “And stubbornness.”

“Ah.”

I needed him to understand my reluctance had nothing to do with him and everything to do with me. Unfortunately, there wasn’t an event I could point to in my history and say that was the exact cause of my fear. Other than my previous certainty, I’d never find anyone who loved me the way my parents loved each other. I had nothing. Was it weird to be afraid of commitment because your parents were too committed? It seemed likely.

“We gonna do this, Sweet Boy?” Babbo reached out his hand to me across the sofa.

“Yeah, we are.” I met his hand halfway, and our fingers entwined.

CHAPTERTWENTY-THREE

NICO

“That’s that.”

“Hmm,” Babbo murmured.

“What does that mean?”

“I think we need to seal the deal.”

My insides flipped-flopped in anticipation. I knew that smirk and tone. Without hesitation, I tossed my controller on the cushion and hurtled myself onto his lap. With my legs straddling him, Babbo was exactly where I wanted him. He tossed aside his own controller and put his hands on my hips. His fingers tightened on the hip bones that weren’t as prominent as I’d always dreamed.

I shoved the thought out of my head. Babbo hadn’t once done anything that made me think he didn’t want me or my body. My commitment issues were enough. I didn’t need to add body-shaming thoughts to my anxiety.

His mouth was so close and tempting. I sealed my lips to Babbo’s, and without any hesitation, Babbo slipped his tongue inside my mouth. He traced and mapped and sipped and tasted. Our moans filled the living room and my dick chubbed from being so close to this man that I probably loved if I were into that sort of thing.

Thank effing god Babbo had closed the drapes when we’d started playing video games. The shrouded windows gave the impression that we were alone in the world. Each swirl of his tongue tangled with mine set off an avalanche of fuzzy feelings that washed over me. After our—break? separation? personal freak out?—whatever it was, I needed him to fill me. I needed to remind myself that he was choosing me. And I had chosen him.

“Sweet Boy, I need to fuck you,” Babbo panted when we finally drew away. “It’s been too damn long.”

Rather than answer, I whipped my shirt over my head and scrambled off his lap to strip out of my pants. Babbo pulled his own T-shirt off and tossed it on the floor. To see him so eager—for me!—swelled my heart until I thought it might burst. This amazing, sexy, kind, understanding man wanted me. He compromised and met me where I was. I felt capable in all the ways, in and out of the bedroom, and it was due to him.

“Hey, earth to Nico. Earth to Nico.” Babbo grasped my waist and pulled me back onto his lap. Our dicks rubbed against each other while precum beaded at the slits. Babbo grasped both and slowly stroked up and down. I threw back my head and groaned deep in my chest.

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