Page 28 of Alpha's Sunflower Smiles

I didn’t do well at the talking part, and that was because I got a pesky lump in my throat as I sat there and watched Pete move around the kitchen. He moved with such assurance and he kept casting little glances my way, smiling when he met my eyes.

It felt so… intimate.

Domestic.

And I hadn’t realised how much I wanted that.

“How about we take this into the lounge and eat on the sofa?”

I nodded and went to pick up my plate but Pete grabbed it and nodded at the wine glasses. “You bring those.”

We ate with our plates on our laps and, somehow, we both ended up in the middle of the sofa, our thighs touching and our elbows catching. I wouldn’t have changed it for anything.

As soon as we were done, Pete put our plates on the coffee table and slid his arm around my shoulder, pulling me close. I didn’t know whether he’d always be this touchy or whether it was because we were brand new, but I revelled in it. His strong arms made me feel protected and secure.

Soon we were kissing and touching. Pete seemed to wake my body up and send energy coursing through my veins. My skin tingled where his fingers trailed over me, leaving goosebumps in his wake.

His voice was low and gruff as he finally said, “Come into the bedroom with me.”

I followed him, excited, and stripped my clothes off quickly once I was beside the bed. Pete revealed his body piece by piece and I just stood there and watched. He wasn’t much taller than me, maybe only a couple of inches, but he was in his prime andhe was dense with muscle. I hadn’t fully appreciated how thick his pecks would be or how hard his abs were.

He saw me staring and smirked, stalking towards me with intent. His fingers were strong as he took hold of my hand and guided it to his chest, encouraging me to feel the hard swell of his muscles beneath the smooth skin.

I might have explored a bit too much, actually. I just wanted to touch him and marvel at his perfection and so I ran my hands over his arms, the tops of his shoulders and his chest. I watched my hands the entire time, fascinated by the soft skin beneath my palms, wanting to see the dip and swell of his body as I felt it.

The only thing that stopped me exploring every inch of him carefully was the small growl he let out. My head shot up so I could see his face, worried I’d annoyed him, but he didn’t look annoyed.

His cheeks were flushed with arousal and his eyes were dark, his pupils blown.

Slowly, I ran my hands lower over his chest, feeling the bumps of his abdomen and the smattering of crisp, blonde hair prickling my fingers.

His dick was hard and red, hanging down heavily between his legs. I encircled it with my hand and stroked in one long, smooth movement. It was the first time I’d touched an alpha’s cock and I was surprised by how thick it was. I wasn’t exactly small myself but Pete must be twice as thick as me, easily.

Just as I was about to do the same thing again, Pete grabbed my hand and lifted it away from him.

I looked up again, worried I’d done that wrong.

“It’s embarrassing to have to say this, but I can’t last if you do that. I’m too close.”

“What would you like?”

“I want to fuck you.”

I glanced back down at his hard dick. It looked so big. I wasn’t sure it would fit inside me.

He moved my hand to his chest and placed it over his heart, holding my palm flat against him. “If you don’t want that, we can do something else.”

“I-I’ve never bottomed for an alpha before.”

With a gentle kiss on my lips, he promised, “I’ll take good care of you, Wilfred. If you want to do it, I’ll make it good for you. If you want something else, tell me. I want you to feel good.”

“Idofeel good.”

I hadn’t realised just how good I felt, actually. I had got used to ignoring my body a lot, barely noticing it. I used my body to create beautiful crafts, but it was a tool for me to use, not something to bring me pleasure.

Now, my stomach felt fluttery with affection and nerves, and my skin was tingling with awareness and my dick was sticking up in front of me, pointing straight at Pete.

“You want to bottom for me, Wilfred?”

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