Page 29 of Feuds and Interludes
My cheeks heated under his compliment. Losing my hair had been hard. It felt like everyone was looking at me all the time, the people closest to me would peer at my thinning hair, wince, and avoid commenting on it. Shaving it allowed me to take ownership of the situation. Thank God I didn’t have a fucked-up head shape.
He turned us around and pushed me down to sit on the bed, leaving his hands on my shoulders. “I dreamed about having you alone, but now that I do, I don’t know where to start.” He let out a nervous laugh, and his touch became a little more hesitant. “I should tell you that even though I’m experiencing some health challenges right now, which you unfortunately had to witness, I’m healthy in all the ways that matter.”
“Thank you for saying that,” I said, running my hands up the back of his thighs and over his ass.That ass. It filled my big hands in such a satisfying way. I loved the weight, the curve, the firmness covered in soft corduroy. I loved that the fabric barely covered the globes, that if I could see us from behind, his crack would likely be visible over the top like the most enticing game of peek-a-boo. “But I wasn’t worried. And I know what you said, but we can take this however we want. We’ve gone from nearly coming to blows to talking about sex, so whatever happens…”
Boone crawled onto my lap and wrapped his legs around my hips. “Two extremes of passion. I like this one better.”
“I like this, too. Come here.” I had to know. I slid my fingers around his neck and pulled gently, urging his succulent lips down to mine, andfuuuuuckme did he taste sweet, even after sleeping. The slow sweep of his?—
“Oh!” I breathed when I felt the metal on his tongue.
“Yeah,” he said. “I really like metal. Kind of bought into the whole lifestyle.” He pulled off his shirt, and I made a shocked and totally horny kind of groaning sound.
“My God, Collins. You should come with a warning label.”
I traced his nipples, and he squirmed under my touch.
“And what would it say, this warning label?”
I looked down between us. “Contents under pressure? Flammable? I don’t know, butdamn.”
He tilted his head to the side. “Is that good? I don’t even know what you’re into, what you like.”
I took one of his hands and placed it between us, letting him feel just how much he was affecting me. “Any questions?”
He smiled, but then it slipped and he seemed unsure. “Can I kiss you again? God, I’m like, nervous all of a sudden.”
“I don’t want you to be nervous. Are you feeling okay?” I asked him, brushing his hair back from his face. It felt like silk between my fingers and it smelled so good,hesmelled so good. Some sort of expensive hair products probably.
“Yeah. I’m okay. I’m just not very good at seduction, I guess.”
“You’re perfect,” I said, and I decided to show him that I didn’t give a shit about how he performed. I went for his collarbones first, needing to kiss him, nibble him, suck on him. He shifted against me as I gave him the first hickey. The second one I left on his right pec, after I tugged on his nipple. I couldn’t help it, he tasted good all over and I got a little overzealous.
He really had lost weight, though. Gone was the slight roundness to his face and his midsection. I’d always thought he looked good with the weight. Made him seem fierce. Knowing that he’d likely lost weight because of his health worried me, made him seem vulnerable, though I wouldn’t dare say that. His ass felt so good in my hands, and he was the perfect height sitting like this where I had access to his throat, which I nearly marked in my exuberance.
“You keep sucking on me like that and not only am I going to come in my pants, but everyone is going to know what we did.”
I leaned back and frowned at him. “Does that bother you? Folks knowing you were with me?” I had to talk myself down from letting my thoughts go screaming into a negative direction.
“No,” he said, pressing a hand to my chest. “No, Shane. I’m, fuck, I’mhonoredthat you would want to be with me.”
I looked away. “No need for all that. But if you’re having second thoughts?—”
“God, no.” He placed his hands on my face, forcing me to gaze into his eyes. “Shane, I’ve wanted you for so long. I’m just waiting for you to tell me to get lost.”
I wrapped my arms around him and rested my head on his shoulder with a sigh. “I really am a dick.”
He threw his head back and laughed, then climbed off of my lap and over to lay on one side on the bed. “Not any more than I am. Maybe that’s why it’s good we’re doing this.” He smiled, but I could sense that uncertainty below the surface.
I turned to face him and stretched out on the bed. It was good he’d woken me up when he did. My back had been starting to cramp in the damn chair. I reached for his hand and brought it to my lips to kiss. “Itisgood.”
He ran his thumb over my bottom lip, and I sucked it into my mouth, making him arch up off the bed, and that was all the talking I wanted to do. I stretched out over him and let him pullmy shirt off. Our pants were unfastened next, and we were down to our underwear in a flash.
Boone cried out when I wrapped my hand around his length.
“Jesus, here too?”
He chuckled as I ran a finger over his Prince Albert.“The gift that keeps on giving?”
