Page 92 of Nodus Tollens
“I got a glimpse of heaven that day, and if you don’t think I want to dive headfirst into it….” He shook his head and caught my eyes again. “I fucking do.”
“Then do it. Please.” I begged as his nostrils flared out.
“I want to be a gentleman for you, Blue. I want to make this good and special for you like you deserve. So, I’m not fucking you tonight.”
I frowned.
A deep frown that had my heart split.
“I made a promise to myself that I wouldn’t just fuck you for your first time.”
“But I want you to…fuck me.” I whispered through my hurt.
“You deserve more than that, Blue. I want long hours with your body. I want to be able to point out every blemish and every curve until I have them engraved in my head. I want to memorize every breath you take and every little gasp and cry when I’m inside you. I want to know the exact moment you’re about to squeeze my cock and take every ounce of my cum from me. I don’t want just a simple fuck, Blue. I want so much more than that.”
If there was ever a moment I was rendered speechless, it was this one. Everything gave out. My heart, my breathing, my pulse, I was obliterated by his words.
“So, are you good with waiting?” He leaned in until our noses grazed, and my eyes closed on a flutter.
“Uhm… yes, I’m okay with that.”
His lips ghosted over mine, barely touching, but I completely surrendered to him.
“I can do other things, though.” He said against my mouth, causing my eyes to shoot open. He pulled his head back slightly and searched into my eyes. “I can still make you feel good.”
His tongue darted out, slowly gliding along his bottom lip in a seductive motion, and he had me enraptured. Just the brief glimpse of it had me imagining what kind of movements he would use on me. Would he drag the whole length of his tongue across me? Or would he give me soft flicks?
“Please.” I mutter under my breath, suddenly feeling hot and sweaty under my hoodie.
He didn’t act immediately. Instead, he dropped a gentle kiss on my lips before pulling back with eyes that knocked me off my axis. He looked almost nervous. His breathing was heavier than before, and instead of a smile peering down at me, he was wearing a solemn expression. At first, it worried me, thinking he might have suddenly changed his mind about touching me, but then the corner of his mouth tilted upward.
“God, Blue. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.” He chuckled anxiously as a hint of red coated his cheeks. “I want to make this good for you.” He swallowed. “I don’t want you to regret doing this.”
Regret it?
No way would that emotion ever cross my mind. I could almost guarantee that everything Hayes would do to me would be more than perfect. Earth-shattering, in fact, that I could already feel his effect sweeping over me like a tidal wave.
“I’d only regret not doing this, Hayes.” I whispered into the thickness of the air, hoping to alleviate some of his worry. “I want to make the most of the time we have together, and I don’t want to waste another second not knowing what it feels like to have you touching me.” I raised my hand and curled it around the back of his head. Using my hold, I pulled him closer to me until our foreheads were touching. “Making me yours completely.”
A long, drawn-out exhale fell past his lips as he cupped the back of my head in return and groaned.
“Fuck, Blue.” He ground out with his eyes tightly closed. “You’re killing me here…”
Smiling, I rubbed at the back of his head and yanked softly onto his blonde strands.
“Tell me you’re my girl.” He asked, causing my heart to jump and flutter.
“I’m yours, Hayes.”
He grinned and slowly opened his eyes.
“Always.”
“Good.” He then pulled away from me and peered down at me with hooded eyes. “Now, what does my girl want? Does she want my fingers or my mouth?”
Holy shit.
This was actually going to happen.
