Page 56 of Scoop Me Up
Okay, I thought.So he’s not scared of being with me. But…“What happens with us at the end of August?” The silence was thick between us. “When you go back to Burlington?”
He didn’t answer right away, and for a moment, I thought he wouldn’t answer at all. “I don’t know,” he finally confessed. “I might not leave after all.”
“No?”
He shrugged. “Ellie’s here. So are you.”
We fell quiet again, just enjoying each other’s company and watching the stars. The only sounds were the chirping and clicking of bugs and the thumping of my heart, beating heavily in my chest, pushing me closer and closer to a decision I didn’t want to have to make.
There’s no rush, I reminded myself.You have time to figure it out.
A few minutes later, a star streaked across the sky. “Shooting star. Make a wish,” Gabe murmured.
I closed my eyes tightly.Please let this be real.
Gabe exhaled, his breath sounding shaky. “What did you wish for?”
I straightened up and shook my head. “Can’t tell you or it won’t come true.”
He nodded and leaned in to kiss me. My stomach somersaulted, my breath hitching. We kissed, slow and tender, for a long time before Gabe pulled away.
“Sam?”
“Yeah?”
“I’d like to take this inside, if it’s alright with you?”
My stomach dropped. Did he mean what I thought he meant? “Had enough?” I teased.
“Not a chance. I’m just getting started.”
Chapter 22
Gabe
Sam exhaled shakily and nodded, grabbing the ice cream and empty beer bottle before standing. I followed them into the house, where they wordlessly put their things in the kitchen and turned to me.
“Now what?” Their voice was a low murmur, quiet and uncertain.
I leaned in and gave them another slow, gentle kiss, listening to the soft rush of breath as they sighed. Slowly, I eased my hand to the nape of their neck, sliding it into their hair and holding them close to me. As they moaned against my mouth, I chased the sound, deepening the kiss and using my free hand to pull their hips until we were pressed together, our bodies flush against one another.
My mind grew hazy with lust as we kissed, my desire for Sam growing with every second that passed. I was acutely aware of every point where our bodies touched, aware of how my cock swelled in response to Sam’s touch, knowing I couldn’t wait much longer.
“Bedroom?” I murmured between kisses.
Sam hesitated and for a moment, I wondered if they were second-guessing what we were doing. “Are you sure?”
I nodded. “Very.”
With that, Sam took my hand and led the way into their bedroom, pulling me close to them as we crossed the threshold. The second we were inside, I reached for the hem of their shirt and stripped it off of them. They exhaled sharply, doing the same to me, pulling my shirt up and over my head before tossing it aside.
Again, I captured their mouth with mine, this time letting my hands find their waist and skim along the top of their jeans. Sam’s body pressed tightly into mine, their erection evident as they did. I groaned, desire ripping through me, and reached to undo their jeans.
Sam chuckled and pushed my hands away. I marveled at their body as they kicked off their jeans and stood nearly naked, moonlight streaming in through their blinds. They were beautiful and it took my breath away. I forgot what I was supposed to be doing for a brief moment as I stood and let my gaze rake over their body, simply enjoying the view.
“You’re so beautiful,” I whispered.
Sam let out a breathy laugh and reached for the fly of my own jeans, helping me out of them, and before long, we were standing there, kissing in our boxers, in no real hurry for anything else.
