Page 86 of Something Good
“I do, but as long as I’m there in time for my nine o’clock meeting, it should be fine.”
I stripped off my hoodie as I walked toward him, my smile stretched wide. “I like this turn of events.” I stepped out of my joggers and climbed onto the bed, straddling him so his cock was nestled against the crease of my ass.
His hands went automatically to my hips, holding me in place. “You went to all that trouble to have me over last night. The least I can do is spend a little extra time with you this morning.”
I leaned back slightly, eyebrows pinched together. “You know I didn’t invite you over just to get you in my bed, right? I’m obviously all for it, but I like spending time with you. Sex isn’t a prerequisite.”
He took one hand off my hip and trailed a finger up the underside of my cock, sending shivers down my spine. “I know. But I want you.” He pouted playfully, and I couldn’t resist leaning forward and taking his lip between my teeth before licking into his mouth in a searing kiss.
I slid my ass lower, deliberately allowing his cock to slide past my crease as I moved down his body, kissing a path down the center of his chest. I kept going, licking and nipping his skin until I arrived at his dick. Settling my body between his legs, I gripped the base of his cock and waited for him to look at me. When those blue eyes, hazy with lust, met mine, I leisurely licked a stripe from root to tip. He groaned but kept his eyes on mine as I continued to play with him, teasing my tongue around the head but not yet taking it into my mouth. His hand shot out, tangling in my hair as his eyes shot impatient daggers at me.
“Payback’s a bitch,” I said, grinning.
“Fucker,” he muttered, but it was followed by a groan as I slowly lowered my mouth over him until my lips met the hair at his base. I hollowed out my cheeks, pulling back slowly without letting up on the suction.
“You like that, golden boy?” I asked, and he growled. Chuckling, I sucked him back into my mouth, continuing at a leisurely pace that had his hips bucking into my mouth, seeking the friction I was withholding.
The hand still clenched in my hair pulled tighter, stopping my movements. I eyed Will, his dick still in my mouth, with my eyebrows raised. “If you don’t move faster, I’m going to fuck your face myself,” he said through clenched teeth.
My cock twitched underneath me in anticipation. My golden boy had definitely matured in the dirty talk department. I sat up on my knees and looked at him, not missing the way his eyes went straight to my dick, straining and dripping on the sheets. “Fuck my face then. Take what you want.”
I started to bend back to my task, but his words stopped me. “What if I want your ass instead?”
Holy. Shit.“Lube’s in the drawer.” I nodded in the direction of the bedside table. I didn’t move from my position while he found the lube. I liked this assertive side of him and wanted to see how much further he’d go. I wanted to see if he’d boss me around.
He pulled the lube out and looked at me. “Do we need condoms? I was tested right after I caught Dmitri and haven’t been with anyone since.”
“I’m negative. And I haven’t been with anyone since you got back.”
“No one?”
“Someone else”—I started climbing up his body—“has occupied all my attention.”
“Really?”
I had started to move in for a kiss but pulled back. “Have I not made that clear?”
The assertive side of him I’d seen only moments ago was replaced with a hesitant, unsure side, and I didn’t like it. “I just…I mean, you said you wanted a second chance, but I guess I didn’t know…” He blew out a frustrated breath, refusing to look at me. “I don’t know. I’m being stupid, I guess.”
I pulled his chin up, forcing him to look at me. “Don’t do that. Don’t hide yourself from me. Did you not believe me when I said I wanted a second chance?”
“I mean, I did, but I didn’t know how serious you were. Or, like, if this was a long-term thing, or just…I don’t know.” He’d looked down again, fiddling with the sheet next to his hip.
Grabbing Will’s face in both hands, I forced him to look at me again. When I caught sight of the raw vulnerability in his eyes, any irritation I’d felt at his apparent lack of faith in me vanished. I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life atoning for the sins I’d committed at eighteen, but I needed to remember that in addition to our breakup, he’d also been cheated on, and that had to have left him with some trust issues. I could be patient.
“Golden boy, I’m in this. All in. For as long as you want me. And I get that you need time to adjust, to trust it, but I’m not going anywhere. As far as I’m concerned, you’re it for me.”
“Simple as that? I’ve only been back a little over a month. How can you know?”
“Because when you walked into my shop last month…it was like something inside me settled into place. Like there was a voice that said, ‘Oh, there you are. I’ve been waiting.’”
“I want to believe you. I do. But there’s still some part of me that just can’t get past the idea that the only two guys I’ve ever seriously been with didn’t want me.”
“It wasn’t that I?—”
“What Dmitri did…it was the betrayal that hurt the most. And the knowledge that he’d never really wanted me in the first place. But, Sammy…with you, I won’t survive losing you a second time.”
“How do I convince you I’m not going anywhere?”
