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“Sweet?Doesn’t sound like me.”
“My safe word is pancakes, PJ.”
He grins, his eyes lit up with something between humor and affection.I think so, anyway.I hope.I like putting that look there.
“All right,” he says.“Pancakes.Perfect.”The last word is punctuated by him stroking his hand along my cheek.My body flushes with heat at his tone of approval.
“You know…” PJ shifts his hips, letting my dick slide between the cleft of his cheeks.“I have to fuck you tonight.I’ve been thinking about what it might feel like to bury myself inside you since the night we met.”
Such filthy words, so why do they make me feel so incredibly cherished?He was following me tonight.My family would call it a red flag.If he hadn’t been there, though, I might not be here now.
Right now all my brain can focus on is how PJ said he can’t stop thinking about me.
I jerk my head in the direction of the bathroom.“I’d like to get cleaned up for you.”I’m pretty sure I have blood on my neck.Gross.
“Go.You want company?”
I shake my head.“Not this time.”
That doesn’t mean it’s easy to get up off the bed.He smiles down at me for a while before he slides off of me.I love it, the way he doesn’t seem to want to let go.
Before I can sit myself up, he grabs me again, pressing a firm kiss to my lips.It escalates quickly, with me parting my lips on a needy groan and him sliding his tongue against mine.Before I know it, we’ve rolled back together, pressed front-to-front like horny magnets.
I never expected this, but I feel like I could kiss him forever.
I pull away with all the effort of shoving a car up a hill.“Fuck.”
“Dammit, come back.”PJ sounds just as frustrated.
“I know, I know.”I’m panting, trying to catch my breath.“I’ll come if I stay.I want to come with you inside me.”
Tonight was huge and intensely emotional for both of us.I want more than a hurried orgasm while making out.I’m already clenching with need, anticipating the feel of him.
He waves his hand.“Get the hell out of here, then.Shower before I lose my shit.”
I manage to get off the bed, and he smacks my ass as I walk away.I yelp and smooth my hand over the spot, but I’m also laughing.The heat of PJ’s gaze follows me as I walk out of the room.
I stop in the doorway to look at him, where he’s stretched out on the bed with one hand under his head.He looks like he’s exactly where he belongs.
If I weren’t so nervous, I might be tempted to start thinking dangerous things.Ridiculous, ill-advised things.
Things like begging him to keep me.
ChapterFourteen
PJ
He’s stillin the shower.When I find him, my man’s big body is under the spray with his hair plastered to his head, and his forehead leaning against the tile wall.
At first, I’m wondering if he fell asleep standing up.
I drop my boxers on the floor before climbing into the stone enclosure with him.I slide my arms around him and press my lips to the back of his shoulder.“Something I need to know?”
To my surprise, he turns and leans down to kiss me.He tastes minty, like he brushed his teeth right before getting in.“I want you so much I don’t have the words.”
Oh.Whew.Not what I expected.
“So tell me why you’re pruning up in here when I could be exploring your body with my tongue?”Not that I don’t love watching the water trail over his shoulders and down his spine.
