Page 12 of For Your Heart
It’s pure luck that I manage it and end up walking out of the gym with him. He’s parked where he always is, and I made sure to take the spot next to him this morning.
“You live close?” I ask.
His big, happy eyes look at me. Wide. Excited. Nervous. “Yes. Eight miles.”
I nod. Licking my lips, I watch as his eyes fall to them. I smirk and his cheeks heat as he tears his eyes back up to mine. They widen more. Definitely an excitable puppy.
“Are you still interested—”
“Yes,” he answers before I can get the words out. I smile at his enthusiasm. Seriously, he’s jumping on the balls of his feet! “You want to follow me? Or I can give you my address? Oh! Or you didn’t mean right now? I’m sorry, I’m just—”
“Easy,” I say. “Take a breath, Sage.” He shouldn’t be Rossi for this, right? He should have an actual name.
I watch as his lips form his own name. He swallows and nods.
“I’ll follow you.”
He slips into his car, and I do the same. Sage lives relatively close, but in the opposite direction from our condo. He lives in the suburbs, in a cute ranch house. There are rainbow curtains in the front window, but the rest of the house is dark blue with white trim. His flowerbed is meticulously manicured, as is the rest of his yard. I’m guessing he’s a hobbyist, or it’s HOA regulation.
The smile he flashes at me when I step out gives me the impression he’s excited that I actually followed him. Like he doubted I would, or that he imagined it.
Sage leads the way through the front door and once again, I get the impression that he’s a puppy, ready to jump and play. It makes me want to tie him down and work that energy out of him until he’s limp on the bed.
Yep, cock is still totally into this.
We step into a small entryway that’s blocked off from the rest of the house. There’s a small table on one side and hooks hanging on the other, though there’s only a single hooded sweatshirt there. Opposite the front door is a closet that I imagine is where he has his coats and shoes, since there’s nothing right inside the door.
Taking his lead, I kick off my shoes when he does and follow him. I’m led into a living room kitchen combination. I can see a table on the far end that appears to look into a backyard. Sage pauses for a second to let me look around and then nearly bounds down the hall.
There are five doors in the small hall. The thin one is likely a linen closet since it’s not the proper width for a person to walk through, much less one of Sage’s size. Because all of them are open, I can see that there’s a bathroom, an office, and two bedrooms. One is very nondescript, and I assume that’s a guest room.
The bedroom he leads me to has an enormous bed. There’s a closet without doors, but it’s completely neat and tidy. The other door that’s ajar, I’m guessing, leads to a bathroom. Then there are sliding doors that look into the backyard, but immediately outside them is a hot tub.
“So,” he says nervously when I finally look at him. He’s standing at the end of his bed with wide, innocent eyes. It makes me smile.
“Condoms. Lube,” I say.
He nods and turns to the bedside table. Predictably, he pulls them out from the top drawer and sets them on the bed. Then he turns back to me.
“You want me to undress you, or would you like to undress yourself?”
Sage swallows, his eyes tracking down my body. “At the same time?” he asks.
I nod and pull my shirt over my head. He does the same. I shove my gym shorts down and Sage mimics. I pause when I see he’s in a jock, a familiar fire pushing through my veins.
“Keep that on,” I tell him.
His cheeks heat more. I don’t think he’s been without a blush since I asked him if he was still interested. He nods, but watches as I push my underwear down. His pink tongue pokes out as he licks his lips.
“On the bed,” I say. “Hands and knees.”
There’s hesitation, but I don’t think it’s because he’s unsure. I think he’s nervous by the way he’s breathing. I approach and gently touch his chin so his eyes meet mine. “When you said you’ve never… you meant sex.”
The way his skin burns beneath my fingers is too cute.
“I have had sex, but not with a guy. And… I have toys. I’ve used them.” I swear, he’s going to burn me if he gets too much hotter.
I press my lips to the corner of his mouth, and he sucks in a breath. “Relax, Sage. There’s no pressure here at all.”
