I nodded.
His eyes ran over me quickly and then went back to my feet as he watched me walk even closer. It wasn’t until I was in front of him that he pulled his eyes back up.
“What are you doing here?” His voice was soft, like a damn caress.
“She wasn’t mine,” I stated.
His brows creased. “Huh?” he asked, confused, and I wanted to kiss between his brows. Fuck, he was cute. Why did this attraction, this connection, even when there was more to know about the guy, happen with Lucas Storey?
“That woman at the compound I was talkin’ to, she wasn’t mine.”
His chest rose and fell faster. I could see the pulse beating harder in his neck. He tilted his head to the side. “You came here to tell me that?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
Why… that was the question, and it was damn time to be honest.
“Because I want you to know. Because I can’t fuckin’ stop thinkin’ about you.” At least it was some of the truth. If I’d told him he was mine, and no one else could touch him, I worried it would freak him out. Already his eyes were wide, his breathing harder than before.
“Why?” he whispered.
I ignored it and asked my own question, “Did you kiss him? Did he touch you?”
He nodded, and I clenched my jaw to keep from cursing. I stepped closer. “Do you want him?” If he said yes, I was going to walk out of the house… or I was going to try.
He didn’t answer, all he did was stare at my chest. God, he was short, the top of his head only reached my collarbone. But I still found him fucking perfect. A guy. A damn guy. I still couldn’t figure out why or how he’d made me want him, how my body reacted to him, but it did, and all I wanted to do was curl him in my arms and protect him. There was also the need to be buried deep inside of his body.
Fuck, my cock jerked behind my jeans.
“Lucas, do you want him? If you say yes, I’ll walk out right now.”
He blew out a breath, shifted from one foot to another, and then planted both on the floor while he reached behind him to rest his hands on the counter. It looked like he was trying to hold himself up. Fucking cute. He cleared his throat. “And, um, let’s just say, for testing purposes, that, ah, I was to say no… what would that mean?”
Reaching out, I gently pinched his chin and brought his gaze up to meet mine. “It’d mean I’d stay, and it’d mean me takin’ your mouth like I want to.”
He whimpered.
“Is that you sayin’ you don’t want him?”
He licked his lips and tipped his head up and down once.
“Fuck yes,” I growled.
I slid my hand to the side of his neck and the other to his waist. I waited a beat to see if he’d back down. He didn’t. He just kept looking at me with those damn sexy eyes.
“Last chance,” I told him.
“F-For what?” he uttered.
“To tell me to fuck off because once I take your mouth again, once I taste what I’ve been cravin’, then we’re gonna see where this goes. Means you won’t go out with anyone else. You get me?”
Lucas nodded, but I wasn’t sure he completely understood. He’d learn with time. “Okay…,” he muttered.
“You’re sure?”
“Um, yes,” he said softly, and when his eyes moved down to my mouth, I knew I wouldn’t be able to walk away. Leaning in, I pressed my lips against his, once, twice, and on the third, I gripped him tighter and licked across his bottom lip. He gasped. I ate the sound down and glided my tongue inside.
Christ. Just as good as the first time. Only better.
I felt his hesitant hands touch my waist. He started to slide down like his legs weren’t working, so I picked him up. He let out a yelp, and I sat his ass on the counter. I was so fucking pleased when he grabbed at me. He flung his arms around my neck, pulled me in, and he took my lips in a hard and hot kiss. Of course, I reciprocated, then took back control by reaching around, taking hold of the top of his ass, and dragging him forward. His legs opened and cradled my hips.
“Fuck,” I clipped against his jaw. Both of us breathed hard. I wanted more yet though. I kissed my way to his neck, which he arched for me, and there I sucked on his skin, marking him for myself.
“Wreck,” he whimpered.
Kissing where I’d been, I shook my head. “Wade. Call me Wade.” I took his lips in another kiss and ran my hands up his back while his fingers ran up, gliding back and forth over the back of my head, feeling the rough buzz cut there.
He was driving me crazy. I expected to be freaked out since I didn’t feel the press of breasts against my chest, but I wasn’t. If anything, it was new and fucking exciting. My cock was rock hard. I tugged his lower body forward more and ground my cock into his. Another thing that didn’t scare me, feeling how hard his dick was against mine. I liked knowing he was turned on as much as I was.
He pulled back panting. His warm eyes were wild. “Wade” was all he said.
“Bedroom?” I asked.
He nodded. But he bit his bottom lip, and it had me thinking he was worried.
I kissed him quickly, and said, “I ain’t looking for more than you’re willin’ to give, Lucas. No pressure.”
He let go of a heavy breath. “I… this… it’s a little confusing still. You’re here. You kissed me.” He leaned in and lowered his voice. “You want to go to my room. With me. A guy.”
I dropped a chuckle. “It’s different for
