“Now you know how I feel all the time,” I said. “It makes me happy that people think you’re hot and proud that you chose to be with me. But it also makes me worry that someone might take you away from me.”
Wesley’s embrace slackened and he took my face in his large, hot hands. He stared long into my eyes and with the slightest grin, he brushed his thumb over my lips.
“Can I kiss you?” he asked in an awkward, yet seductive voice.
“Why are you asking?”
“I’m not even sure.”
“You’re the only one who doesn’t have to ask,” I whispered, closing my eyes and feeling his lips touch mine.
It was a simple kiss and he pulled back and looked into my eyes again. He took a deep breath and neared my lips again, staying longer and sucking my tongue. The kiss became deeper and stronger and I lost my breath.
“Tor, I love you so much I don’t even know what to do with myself,” he said, touching his forehead to mine.
“I love you too,” I murmured breathlessly. I kissed him sweetly, timidly, and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Make love to me.”
Wesley bent over and lifted me up. I kept my arms around his neck and my entire body throbbed with an aching longing that only this man could ease.
Chapter 30
“I’M LEAVING for work,” Wesley whispered, leaning down and kissing my ear. “So, I’ll see you tonight. Good luck on your test. Love you,” he said, brushing my shoulder blades with his fingertips.
I blinked and turned onto my back. “Wesley, wait,” I said, sitting up and looking down at my lap.
“Hmm?”
Wesley stopped and looked over his shoulder. His profile was outlined by the dim morning light and his features softened handsomely. I swallowed hard; my lower body had already responded to his alluring image.
“Fuck me before you go,” I said quietly, daring to look up at Wesley’s face. His eyes rounded, but a mischievous grin took over his surprise.
“I hope you’re serious, ’cause you just flicked the switch,” Wesley said, taking a step toward the bed.
I blushed to my ears and Wesley sat down on the edge of the bed. He pulled the sheet back and smiled. His fingers crawled up my thigh and met me softly. His hand rose and fell, squeezing and rubbing, and I sucked in air sharply, closing my eyes at the intense pleasure.
“Open your thighs more,” he said, sitting up on one knee and unzipping his pants.
I leaned forward and lapped at his lips. He tasted like toothpaste and I smiled. I rolled to my side and climbed up on my knees.
“But, I wanna do it the other way,” Wesley said, pouting.
“But your clothes’ll get messy,” I answered, rocking back against him.
Wesley grasped my backside and teasingly dabbed at the entrance. He leaned forward and kissed the small of my back. My voice escaped my control; I was pleading with him. I pushed back against him.
“Wes…. Wesley, don’t tease me,” I whimpered and finally, Wesley pushed his way in.
His navy pants clung to his hips and I only managed to get one button on his shirt open. He pushed forward, moving me at will, and I buried my face in the pillow to stifle the moan in my throat. Wesley’s movements became deeper and my body was awake to his every touch and breath.
“Harder,” I whispered, pushing back against him. “Please, harder!” I wasn’t sure where this insatiable passion came from, but I couldn’t get enough. I felt like I was going to overflow.
Wesley grunted, sighed, then relaxed behind me. I felt him withdraw, his hands brushing over my back and rear as he leaned back on his heels. I tried to catch my breath and slumped onto the bed, happy and exhausted. Wesley cleaned up, zipped up, and kissed the nape of my neck.
“This is the best reason I could ever come up with for being late,” Wesley said, refastening the single button I got undone. He smiled from the doorway, so handsome. “Good luck on your test.”
“I’m gonna ace it for sure!” I said, rolling to Wesley’s side of the bed and pulling the sheet up.
“Don’t I know it.” He smiled and then slapped the doorframe. “Oh yeah. If Gus calls, just tell him I was balls-deep in your ass and that I’m on my way now.”
My cheeks flared and Wesley laughed. “Go!” I shouted, turning still redder.
“Love you.”
“Love you too,” I answered. “Don’t forget; I’m going to that club meeting tonight.”
“Oh yeah. The gay club. Okay. Give me a call when you’re done, and I’ll come and get you.”
Wesley left and I heard the front door open and close. I fell asleep again and almost missed my first class. I got dressed and ran for the bus, catching it just in time. I went to class and to the library afterward. I usually went to the U-Mall before bio lab, but I wasn’t quite ready to see Josh yet. What happened the other day seemed like a hazy memory, yet I was nervous to see him.
Wesley was the only person I had ever kissed. It was wrong of me to compare their kisses, but Wesley’s was just… better. I waited for his kiss, anticipated it, fantasized about it, desired it. Josh’s kiss was cold; I didn’t like it and I didn’t want it. I felt guilty thinking about it, but it made me realize how much I loved Wesley and how much I wanted to be with him.
I made it to class just as Professor Kitner was passing the exams out. Josh smiled and whispered “Hi” and I smiled back, feeling my cheeks turn bright red. I took the
