“So you robbed me of getting you off, huh?”
“Yeah. Sorry. Jacked it in the shower.”
“Hmpf.”
I felt his sleepy smile against my skin, and I kissed him on the forehead.
“Aren’t you gonna ask me what got me off?” he asked quietly.
Maybe I should since he’d brought it up.
“Tell me.”
He hummed and stretched out alongside me. “Your, uh, fingers in my ass.”
“Fuck me,” I mouthed into the darkness. Then I turned onto my side, wanting to get closer. “Yeah, whenever you wanna explore that, you lemme know.”
He chuckled with a pinch of nervousness in his voice, and that was so unlike Boone. He didn’t do nervous.
“My big bear.” I threw caution to the wind and reached down to grope his ass. Fuck, how he turned me on. He was big all over. And now it was difficult to sleep. I couldn’t even keep my head on the pillow. I had to look at him. For every minute that went by, the sky outside provided more light so I could see him clearer. “You’re so fucking hot.”
He let out a breath and ended up on his back. “Don’t turn me on again. I just wanna hold you.”
Always the sweetheart.
“Give me two minutes with your chest.” I didn’t wait for his response. I dipped down and nuzzled his pec, feeling his chest hair tickle my lips. Until I reached a nipple.
He shivered when I closed my mouth around it. His fingers disappeared into my hair next, and I was ready for him to pull me back at any moment. But before he did, I was gonna get my fill.
I touched him greedily, every inch that I’d only been allowed to stare at in secret. I kissed him too. Sucked on his flesh, nipped at him, and went a little crazy. Every time he tensed up, I felt his muscles underneath my fingers. A silent reminder that a steely beast rested under the soft teddy bear.
“Christ,” he breathed.
It was tempting to try to seduce him. It would be so easy… While I kissed my way down to his stomach, it was impossible to miss his cock starting to strain in his boxers. The sight of him made my mouth water.
I reluctantly shifted upward again, leaving a trail of openmouthed kisses until I got to his lips, and then he took over. He rolled half on top of me and kissed me hungrily, and he was quick to pull up the duvet once more. It was as if he were trying to keep us hidden in a cocoon.
“You weren’t supposed to turn me on,” he murmured in a gravelly tone.
I smiled against his lips. “My bad.”
He let out a humming sound and squeezed me to him. “Right now, everything is perfect.” He grabbed my jaw and gave me an intoxicating kiss that demanded every bit of my attention. He stole it with how he slid his tongue along mine, how he angled my head, how he moved his lips so fucking sensually, and how he controlled when I could come up for air.
When he lined up our bodies and tangled our legs, I had to bite back a moan. Feeling his cock against my own threatened to short-circuit my goddamn brain, and I couldn’t stop from pressing myself harder against him.
He took a shuddering breath, then slid a hand between us, and I groaned under my breath as he palmed my cock.
He ghosted his lips over mine and spoke in a husky voice. “You don’t know how liberating it is to touch you wherever I want.”
I…uh. I was pretty sure I knew.
“I don’t wanna laugh in your face, Boone.” I smiled to keep it light, but he had to get one thing straight. “This is what I’ve wanted for most of my adult life.” With that said, I took charge again. I shifted on top of him and pushed down his underwear, and mine followed. Other than an audible swallow of nervousness, he didn’t express anything.
I ran my fingertips over his cock.
He cursed and shivered violently.
His cock was just like the rest of him, big and perfect, soft to the touch, rock hard underneath.
“God, that feels good,” he exhaled.
“Let me swallow your cock, big brother,” I whispered.
His breath stuttered. “Jesus. Okay.” He nodded jerkily and scrubbed his hands over his face. “I-I might get rough.”
Desire exploded within me. “Even better.”
I didn’t waste a second. I crawled down and got comfortable so I could stroke myself off at the same time as I finally got my mouth on him, and he pushed himself up a little on his elbows.
His heated gaze was glued to me as I gripped the base of his cock and wrapped my lips around the head.
When I took him in, slowly, coating him with my tongue, he clenched his jaw.
“I didn’t know this was what I wanted,” he gritted out under his breath. “I feel like a caged animal—I don’t wanna hurt you.”
He couldn’t. He seriously couldn’t. But sensing his frustration, I made it clear I had no intention of teasing him or revving him up unnecessarily. I just wanted to take care of him properly—and give him everything. I sucked him long and hard, reveling in every goddamn second, and never before had giving someone else head offered me this kind of pleasure. The relief ran through me and didn’t seem to stop.
“Fucking hell, Case.” He struggled to keep his voice down, not to mention to keep his breathing even. “Oh fuck—oh fuck.”
I closed my eyes and hollowed out my cheeks every time I sucked him in. Fisting my own cock, I went deeper until I had to fight against the urge to gag. Instead, I swallowed around his head and released the base of him. I wanted him to feel free to fuck my throat, so I pressed a hand underneath him instead, encouraging him to move.
He breathed harshly through his nose and shook his head. “I can’t. Sit
