Page 60 of Until We Fall

I want to be closer to him. I want to be so close that there’s no space between us.

Docking was amazing. Oral is fantastic. Stroking his uncut cock is exhilarating. But I want more.

“I want to go further,” I say. “I want the closeness of…” I lick my lips, apprehension tightening in the back of my thoughts, but I calm myself.He wants to be with me.

“Rory,” he whispers, leaning back to see me. “Are you talking about penetration?”

I nod. “If you want to. I don’t need to, but I?—”

“Fuck,yes.” His irises are dark and intense. “I want that with you. So badly.”

“You do?”

“I do.” He pulls me closer, his lips by my ear. “I want that with you. I want to feel ustogether. I want your hot little dick inside me. I want?—”

“Wait.” I blink. “Me insideyou?”

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“You wantmeinside you?”I repeat.

His forehead lines “I mean, only if that’s what you want. We haven’t talked about bottoming or topping. And we should.” He glances down at where our pants are around our thighs, our dicks exposed. “We probably should have talked about it before now.”

“I guess I assumed…” I shake my head. “I shouldn’t have assumed anything.” My heart’s pounding so hard that it’s echoing in my temples. My dick juts out toward him, and for the first time in my entire life, it’sokay.

It’s okay that someone sees me. Thathedoes. I’m not embarrassed or ashamed.

His eyes heat as they move back up to meet mine. “Docking was so incredible. Having you inside me like that? I think I’m obsessed. But is that ever somethingyou’dwant?”

My lips part. “I…”

Is it? When I move past the fear and the uncertainty, when I’m truly honest, when I look beyond all the assumptionsabout me, being smaller and thinner and nerdy and uncertain sometimes…

“Yes.” Oh god, Idowant it. “I want that, too.”

He groans, leaning in to press his lips against my jaw. “I want you inside me. I want to feel every tremble, every twitch. The way you filled my foreskin with your cum wasunbelievable. I want you to fill me.”

I drag in a slow breath, the scent of the flowers lingering, the heat of his body too. Even here, he seems to bring the beach and ocean with him.

We both want this.

“Then get on the bed,” I say.

Holy heck, I said that with so much confidence.

He leans back, his brows rising. “Holy fuck, Rory. The way you said that washot.”

I scrape my teeth over my bottom lip, then watch with rapt attention as he turns and walks to the bed, pushing his pants off as he goes, all tanned skin and thick muscles. God, he’s so attractive. He lies on his back and watches me as I tug off my jeans and thermals, folding them carefully and then setting them aside.

I scrunch my toes in my wool socks. “My toes are cold.”

He laughs, his stomach moving. “Then leave them on. They’re sexy.”

“You think so?”

“Yes.” He nods, his smile fading. His eyes are all over me, eating me up. He sucks in an uneven breath when I push back my hair, my wrist twisting somewhat awkwardly, like eventhatturns him on.

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