Page 76 of Touch In Excess

“Well…you never mentionedmountainsbefore.”

Skye reared back, then burst into laughter at the glint in Rami’s eye. “Fine. Not mountains. But I do have enough to take care of us both for the rest of our lives if that’s something you want to think about down the road. But I know you need to be independent too.”

Rami’s lips twitched into a mostly there smile. “I don’t want to be under anyone’s financial control.”

“So what if you keep your channel for a while? Until we take our relationship to the next step. Then you can work on your art or see if there’s something else you can do to earn money without needing to worry about bills. You’ll have enough in savings by then that if you need to leave me for whatever reason, you can.”

“I don’t want to leave you.”

Skye held him tighter. “I don’t want you to either. But neither one of us have…ah…what’s that word for seeing the future?”

“Clairvoyant. Like Cassandra,” Rami murmured.

Skye had a vague idea about who that was. Some ancient…Greek? Roman? She gave accurate prophecies, and everyone thought she was insane. “We have no idea what’s going to happen, but the only thing that matters is you feel safe and secure both with me and without.”

“I…don’t know what to say. I didn’t expect that.” Rami turned and rubbed his face against Skye’s arm. “Can I have some time to think about everything?”

“However much you need. I just wanted you to know that I’m here. However you want me.”

“All the ways,” Rami said, then tipped his face up. “I want you all the ways. Kiss me, please.”

It was the easiest yes Skye had ever given.

Nineteen

“Will it feel like the toy?”Rami couldn’t help but ask.

Skye glanced over at him, brow furrowed the way it always was when he was making sure he understood what Rami was saying. “Yes…but also no.”

Rami hated those ambiguous answers, even if they actually did make sense in the end. “Can you explain?”

Instead of looking annoyed, Skye’s face softened, and he walked around the side of the bed, approaching Rami, who was in front of his desk. He’d spent the last few minutes getting the camera angle right so they could do what they needed to do without giving their faces away.

It would be tricky, but he was getting better at stuff like that.

He’d been tense since they arrived at his place, and a small part of him wanted to call it off. He wasn’t sure he actually wanted to do this for the first time in front of all those strangers who felt entitled to those intimate parts of his life. But his hesitation had only lasted until he realized that this was havingsex.

Making love…that would come after.

No, that wasn’t true. He and Skye had already done that.

They hadn’t said the words, but Rami felt it every time Skye touched him with tender fingers, careful but not patronizing. The way he was doing now. He rested both hands on Rami’s hips and met his gaze, though Rami’s stayed focused on Skye’s chin.

“It’ll feel full, like the toy. I’m a little bigger than the toy, so the stretch will be a little bit more. But it’ll be more alive,” Skye murmured. “No matter how pliant and soft and moldable a toy is, it won’t ever quite match up to an actual cock.”

Rami felt his own twitch in his boxers, and he palmed them for a second, letting out a gentle moan. “You make me horny.”

Skye chuckled slightly, the sound kind, not mocking, and he dipped his head in for a kiss. “You make me a lot of things, sweetheart.”

Rami shivered. He loved hearing Skye call him that. “How many minutes?”

“Fifteen,” Skye said. “I’d like to prep you before we turn the camera on.”

“Oh,” Rami said, feeling a little guilty. “I already gave myself an enema today. I kind of thought that was maybe, well, more private. At least until we’ve known each other long enough to piss in front of each other?”

Skye burst into a fit of laughter, holding Rami tight. “Baby, no. That’s…that’s not what I meant. If you want to use those, you can do that on your own for now. That’s fine.” He sobered, and the look on his face was hungry and dark. He ran his hand from Rami’s hip to the globe of his ass and squeezed. “I thought I might finger you. Stretch you.”

“Oh,” Rami breathed out. “Yes. I would like that a lot. I might come though.”

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