Page 56 of The Killer Who Kept Me

“Eww!” He laughed. “You’re like a kid.”

“Oh, no, no, no, I assure you I am not a child.” Em placed the book to the side and I rolled over, careful of his hand and ankle, and hovered above him.

Em’s laughter died, and his smile softened. “No, you’re all man.”

I leaned down and captured his lips in a searing kiss. When my tongue dipped inside his mouth, it was as if I were drinking in his light, his happiness. This by far was my favorite place to be.

“I want you,” Em whispered the words.

Em was a virgin; this wasn’t a secret between us. He deserved soft, sweet, memorable in the best way.

I lifted up and looked into his eyes, so desperate and joyful. “Are you sure?”

“I’m positive, Saros. I wished for you every time the chance arose, and here you are. My prince, my savior. There’s nobody else in this world I want, only you.”

Damn, that was the most passionate thing anyone had ever said to me, and for a beat I couldn’t respond. I wanted Em, so much that I often had to pull away and take a deep breath. But here he was, begging me, and I’d be a fool to deny him.

“I want you too.”

“Please, Saros.”

Gently, I rubbed my thumb over his cheek. “There’s nothing I’d deny you, and if it’s me that you want, it’s me you can have.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

“The simplest pleasures are sometimes the most extraordinary.”

~ Edgar Allan Poe

Em

I was goingto have sex. And not just some horrible “okay, I lost my virginity” sex. This was going to be amazing. I knew it in my bones. Saros looked at me like no one I’d ever known, as if I mattered.

“Let’s get this shirt off.” Saros sat up and helped me remove my T-shirt, his fingers trailing over my stomach until they reached my boxers. “These too.”

Okay, I was about to be completely naked. I could do this. I lifted my ass as Saros slowly lowered them, tossing them somewhere onto the floor.

“So beautiful,” he whispered almost reverently.

“I am?” I peeked at myself, and there were scars, but fortunately the bruising that had been there when Paulo checked me out had all healed.

“You’re art, Em.” His pointer finger danced over one imperfection, one of my ugliest. “These tell a story about a man who survived the worst this world has to offer and through the darkness it never made his light dim.” His eyes met mine, sparkling. “You’re brilliant.”

My mouth felt dry, but I swallowed anyway.What does someone say to that?

“Can you take off your clothes too?”

He grinned. “Oh, I will. But there’s something I want to do first.”

“What’s that?”

“Ravish you.”

“Ravish…oh, God.”

Saros took my entire cock in his mouth, right to the base, and…shit, he was swallowing me. I’d never felt anything like this before.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chanted and gripped his hair as he devoured me, pushing me closer to the edge. I’d never last, and I really didn’t want this to ever end.

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