Page 66 of Alpha & Omega

When we came up for air, I pressed my forehead against his, still holding onto his face. “You saw me,” I whispered. “How?”

“I… don’t know. There was this weird, niggling feeling that someone was watching me.”

I pulled away just enough to look into his beautiful eyes. “I lied to you earlier when I said you’ve become important to me.” Kingston’s brows furrowed in confusion. “You aren’t only important to me. I love how you see and hear me, even when I don’t say a word. I love how much of a fucking good person you are. I love how we share so many similarities. I love that I relate to you in such a fundamental and profound way. I love how you supported me today, knowing exactly what I needed and when I needed it, keeping me sane and grounded when my emotions were in turmoil. And I love that I love you.”

He opened his mouth, and I pressed my lips to his again to silence him before pulling away. “Don’t say it. Just know how I feel. That’s all.”

Kingston held my hands, which still rested on his face. “I… want to. I care so much about you and see you the same way as you see me, but it’s not always going to be so easy for me. While I may seem chill, on the inside, I’m honestly getting scared. All those fears are trying to creep back into me.”

“What fears?”

“Fears from when I was younger… that once I fall for you, you’ll leave.”

“No. No way.”

“You can’t say that, Chef. It’s too early to make any sort of vows. Things change. Things happen.”

“They do. They can. But sometimes, that change is for the better. Look at us and our hiccup from back in June. We got over that hump and came back stronger.”

He nodded. “I know. Give me time?”

“Always.”

Kingston pulled away, and I dropped my hands, but if I assumed he was pulling further from me after my admission, I was sorely mistaken. He quickly stripped off his clothes, and as soon as he was naked, he lunged at me.

“Do you need to fuck me, baby? Do you need a distraction?”

He always understood what I wanted and needed. Kingston was a goddamn mind reader. He was my perfect half, fully completing me.

“Yes.”

“I’ve got lube in my top desk drawer.”

I tried not to think about Kingston fucking others in his office and opened the drawer, pulling out the small bottle.

“And before you assume I do a lot of fucking in here, this will be my first. But I’ve rubbed one out before… maybe more than once.”

I laughed at my idiocy. “Caught me.”

As soon as I poured some lube into my hand, Kingston swiped his arm across his desk, and everything scattered onto the floor, which was mostly papers.

“Shit, why was that so hot? I feel like I’m in a romance movie.”

“Mmm, maybe more like porn,” he chuckled. “Because we’re gonna fuck.”

Kingston bent over, braced his hands on the edge of his desk, and leaned over for me.

My cock pulsed at the sight of his hole, eager for me. Once I was lubed, I also lubed his cock before drizzling some between the crack of his ass.

I closed the lid and tossed the bottle across my shoulder somewhere before shoving two fingers inside him. He grunted and pushed his bubbly ass out further for more.

“Needy for my fingers?” I asked him.

“No, I’m needy for your cock. Just get in there. Fuck me, Chef. You need it, and I want it.”

“You sure? I don’t want to hurt you, baby.”

“We have enough sex. Do it.”

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