Page 49 of Lethal Seduction

He opens it. "I'm so glad you're here. Come inside."

I step through the door, and he locks it behind me.

"Here," he says, handing me a glass of red wine. "Come tell me about your day. I want to hear all about it."

I take the wine and smile. It feels so right. Even though I'm here to help ease his concerns, he welcomes me in as a trusted companion, and I love it.

We sit on the sofa side-by-side and clink glasses.

21

PATRICK

We're sitting on the sofa, watching television and drinking wine for the past couple of hours. I try to steal glances at him. He smells so good, and the way the buttons strain and the fabric gaps between his pecs makes my cock jump.

I haven't even been paying attention to what's been streaming on TV for the last half-hour, and truth be told, I don't give a damn. All I want to do is rip Michael's buttons off with my teeth, one by one. I take another sip of my wine and close my eyes. Instantly, my mind fills with images of his hairy, muscular chest. He's a true daddy in every sense of the word, and I have no idea how I got so lucky.

He's older than me, but still looks and acts young. We have so much in common, and I really don't want to keep looking. I sigh, careful to do so under my breath. Michael is perfect for me. So, when is the other shoe going to drop? When is he going to inform me that he likes to eat puppies? Or that he enjoys having sex when death metal plays in the background. Patrick, I think... stop being so judgmental. But I can't help it... I don't like those things, and they'd be deal-breakers. When are the deal-breakers going to reveal themselves?

"Penny for your thoughts?" Michael asks.

Not on your life, buddy. "Huh?" I need to buy myself some time to think.

"You haven't said anything for a while. Are you okay? I'm having a really nice time with you."

"Me too," I say. "There's nothing wrong."

"But?" His voice betrays his own worries. His eyes are so blue, drawing me in, begging me to kiss him.

"Full disclosure?"

"Definitely." He shifts his weight so he can turn and face me.

"I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop."

"What do you mean?"

How do I explain that I have the worst luck in the world? As an adult, I've never even been in love. I shrug. "I keep waiting for a romantic comedy turn of events to happen. Like you're going to reveal you're actually married... or you were only looking to make a new friend."

"Oh my god." He puts a hand to his chest, grasping imaginary pearls.

"Come on," I say. "Just tell me you have two weeks to live. Or you're moving to Pakistan or something."

He grabs my hands and pulls me closer to him, leaning in and slowly kissing me on the lips. He tastes like Rosé, and his tongue slips into my mouth with a flurry of sensation.

"I don't have any secrets... there's nothing I'm keeping from you. Promise," he says as he pulls away, but then kisses me once more with soft, sensuous lips. My belly tingles with desire. My hands tremble with the need to rub his chest and shoulders, and then tear his clothes from him.

I clear my throat, tight with emotion and sexual desire. "I believe you."

He smiles.

I smile, reaching for his chin and then pulling him closer once again. This time, I kiss him. Standing, I slowly straddle him.. The naughty smile I'd hoped to see spreads across his face. The twinkle in his eyes tells me all I need to know, he's as ready as I am, and it's go time.

Michael's erection pushes against my bottom as I grind my hips into him. He moans, our lips never coming apart from one another. Within seconds, we've found our rhythm, both our bodies rubbing against each other with optimal feeling. Michael wraps his arms around me and hugs me tight.

He kisses my neck, soft and sweet. He whispers, "Patrick, you make me feel real... wanted, for real."

His words cause me to flinch, and I pull away. You make me feel real. These were the exact words Ricky in high school had said whenever we were together and alone. It wasn't until we were away from everyone else that he opened up to me and became the person he'd been born to be.

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