“No dog fur.” I looked over to my left and there Archer was, stark naked, his cock hard. “I can help now.” He walked to the sink and started washing his hands.
“Dinner’s going to be late.” I set down the knife and pressed against his back with my front, reaching around him to wash my hands. “I need to get the tomato off.” I placed a kiss on his neck. “I hope you don’t mind starting with dessert tonight.”
“I like dessert.” He shook his ass, rubbing up against my junk. I had too many clothes on.
I reached up and turned off the faucet and grabbed the towel, drying his hands first, then my own.
“You have a couch.” He turned around to face me. “I remember some promises of bending me over and fucking me until I screamed your name.” He reached for the hem of my shirt. “This needs to be gone.”
I took over for him, yanking it off of me and starting on my belt, his hands already working my zipper.
“I need you alpha.” He wrapped his hand around his cock as my jeans fell to the floor. “Look how hard I am. Hard for you.”
The tip glistened with pre-cum and I couldn’t help but drop to my knees for a taste. I licked the tip and then took it into my mouth, his groan a pleasure wanting me to make him come before we even got close to the couch. I sucked as I pulled off of him with a pop.
“You taste so good.” I took him back into my mouth, this time bringing him further in and cupped his balls, humming around his length as I started to bob my head, his hand pressing against the back of my head. I loved it when he did that… when he took a more traditional alpha role in the bedroom.
He pushed my head down onto his length until it reached the back of my throat. I swallowed around him and he twisted around and cried out. “Patch.”
What? No? He yelled the dog's freaking name, pulling me off of him and running to the dog. “No pooping in the house.”
Dogs. Were. Fun.
Ryder
“Are you ready?” I raked my eyes up and down Ivor. He had no idea how sexy he was. None. If I had my way, we’d be getting naked right now instead of going on our date.
But that wasn’t fair to Ivor. He needed to see how much I cared about him and how out of my life Kellan was.
I knew nobody in Sunshine Manor understood why I put up with Kellan for so long. And really… I wasn’t sure I did either. In hindsight the signs were there from the beginning and yet I held onto him. I knew and yet I was too weak to do anything about it. My stupid pride standing in the way. I hated admitting I’d made a mistake.
“I mean we can stay in.” He stepped in close. “If you want.”
Grabbing his shirt, I pulled him in for a searing kiss. Ivor wanted me, but my past actions had him being less than forward about his desires, letting me take the lead. And that was fine. I could and would do whatever it took to get him to see he came first.
“We have reservations.” I gave him one last peck.
“Like I need a tie reservation?” So freaking adorable.
“No. Movie reservations. The alien one you’ve been talking about.” I loved the way his face bloomed in a smile at the mention of the film.
“Want me to grab you a sandwich? I thought we were doing dinner.” He was bouncing on his heels. “Alien’s Devouredis going to be so much better than food.”
I took out my phone, pulled up the tickets and handed it to him. I’d gotten us into the dinner theater on opening night. I wasn’t sure how I managed that. And then the phone beeped.
“Best. Date. Ev—.” He snapped his jaw shut and dropped the phone, walking out of the room.
I ran after him, and was met by a closed bathroom door with me on the wrong side.
“Are you sick?” I called through the door.
“Sick of that bullshit.” He was crying. What the fuck?
I ran back to my phone and saw what had him so upset.
Need you. Emergency. Might be too late.
My heart started beating fast and hard. Might be too late for what? I hated when he pulled this cryptic bullshit, but also what if it was real… what if he needed me and it was a real emergency.