Page 17 of Almost You

“And soon.” He gave a cocky grin.

NINE

Ghost

I don’t want Christopher to leave. I don’t want him to stop kissing me. His weight on me, pinning me, the smell of him, the way his hand squeezes mine tightly.I didn’t want this to ever stop, to close my eyes and lose any of this.

And he said the same. Christopher hasn’t been with another man or spirit. And I couldn’t remember specifics, but I seemed to remember how to touch another guy. Or at least Christopher. I made him gasp, writhe, come.

We’ve been spending hour upon hour together. Although I really had no idea how long it translated to in the human realm, Christopher was with me more than he was gone. He was hungry to stay, to experiment, his body ready for more.

He told me that the next time I entered the human realm, he’d channel me, and I could touch his body from inside out. I was tempted to do that, but it also frightened me. Talk about intimate. So, we stayed in the ghost realm.

The times he left and went back into the human realm, Christopher googled all sorts of newspapers, searching for news that had an image of my face.

Except for working on uncovering my past life, we focused on the present. Christopher was discovering what he liked. So was I. We didn’t attempt to do more than keep things playful. I’d get naked with him. We’d tease each other with this or that, never pushing for more.

I tried different things with him. He didn’t like a blindfold, but did like having his wrists lightly tied. When he did the same to me, however, I slid right out of the bondage.

“Cheater!” he exclaimed. He tickled my side.

I giggled like a kid and shoved him off. “I’m not cheating—I lose focus.”

The rope disappeared, but it did seem unfair. As a ghost, the world here could be solid, but ghosts could also glide away easy as breathing. Not that we breathed.

I focused better when Christopher was reacting to the toys. When I tied him and stroked his chest and nipples with a feather, for example, I didn’t blank out. I loved seeing his nipples harden to tight buds. I took each in my mouth, licking and nipping at them, loving his thready moans.

Or the time we’d experimented with candle wax, and he’d let me drip some along his meaty inner thighs.

Christopher trusted me, liked me to take charge. He had never been with a man, so maybe that was why he needed praise and direction.

My past was a mystery. But I liked how it was with Christopher.

“Did it seriously turn you on when I spied you asleep?” I asked as we spooned together, drops of wax on the bed I’d conjured.

“Hmmm. I just wish you’d woken me more.” He gave a lazy smile.

“I could barely control myself. But…if you did channel me and I was inside of you, that would be different. Would you—” I hesitated.

“Yes,” he growled. “I fucking would want that.”

TEN

Christopher

He was sorry he’d watched me in my sleep without permission, which I appreciated. It revealed what his essence was. Ghost must have been a good man in his life. He was good and thoughtful here. Never pushing me. Always keeping it light as he touched my body.

But me? I was a possessive bastard. As much as his touch within the ghost realm excited me, part of me wanted to have him inbothrealms.

I wanted to channel him. Now that I had the idea in my brain, I couldn’t shake it. I wanted him to possess me like that.

“How does it work?” Ghost asked me a few days later. We were sitting on the swings, just dipping our toes in the water.

“If I channel you? I pull your energy from this world into mine, into me.” I swallowed hard. “You can see out of my eyes, breathe through my nose and all.”

“Eat?” His eyes lit. “I want chocolate, to remember how it tastes. And fresh fruit…did I mention chocolate?”

“Fine, but I’m in control. Not you. I’m lending you my body, but I’m there every step. If I want to stop, I close my mouth. I can send you right back to this realm.”

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