Page 52 of Givin' Me Fitz!
“Come, baby.” I barely got the words out before he painted my abs with white cream. I filled the condom in his sexy ass at the same time, and when he collapsed onto my chest. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight. My dick was still hard inside him, flexing with the aftershocks.
“Don’t move yet, please. This feels too damn good.” Fitz kissed my neck and settled his head under my chin.
For a few minutes, we didn’t move. When I felt myself softening, I reached down and held onto the condom so I didn’t make a mess in his bed.
Fitz collapsed back, his eyes closed with a smile on his face. I stood to go to the bathroom to get rid of the condom. I found a washcloth in the bathroom vanity and wet it after tying off the condom and tossing it into the trash.
I went into the bedroom, finding him asleep. I gently wiped him off before going back to the bathroom to clean myself.
Fitz hadn’t asked me to stay, and god knew I didn’t want to leave, but he was asleep and it was awfully presumptuous of me to climb in next to him.
I got dressed and went into the kitchen, looking around until I found paper and a pen to leave a note.
I let myself out the back door and climbed the fence to get out of the backyard. I smelled him on my skin, and no way was I going to shower when I got home. I wanted him even more, and I cursed myself for not pursuing him sooner.
If someone else caught his attention, I’d get Hobie or Ders to beat the stupid out of me. Fitz Morgan was everything I never thought I’d get, and I wasn’t about to fuck it up as I had before.
Pounding on my door was followed by my phone buzzing on the nightstand. It was a message from Fitz.
It’s me. We didn’t set a time to go to Mesquite, so I’m here. I brought donuts.
I grabbed my shorts from the floor and pulled them on, checking my pits because I hadn’t showered when I got home. My dreams had been of the sexy silver fox who’d rocked my world, and I was convinced it was because his scent surrounded me.
I hurried down the hall, opening the front door to find Fitz on my porch with Ders behind him. “Ders? Everything okay?”
“Wanted to make sure you wanted this guy to come here. You didn’t send a message or anything that you were expecting company.”
I chuckled. “Thanks, Mom. Babe, come on in.” I reached for Fitz, taking his empty hand to pull him inside before I closed the door in my vice president’s face, the nosy fucker.
I leaned into Fitz and ran my nose along his neck, taking in his fresh scent. My dick started to plump in my shorts, but I knew we had things to do, and I didn’t want it to take up his whole day.
“Mmmm. How are you?” I gently patted his ass, hearing his sexy deep laugh.
“Sawyer, you’ve got a fucking redwood in your pants.”
He kissed my lips and headed through the living room and into the kitchen, putting the donuts on the counter as I followed him, my gaze studying his sexy cheeks in those fucking Wrangler jeans again. My boner filled in eager salute to that magnificent ass.
When Fitz glanced over his shoulder at the tent in my shorts, he laughed. “The heart is willing, but the hole is puckered in fear.”
I joined him, cracking up. “Coffee?”
He nodded, so I walked over to the coffee maker and made a pot, turning around to lean against the counter as Fitz sat at the kitchen table.
“How’d you sleep?” My voice revealed the nerves building inside me.
“I’m sorry I passed out on you. It’s been a while since I was so supremely fucked, and at fifty, I’m not as resilient as I used to be. Why’d you leave?”
My cheeks heated. “You didn’t invite me to stay before you fell asleep. I didn’t want to assume.”
Fitz crossed his ankle over his knee, his boot-covered foot shaking. He sighed. “I’m out of practice with this, Sawyer. I really enjoy spending time with you, and I don’t like fucking around with hookups. If you think we have a chance to be anything together, I wanna take it. If you’re only in it to get off with an old guy, then let’s just be friends. I really like you, but I don’t wanna be alone for however much time I have left on God’s earth.”
Wow!The guy didn’t pussyfoot around, did he? “I’m gonna jump in the shower, and after, we can talk. Help yourself with anything you need, okay? Did Ders give you trouble?”
The sexy man smirked. “It wasn’t him. It was that skinny kid at the gate. He thought I was a cop. Do I still have that stink on me?”
I laughed, walking over to him and running my nose up his neck and taking a deep sniff. “I think you smell amazing.” I kissed his lips again before I hurried down the hallway and into the bathroom to shower.
I was fucking giddy like a kid with their first crush. Fuck, maybe it was? I’d never felt so light when I thought about dating a man or a woman. Hell, I’d never had been so excited to be with anyone as I was with Fitz.
