Page 75 of True Sight
“Yeah, holy shit,” he repeats before letting out a single chuckle. My eyes flutter open and I can’t help but smile when I look at him. His eyes are still closed and there’s alook of pure bliss painted across his face. It’s an image I wish I could photograph and keep forever.
“Has anyone ever told you how handsome you are?” I ask, looking up at him. He smiles shyly and nuzzles his nose into mine.
“You just did and I think it’s the best thing I’ve ever heard you say.” He slowly lifts his hips, pulling me out of him and positioning himself so he’s lying on his side. Our bodies are hot and sweaty but I don’t care. Nothing can ruin this moment.
“Well I mean it. You’re the most handsome man I think I’ve ever seen.”
“Maybe you should look in the mirror more often,” he jokes before rolling over and stealing my breath away with a kiss.
“Hey, Henry?” I whisper between kisses.
“Yeah, Conrad?”
“Thanks for making this perfect.” I squeeze his hand that is still interlaced with mine like it has been the entire time we became one for the first time.
“Anything for you,” he replies and squeezes back.
And just like our interlaced fingers, refusing to let go of one another, I know that I never want to let go of him. And as long as he won’t let go, neither will I.
29
CONRAD
“It’s open,” I shout over my shoulder loud enough for him to hear through the door after he knocks. When he steps inside, I spin in my chair and turn to greet him with a smile.
“Hello there, love,” he says, moving towards me once inside my apartment. He’s here for our standing Tuesday meeting which we both agreed to have at one of our places instead of the coffee shop moving forward.
“Hey, sweets.” I stand with a smirk just long enough before he kisses me. My hands gravitate to his waist to pull him closer. As we say hello with our lips, I feel a small bulge start to press into me.
“Woah, there,” I laugh, glancing down at his now tented joggers. A faint shade of pink dances across his cheeks which I rub in with my thumb.
“Sorry, after this weekend I haven’t really been able to control it,” he mutters, slightly embarrassed.
“While I would love to repeat this weekend, I can’t. At least not yet,” I sigh before grinding my hips against his just enough to make him squirm. I can feel my own cock start togrow under my jeans and I’m grateful they have a firmer grasp of me than his joggers do or else I will have given myself away.
“Bad day?” he asks, following me as I make my way back to my chair.
“Not bad, just busy. I brought on a new freelance gig yesterday and the work is more complex than I anticipated,” I explain, sinking myself back down in my chair before the head between my legs speaks louder than the one attached to my neck.
“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. Do we need to cancel our meeting? I can go if you’re?—”
“No, don’t go,” I interrupt quickly and he raises his eyebrows at my haste. “It would be nice if we could push our meeting to later this week, that would give me an extra few hours to make some progress on this project. But I want you to stay, I want you here.”
He takes a few steps to close the space between us and leans over, resting his hands on the armrests of my chair and brings his face level with mine. “I’d love to stay. I’ll just hang out while you work, I have things I can do anyway.”
After a quick kiss, he turns and plops down on the couch, setting his backpack on the floor. It isn’t long though before he stands up again and stretches his arms high into the sky.
“I need to move. I’m going to take Annie for a run if that’s okay with you?”
“Didn’t you teach three classes this morning?” I ask, squinting at him from my desk.
“Yeah but that was hours ago.” He waves a hand at me like teaching three forty-five minute cardio dance classes is the same thing as taking a quick walk around the block.
“Besides, more cardio just increases my stamina,something you benefit from.” He moves around the couch and is next to my chair which I’ve turned to face him. He lowers himself down into my lap for a second, moving like an exotic dancer at a nightclub, before standing up again and heading for the door. He turns and smirks at me over his shoulder, his emerald eyes wicked as he does.
“Little tease,” I sneer from my chair, rubbing myself down after my cock jumped at his attention.
“Please, darling, you know I like naughtier names. Come along, Annie girl, let’s go work off some of your energy. Maybe when I get back, I’ll get lucky and your daddy will work off some of mine.” Before he leaves, he winks at me from the front door and gives me a little wave to which I roll my eyes at. Then, I force myself to spin around and focus on my new project instead of the growing erection Henry has just caused.
