Page 168 of Paradox
"I wanna do everything for you. Everything you've ever thought of me doing."
"You can't take it back now you've said it," Eden grins up at me then digs his fingers deeper. Harder. I double over, my chest falling against his shoulder. He knows what I like. He can find my spot so easily now.
I try to reach for him again, but he abruptly stands, taking me with him.
Isit Jin on the end of the air mattress in the back of my truck.
I fist his hair and crane his head back. I lick and kiss his neck; feeling his veins pulse against my tongue.
"Get naked," I tell him, then turn on the heated blanket that's been covering the mattress since I inflated it before dinner.
I walk to the driver's door and reach inside the cab to turn on the internal light. Peering through to the covered truck bed, I watch Jin—now partially illuminated—as he rids his body of all the clothes that have been keeping him from me.
My jacket and hoodie are off by the time I'm back behind the truck, and I toss them onto the pile Jin has already made.
I kick off my boots and stand on top of them while I take off my pants, then I climb onto the mattress with Jin.
I pull up the tailgate and lock the back window into place.
I run my hand up the outside of his bare leg; covered in goosebumps from the cold.
I crawl over him.
He looks so small, just like he always does.
He reaches up to link both hands behind my neck, then kisses me.
He's so worked up. So hungry.
I've been denying us both all day. Ever since he sat in my lap on the drive here I've not been able to get these thoughts out of my head. Of what I'm about to do—if he'll let me.
I kiss down his neck to his chest until I'm kneeling between his parted legs.
I reach to the side of the mattress and to the toiletries bag.
The one I brought.
The one I packed.
Taking the bottle of lube, I squeeze some onto my fingers.
After bending one of Jin's legs, I circle his rim then sink two fingers inside him.
He moans, and it sounds so good. Like the only thing I ever need to hear. Like forever.
I kiss his stomach and chest. His neck. His lips.
"I wanna play with you," I tell him, and his eyes flutter.
He hums with a half hearted nod, so I withdraw my fingers and trace a slick line up his torso.
"No, Little One. I wannaplaywith you."
"I wanna play with you, too."
"Oh, really? So what did you bring?"
Jin's eyes widen. "What are you talking about?"
