Page 47 of M.M. Scrooge
Across the table, Max smiles at me. “Good?”
With my mouth crammed full, I can only nod and mutter my affirmative.
He takes a more reasonably sized bite and assures me his is good as well.
We eat. We chat. We laugh.
I like Max. I mean, he looks the same as that guy who fucked my thighs in a public shower, but it’s almost like he’s a different person. Warmer. More attentive. More interested in me than I would ever have guessed based on our first interaction. I can’t put my finger on it, but maybe I don’t need to. Maybe it’s safe not to overanalyze each detail and just enjoy it instead.
When our meals have disappeared into our bellies, we leave Nature & Noodles for the restaurant next door because it has a bar. Max orders a beer, and I get a mojito. The minty fresh drink is cool on my tongue after such a savory dinner.
We don’t run out of things to talk about. I’m never reaching for what to ask next. There are no uncomfortable silences. Being with Max is easy. Comfortable. I’m not sure why I’m so surprised, but I am. Pleasantly so.
He drives me back to my place, and I already know I want him to come inside. Fuck me. Stay the night. Stay the week. Be my boyfriend.
Fuck. Snap out of it. It’s just one date.
But my feelings are so intense. Maybe because I lost my Dad. Maybe because Max came out of nowhere like a wet dream come true. Maybe because it’s almost Christmas, and there’s something magical about this time of year.
The car comes to a stop in my driveway. Some cheeky spirit braver and more direct than me takes over my mouth. “Tell me you brought condoms this time.”
A wickedly handsome smile curls on Max’s kissable lips. “An entire box.”
“Me too.” I grab him by the tie and tug him across the console for a kiss. “Let’s see how many we use.”
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Daniel issoft and delightfully loose-limbed but hard in just the right place. I’m dizzy with desire for him.
We stumble through his house, kissing, shedding clothes, kicking off shoes. I don’t bother looking around. I can get the tour later. What I want now is to see Daniel naked in his bed, arms stretched for me to join him.
The picture, when it happens, is even more beautiful in real life than in my imagination.
His bed is already rumpled. Cream jersey knit sheets smell of fruity shampoo. I fold Daniel into my arms, roll us over so he’s settled on top of me, and relish his kisses for the gift that they are. Minty, heated, sweet, and demanding at once.
He lifts his face enough to stare down at me, black pupils swallowing dark brown irises whole. He grinds us together. “Need you so much.”
“You can have me. Whatever you want.” I open my legs to make room for him between them. “I want it too.”
His lids flutter shut. When he opens them again, his eyes are clearer. “Do you bottom, Max?”
“If that’s what you want.”
“Is it what you like?”
It isn’t. Not really. But I’d do it for Daniel, and I’m sure I’d enjoy every second. “I like you. Any way I can have you.”
Daniel stills, his warm weight on my chest, our ribcages expanding and contracting against each other, cocks nudging. My skin is on fire for more of him.
“Max.” Our eyes lock. “I want you in me so deep I can’t think straight. I want you to fuck the higher thought out of my mind. Then after we’re spent, I want you to stay the night so we can do it again in the morning.”
His words hit like lava in my veins. “Yes. All of that. Let’s do that.” I grab him around the middle and flip him onto his back so fast he squeals. His legs part and wrap around my waist with the flexibility of a dancer. His mouth tastes of rum, mint, and spice. I can’t get enough of him.
The sounds he makes go straight to my head. Little whimpers. A moan as I fist my fingers in his hair and tug to expose his neck. A gasp when I bite him there, gently but firm enough to let him feel it.
Daniel arches into my every touch. Writhes and wriggles beneath me. A feast to be glutted on, and I’m eager to take my fill. I’m counting my lucky stars that what he most desires is exactly what I want to give him. I’m going to make him feel so good. Going to wring every sweet sound from his lips until he passes out from the pleasure. Starting with his perky bubble butt.
