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“Andthey say I’m a romantic,” he teases, crawling into bed with me right behindhim. As soon as he lies on his back, I’m on top of him, his legs spread oneither side of my hips. Our kisses are wet and deep, and by the time I kissdown to his groin, his cock is as hard as stone. Good, I want him out of hismind with lust.
“Whatare you doing?” he gasps when I reach for a tube of banana flavored lube Istashed in the covers.
Flashinga grin, I show him. “I’m in the mood for a snack.” Rubbing it between my palmsto warm it a bit, I coat him in banana flavor. Truthfully, I don’t really carefor the flavored stuff, but this was the only way he wouldn’t guess where I’mheaded and freak out when I produced a bottle of lube.
“Ohfuck, Alex, yes,” he moans when I take him deep. I go slowly, licking and teasinghim, letting him get close, but not all the way there. Reaching between hischeeks, my lubed finger brushes over his hole, then presses against it. “Alex,”he gasps, squirming.
“Justtrust me, love.” His head falls back, his eyes slamming shut as I slip myfinger in. I never take my mouth off him, and he can’t bring himself to tell meto stop. Not even when I sink my finger all the way inside him. “I told you I’dmake you come harder than you ever have,” I warn, and run my fingertip over hisprostate.
Hiswhole body jerks. “Shit, Alex, don’t…I can’t.”
Myarm tightens around his thigh so he can’t twist away, and I rub his gland justright. He curses and writhes, trying to handle the overwhelming sensations he’snever felt. “Still want me to stop?” I tease, knowing the answer.
“Yes,no…fuck. I don’t know!” I’m torturing him, but it’s the best kind of torment.
“Stopfighting it. Get out of your head and just feel it.”
“Ican’t.”
“Youwill come for me, Ian. I’m not stopping until you do.”
“Idon’t want…”
“Iknow. You don’t want to like it, but it just feels so damn good. Now come forme.”
Mylips wrap around him and with a loud choked cry, he loses control, thrusting tomy throat and letting go. I swallow every bit he gives me, then crawl up towrap him in my arms. He throws an arm across his eyes, and I give him a fewminutes to sort out his emotions before asking, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah,fine,” he says shortly, and rolls out of bed. “I’m going to get cleaned up.”
Ilie in the dark trying to decide whether I should try to talk to him tonight,or give him some time to process. The next thing I know, the sun is peekingthrough the curtains and he’s asleep beside me. Damn it. I didn’t mean to fallasleep.
Thealarm blares and he hops out of bed without our usual morning routine offeeling each other up. “Ian, we should talk. Are you pissed?”
Heflashes me a smile that doesn’t reach his eyes. “Nope, I’m good. Just forgot Ihave an early staff meeting today.”
“Okay,I can grab some Chinese for dinner tonight if you want,” I offer, getting outof bed and heading for the shower. We can discuss things over dinner.
“Soundsgood.”
WhenI emerge from the bathroom, he’s already gone. He’s freaking out. Damn it, it’sgoing to be a long day.
Ian
Icecold rain slides down my windshield while I stare at it, a million jumbledthoughts tumbling around in my head. Last night with Alex was an eye-opener tosay the least. The way he touched me, I’ve never felt anything so good, notwith any woman I’ve ever slept with. And that was just a finger. I thought Icould do this. That I could have him without letting him have me. If last nightshowed me anything, it’s that he’s right, I did like it. Shame rolls through meas I admit to myself that I would like it if he fucked me. I just can’t dothat.
Heprobably thinks I’m pissed that he pushed me into trying something I’m notprepared to deal with, but that isn’t the case. I’m pissed that he can see whatI didn’t think was visible. I don’t just have feelings for a man; that I waslearning to deal with. Knowing I want him to fuck me is too much. It isn’t whoI am or who I want to be. If he can see my desires, what if others can too?
Howdo I walk into work with all those eyes on me? Just act normal while I go fromthe guy who can take home any woman he wants to the guy who likes to be fuckedin the ass? How can I keep Alex and not become someone else? Shit. Alex isright. I am afraid.
Theanswers aren’t going to come to me sitting in the parking lot of my office, soI force myself to get on with it. Brushing the rain from the shoulders of myblack suit jacket, I’m glad to see I’m the first one at work today. Of course,I’m almost two hours early thanks to my panicked jaunt out the door thismorning. Still, it’s a relief to have a little quiet to get my head togetherbefore I have to face people.
Theday goes smoothly, though I can’t seem to get Alex out of my mind. As fiveo’clock nears, Cam and Teddy pop into my office. “We’re going to Hype tonight,and you’re going with us,” Cam announces. “We need pussy.”
“Goodto know.” My computer is taking forever to shut down. “What happened tonipples?”
“Layla?”Cam scoffs. “Didn’t work out.”
“Isthat what you call it when a chick lifts your credit card and tops it out?”Teddy laughs, and Cam shoves him.
