Page 34 of Riding Pine
Shit.
“Yeah. I guess it could be a celebration.”
“Then I’m in.”
He leaves the bedroom, and I track him as he walks. The firm ass and muscular arms that made me feel safe. The hands and mouth that brought me to new sensations that I’m already addicted to. The goddamn swoopy feeling when he asked me to stay.
I’m more than in with him and keeping our relationship under the radar.
I’m stuck.
Lukas is a cuddler in his sleep. It’s adorable, and the lump in my throat grows.
Easing out from under his arm, I carefully find my way to the kitchen and get a glass of water. My body carries a gentle ache from all the bending we tried, and I smile with the memory of the night’s activities.
The shower was a different experience. It’s a tight space for Lukas by himself, but add a second body and slippery soap? Let’s just say I learned I loved having my dick sucked while water cascades over me. And I most certainly loved Lukas on his knees for me.
Naked as the day I was born, I browse his hockey photos on the wall in the living room. It’s like watching him grow up in real time. His team photos as a child, move into his teenage years, where he poses on his own. Such a serious face, and with the same intensity he has now.
With a step, I skirt the large potted plant on the floor and see more photos of Lukas, but smiling. I’m not a sports person, but it seems like a happy day while he holds a jersey with his name and an older couple.
That’s the only photo that includes other people. The rest are action shots of different teams and a few special pucks. Eventhough some photos show Lukas in the thick of the action and his face expresses a deep concentration for the game in front of him, it’s easy to see that this is his calling.
“Hey, is everything okay?”
Lukas’s sleepy voice sounds behind me, and I turn.
“Did I wake you? I’m fine. I just couldn’t sleep and didn’t want to wake you with all my rolling around.”
With sex-mussed hair and a boyish smile, he’s impossibly sexy. Almost godlike in the moonlight of his living room. Just as naked as me, he steps forward and trails his fingertips down my chest.
“If you woke me up, I wouldn’t mind. We could find a way to get back to sleep.”
“I don’t want to suck all the energy out of you. You need it for your job.”
His laugh is low and laced with sex. I love how it makes me shiver.
“You won’t. Just suck my dick. Or let me suck yours. I have an off day tomorrow. I can do this all night.”
“You mean me. You can domeall night.”
“I didn’t think I had to spell it out.”
“I need to ask you something.”
He nods, and I step close enough for our cocks to brush together. Cupping his cheek, I slide my hand into his hair and twirl the stray strands with my fingers.
“Are you sure you want to take this risk? What if you get in trouble for being with me? I’d hate for you to lose what you love, Lukas. When I fucked up and lost the circus, it was a tough pill to swallow.”
Okay. I guess I’m asking the important questions before I’m ready to hear the answer. His tongue darts out, moistening his lips, and he takes so long to answer that I step away from him.
“Sorry. Don’t pull away.” Lukas reaches for my arm and gently pulls me closer. “It’s just…you caught me off guard. But when I think about you being with anyone but me, it makes me…angry? Like, I don’t like the idea of you with anyone else, and I don’t want to wish you unhappiness while you wait for me.”
His brow furrows as if he shocked himself with that revelation.
“Well, I don’t like the thought of you with anyone else either.”
“So we do this and keep it to ourselves. The season will be over in no time, and we can reassess then.” Lukas’s soft gaze travels down my body, and how does he do that? He just has to look at me, and I want to bend to his every request.
