He threw his head back. The way he moved felt as though he were offering himself to me, granting me access wherever I wanted it.
Surrendering himself to me.
“Liam, have you been tested?” Considering how caught up we were in the moment, it surprised me, but then the way we were going at it, it made sense. He added, “I had a full panel, and I’m negative. I haven’t done anything with anyone since we started…whatever we started doing.”
“Aside from kissing that bastard.”
He smirked as though amused at how jealous I was.
And he deserved to know I was jealous…how much I wanted him to be mine and only mine.
“This mouth is all yours whenever you want it. Not that you need to want it or anything,” he said, as though trying to take back any pressure he might have put on that.
“I tested myself before coming back,” I told him.
“Tested yourself?”
“You think in my work as an agent I don’t have tests for everything ready at my disposal?”
He chuckled. “Oh yeah, of course.”
“That said, I’m negative too. Why? Did you want to go without a condom?”
“Kind of like the idea of having you inside me like that.”
“You’re blushing again.”
“In case you haven’t noticed, I don’t mind blushing around you, Liam.”
“You shouldn’t. There’s nothing wrong with wanting that if we’re being safe, and really, I want it too.”
“Oh, really? You want to be up in me raw, Agent McKinney?”
I ran the back of my forefinger down the dip in the middle of his abs, to his navel. “Not an agent anymore, remember? And I want to do a lot of things to you, Pretty Thing.”
“Maybe your Pretty Thing wants to be your Dirty Thing tonight.”
“My Pretty Thing’s always been a Dirty Thing too.”
We shared a laugh, and he crawled out from under me, but I instinctively snatched him from behind.
“Now where the hell do you think you’re going?” I said, unable to split with him for long. Too much time had already passed without my arms around him.
I pulled him back against me so that my cock slid along the crack of his ass. A preview of what I wanted, and damn, how well that ass fit against my pelvis.
I whispered in his ear, “I want to be inside you right now.”
“Well, the sooner you let me grab some lube, the sooner I can let that happen.”
I growled, knowing I had to release him, but not wanting to part, even for that moment. I ran my hand down his side, then cupped his ass, enjoying how good it felt in my palm. “Maybe if we move over there together, just crawl like this, like we’re glued together,” I teased.
“Shut the fuck up,” he replied with a laugh, and I released him, requiring every bit of strength in me to pull my arms from him.
He fetched the lube from the nightstand and returned to me, sliding right back against me effortlessly. I reached for the lube, but he raised it over his head.
“What are you doing?”
“You want it, you gotta take it,” he said as he began a game of keep-away, which he quickly lost as I pulled it from his grip.
