There was no other word for it.
Sure, he was grumpy, and maybe sometimes he had a hard time understanding basic human contact—or even conversation—but that was what made him perfect. It made him special. I would have given anything to call him mine. A part of me even believed he was meant for me, and as much as I wanted to hold onto that, the last thing I needed was to have to mend a broken heart for the new year.
Too late,a voice whispered in the back of my mind.
And yeah, it was. I was head over dildos for this man.
“I’m gonna eat this ass, elf,” he said, almost like a warning. “You’re gonna keep your hands on my bike, and I expect youto make a fucking mess all over that seat when you’re ready to come. Hear me?”
“I hear you. Loud and clear.” I nodded, trying my hardest not to laugh.
“I’m on PrEP and clean. You got anything I need to be—”
“Nope! Yeah, same. I am very strict with my work partners, and I haven’t had one in months, and I’ve been tested three times since the last time I was with anyone.” It all came out so fast it almost didn’t even sound like a human language.
He chuckled deeply at me. I turned my head to scowl at him, but lost my thoughts and breath the moment he dropped to his knees. He spread my cheeks and dove in with no hesitation.
I’d had my ass eaten before.
Or so I thought I had.
Nope. Nothing I’d done could ever be compared to this. I had a good idea that nothing in the future with other someones would compare, either.
My whole body shook as he lapped at my rim. I softened up for him in no time. And then I was gasping and panting as he fucked me with his tongue.
I saw stars. I flew out of this world and got lost somewhere in the deep pockets of space.
“Killjoy,” I moaned. Or possibly pleaded.
“Ah, fuck it. I changed my mind,” he said, and I nearly groaned as he let go of my ass cheeks.
His hands were on my hips, and he spun me around. “Up,” he urged as he guided me back to the seat.
I slid until my ass was on the seat, sitting sideways and feeling rather silly. I didn’t know much about motorcycles, but I knew this wasn’t how it worked.
He lifted one of my legs, putting my foot on a peg. Then he lifted the other until it was pressed against the cool chrome that covered the back tire.
I would have sworn there was a smile on his face as he pulled my jock down and tucked it under my balls. Everything became a blur as he sucked me down.
I wasn’t going to last long.
I wasn’t going to last another minute.
“Killjoy,” I said, tugging at his hair.
“Aaron,” he said before he went back to choking on my dick.
“Aaron,” I said, loving the way it rolled off my tongue. “Oh, Aaron, fuck, I’m going to…”
My hips jerked up. He took my cock in deep. Then I was spilling into his mouth, watching through a hazy gaze as he swallowed every drop down.
Then he carefully tucked me back in. I was in his arms a second later. I fought to come back to earth as he sat in the chair next to the fire, tucking me into his lap. A heavy blanket fell around my shoulders, and it smelled of oil and man, and all things him.
I buried my nose in it, inhaling deeply.
“Sorry, it’s all I got. It’s the one from the floor that I work on. Keeps the cold from the concrete sinking into my bones.”
I smiled and kissed him on the cheek.
