“Then you came along, with your blond hair and shiny blue eyes, your smile and your big open heart, and you saw me.”
I couldn’t stop my tears now. How could I?
“Don’t cry, sweetheart. I’m getting to the best part.”
I let out a half cry, half chuckle.
“I love you, Joel. I’m sorry I didn’t say it before, but I do. I don’t care what we do or where we live as long as we do it together because I don’t think I can exist if you’re not in my life.
“No, that’s not right. I could exist, but it wouldn’t be living, and I want to live. I can’t go back to just drinking water when I know there’s so much more on the menu.”
“Like custard tarts?” I chuckled.
His kiss was gentle. His lips closing over mine like an apology followed by a promise. I ran my tongue over his lower lip and then sucked his upper lip. He gasped, allowing me to take over and tell him exactly how I felt.
The time we spent apart in the last week only served to increase my need for him. Nothing else mattered other than feeling his skin against mine. I pulled his T-shirt off at the same time he did the same for me.
I broke our kissing to taste his skin. I licked, bit, and sucked every inch I could get my mouth on. I was absolutely sure he was going to have some visible marks on his neck in addition to those I was leaving on his chest, but I didn’t care. I would have merged my body with his if I could.
“Fuck, sweetheart, you’re going to... fuuuck...”
“Yes, that’s right, baby,” I said as I moved my assault further south. “We need you out of these jeans.” Fucking clothes, I was going to burn them all.
Just as I got to his fly, David stopped me.
“Bedroom.”
Now that’s a one-word sentence I could live with.
By the time we got to David’s bedroom, we were completely naked. I stopped to look at David, his skin so soft covering hard muscle underneath, the dark hairs that peppered his chest and legs... his eyes, a complete window into his soul.
How could I not love this man? I don’t think there was ever a chance we wouldn’t find our way to each other.
“Are you going to carry on staring at me, or are you going to finish what you started?”
I looked at the marks that were starting to appear on his chest with appreciation and giggled.
“Oh, I’ll finish it.” I jumped on him with such force that he landed on the bed with me on top of him. I was surprised we didn’t break it.
I loved making out with David. For all his inexperience, he was very open when we were together. He gave and took in equal measure. It was perfect.
“Sweetheart,” he said between kisses, “I want...I...” His face was beet red, and he stopped making eye contact.
“What’s the matter?”
“I want to try... erm, I want to feel you inside me.”
“Jesus, baby, are you sure? We don’t have to do that.”
“I want to. Well, I’m shit scared it’ll hurt, but your face the other day when I was inside you... God, I want to feel that.”
“Oh, you like my ‘I’m being fucked so good’ face.”
“I like all your faces, but yeah, that one in particular.”
“I’m all up for that, but right now, I need to feel you inside me.” I reached for his bedside table where he had the condoms and lube. The memory of what David had done to me the last time I was in this position got me harder if that was even possible. Yeah, we were going to have to do that pretty damn soon.
I threw the condom at David and lay on my back with my knees up to my chest and started prepping myself using the lube and my fingers. The burn felt good, but I knew it would feel even better in a minute.
