“You’re going to find out how it feels to be taken by surprise, baby.” The first time I used the term of endearment, I’d barely registered it in my lust fog, but when it slipped out again, it felt so right.
Adam moved under my touch, his back undulating as he sought friction from the mattress.
“River…” His voice was a low moan as I parted his cheeks, the sound sending ripples of satisfaction through me.
I lowered my mouth to his hole, and he arched beneath my touch, a gasp escaping him. The taste of him was heady, and I reveled in the way his body responded so viscerally to my touch.
“God, yes,” he groaned.
Feeling him unravel, hands fisting the sheet, hips pushing back against me, was the most powerful I’d ever felt. His cockleaked onto the sheet, and I took a moment to appreciate how effortlessly he was coming undone for me.
“River…I’m—” The words were cut off by a sharp intake of breath as his orgasm hit. He came in full-body shudders that seemed to rip through him like a storm. His body jerked until he released a blissful sigh.
I moved up his body, lying beside him and pulling him into my arms. “Now that’s how you start your morning,” I said, my words tinged with affection and a hint of triumph.
His laugh was breathless. “That was…wow. No wonder both my brothers are with men. I’ve read about it in romance novels, but why didn’t anyone tell me it wasthatgood?”
I laughed and placed a kiss on his forehead. “There are certain things you can’t experience until you’re ready.” And I didn’t mean just sex but also the connection, the revealing parts of ourselves we hadn’t shared with anyone else, and the implicit trust we put in our partner.
“Hey, with the way you loved that, you’d probably enjoy bottoming,” I teased.
Adam’s laughter was rich and warm. Moments like these reminded me how natural this all felt—how something that could have been fraught with uncertainty instead felt like the most honest expression of who we were together.
Defying my expectations, he surged forward, his lips crashing against mine in a kiss that stole my breath away. “Can we try that…later?”
I blinked, processing the turn of events. “You…want to bottom?”
A tinge of pink colored his chest, neck, and face. “I’ve been doing some…um…research.” He hid his face in the crook of my neck. “I want to be everything you need.”
“Fuck, Adam. You already are. You don’t need to bottom for me or prove anything.” He’d already been everything I neededbefore I got to taste his lips again or find out how beautiful he looked when he gave himself over to an orgasm.
“I know I don’t have to, but as evidenced by the pool of cum under me, my body is more than willing to experiment.”
“Okay, we’ll try later, if you’re up for it,” I said.
“I’m already up for it.” He flipped his leg over mine, showing me how much he really was.
“He’s gonna have to wait because we’re taking a shower, and then while I make us breakfast, you’re going to change the bed sheets. Then we’re going out for the best date ever.”
“Why do I have to change the bed sheets?” he said with mock indignation.
“Because you made them dirty.”
I slapped his ass and jumped out of bed toward the bathroom.
The morning unfolded in a lazy breakfast of pancakes, syrup, and bacon drowned in a gallon of coffee.
“So, what are we doing today that will make it the best date ever?” he asked, scoffing the last of his breakfast.
“David Lima is in Cliffborough for his new cookbook tour,” I began, watching as recognition flickered across Adam’s features. “He’s known for doing couples experiences wherever he goes. I signed us up. Could be fun to learn a new recipe together. What do you think?”
Adam’s smile grew wide, his excitement palpable. “You meantheDavid Lima?”
I nodded.
“River, that’s…amazing.” He sat up, his hand finding mine and squeezing it tightly. “I can’t believe you planned this. Mom is going to be so jealous when I tell her.”
He got up to clear the plates as I sat dumbfounded. It was the first time he’d mentioned his family in connection to what was happening between us. Would he tell them we were dating?
