“I got tested,” I said, the words tumbling out like a confession. “I’m negative.”
We’d never talked about not using condoms, but I’d gotten tested after we’d had sex and I came inside him in the condom. All I’d thought about after that was how I wanted nothing between us. The thought of my cum leaking out of his ass afterward had gotten me hard every time I thought about it.
“Are you sure?”
“I’ve never been so sure of anything. River, every single cell in my body wants you.”
He groaned. “Fuck, Adam, you certainly know how to get a guy going.”
“I sure hope so, but there’s only one guy I’m interested in.”
I flipped us so I was on top of him, and it was my turn to explore his skin, tasting the salt and heat of him as I made my way down his body. When my mouth encased his cock, taking him in, his groans became music to my ears.
“Tell me you’re negative too,” I said, running my tongue down his shaft, exploring the area leading to his hole. I’d alsobeen researching rimming and other ways of bringing pleasure to a man.
“Adam…” His hands fisted in the sheet as his hips bucked, seeking more. “I’m negative. Fucking fuck, you’re killing me.” He raised his head and pulled me up so we were face-to-face. “I got tested after the last time I had sex with someone… It’s been a while since.”
“Really? How long?”
He groaned. “Can we not talk about it?”
“You’ve piqued my curiosity.”
“Eighteen months, okay? It was after you told me how serious you were about Victoria. There was this guy I’d been talking to. We got along well so I hoped maybe he could turn into the one, you know? Newsflash, he wasn’t the one.”
“Because the sex was bad?” I teased.
“No, you fucker, because there’s only ever been onethe one, and that’s you. Now pass me the lube so I can take that smug look off your face.”
I laughed. “You think having your fingers and your dick in my ass will remove my smug smile? Baby, welcome to Adam 2.0, the bi-edition.”
He grabbed the lube from the bedside table and placed it by the pillow, then he held my hands, pinning them above my head and kissing me gently.
“You found a label?” he asked.
“Not really. I’m toying with a few different ones, but it’s not easy because, until you, I had no interest in men.”
“Ahh,” he said, “the magic dick.”
“The what?” I laughed.
“The magic dick that turns straight men gay, players into straight-laced monogamous men. You know, in romance novels?”
“Oh my god.” I almost cried from laughing. “You do not have a magic dick.”
He wiggled his eyebrows. “Wanna bet?”
I wrapped my hand around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. “It’s what I’m here for. Now, let’s stop talking and get down to business.”
“Yes, sir,” he whispered against my lips.
“Oh, I could get used to that.”
He slapped my ass and then hooked my leg over his hip.
“I need to see you unravel, baby. Show me everything, okay?”
I nodded, swallowing dry as he coated his fingers with lube and massaged my rim.
