“You didn’t sound serious.”
“I suppose you’re not the only one who’s rather bad at expressing themselves,” he said with a shrug. “Neither of us has been all that good at it if I’m honest.”
That was true. I had always fallen back on expressing myself through anger, and when anger didn’t feel appropriate, it was jokes or ways to avoid getting to the heart of what was actually bothering me. In comparison, Levi had always used his brains and quieter nature to keep from showing his feelings properly.Not that it had ever been a problem for either of us when it came to each other.
“This is the strangest conversation I’ve had in the longest time,” Levi said with a laugh and then reached up toward the ceiling with a groan. I knew he was probably in pain from pulling his wound, but I found my eyes jumping to the flash of his stomach when his shirt pulled up. Such a small thing, and yet I was instantly back to the conversation about blowjobs, moaning, and far better sex than we’d had in a long time. “Ow. But at the same time, it’s only strange because it’s a completely normal conversation.”
“I’m sorry, I was distracted by you showing skin,” I told him.
He gave me a funny look. “You know, I remember when we were younger, you weren’t all that into me, like...my body. It was always the idea of doing things with me that did it for you, not like...seeing my ass or my stomach or something.”
“No, I definitely...did feel things about...those,” I said. There had to be a better way to say that, but eh, it was what it was.
“I just remember it didn’t really matter what I looked like, but if I talked about sex with you, that’s when you got interested,” he said with a wry chuckle. “I never knew if I should feel good about that or not. On the one hand, it meant you were interested in me; on the other, it meant you weren’t interested in my body. So I was left feeling a little used, like it was just the sex that you wanted, but it was also me you wanted to do sexual things with. Very confusing.”
“I mean, generally I see a guy, and I’m not like ‘damn, that man is fine,’“ I admitted. “I don’t really get turned on by seeing a guy bend over when he’s got a nice ass in the same way I would a woman. But I can definitely tell you I’m not as weird and wishy-washy about things as I was back then. Because I definitely just saw a bit of your stomach and I was distracted from the serious, adult conversation we were having.”
“I see, so the idea of my naked body is attractive to you, but notjustbecause you can stick your dick in it.”
“Wow! Is that how you saw it back then?”
“Definitely felt like that at times.”
“Well, I’ve had my dick inside you twice in one day, and I can definitely say it was fun,” I said, pacing toward him, hooking my arm around his waist, and swinging him around. “But I can also say thatyouare attractive to me. You could bend over right now, and I would definitely be staring at your ass. You could lick your lips, and I’d be having thoughts. Not really sure if that’s all that different from what you were worried about when you were younger, but?—”
“It probably doesn’t sound a whole lot different, but it feels different,” he said, looking up at me as if analyzing everything we’d just said and what he was feeling. “And I can definitely feel something else going on right now.”
“Ah, well, you see,” I told him as I picked him up and set him on the table this time, laughing when he gave me a dirty look for doing it twice. “I know life has been weird for you and all, but that’s called a penis. Most people like to call it a dick, and when they’re feeling spicy, a cock.”
“You are...insufferable sometimes,” he said with a shake of his head. “I suppose it was too much to ask that you might have grown up a little now you’re in your thirties.”
“I’ll grow old, but I refuse to grow up,” I said as I reached up the leg of his shorts and made a soft noise of affirmation when I found his cock, wrapping my fingers around it. “Hmm, freeballing when doing business with your young personal assistant? Kinky.”
“I wouldn’t sleep with him if my life depended on it,” he said. “And quit talking about him while you’re groping me, it makes it...weird.”
“You say that, but I’d put down good money that you suddenly just became interested in the fact that I’m shirtless,” I said with a grin.
“Honestly, it’s been difficult to focus the entire time we’ve been talking because you’ve been walking around looking like a goddamn jeans model. Did you have to wear the type that hangs so low I can see your pubic hair?” he asked, and while he was trying to sound grumpy, his dick was getting hard in my hand quickly, betraying him.
“Me? I think you enjoyed those little peeks,” I told him with a snort as I began stroking him. “Just like I’m sure you’ll enjoy it when you realize I’ve been touching your dick without hesitating in the slightest.”
“Perhaps,” he said, and while he was trying not to give in, I could see he was losing the battle.
“Uh-huh,” I said to show I didn’t believe his attempt for a second, as I pulled the string to his shorts to loosen them before pulling my hand out of his shorts to yank them down. The shirt could be removed later, but for now, I yanked his shorts off and tossed them into the living room so he was left naked from the waist down.
Bending down, I sank my teeth into his inner thigh with more force than I would have dared to use on his neck and shoulders, making him groan as I stroked his hips. Nuzzling against his thighs, I stared up at him as I gripped the base of his dick and brought it toward me, wrapping my lips around it without warning. I had no delusions that I was going to be able to match what he had done last night; my skills in the oral department were more honed for the fairer sex. But I could see the way his eyes widened as he watched me do it without hesitation, not needing to build up to it like I had all those years ago. It was funny because I already knew I’d gotten over thatweird hurdle about not wanting to do things that were ‘too gay,’ but he was going to keep experiencing it until he adjusted to it.
Even if I did still have a lingering feeling about that, I would have been able to get over it real quick from the way he groaned as I sucked the head of his dick, sheer excitement and pleasure suddenly taking over on his face. Considering our earlier conversation, I bet not many people, other than me, got to see him give in to those feelings. In fact, probably all his other partners had seen a more reserved version of the man sprawled out on his dining room table, holding himself up on his elbows as he watched me suck him off.
“Oh, the things I would have given once upon a time to see that happening right in front of me,” he groaned as I tried to take more of him in my mouth. Sure, he wasn’t quite as large as me, but neither was I anywhere near as skilled as him, so I wasn’t going to go too deep unless I wanted to risk bringing the coffee back up, which neither of us wanted. “You look...fantastic like this, Dom.”
The compliment went straight to my core, and I forgot my limits a little as I surged forward to take him even further down my throat. His hand closed into my hair and gripped tight as I sucked him down. It had been ages since I’d done something like this, especially since the last time I’d been with a guy who wasn’t Levi; it had been a quick thing with a cute reporter who was obvious about how anxious he was to get me alone. He’d succeeded, and I was impressed that he had come prepared when I led him into the empty locker room and bent him over a bench.
With Levi, though, I was going to savor every moment and see just how far I could push my limits while I made sure he made all those wonderful noises. It wasn’t just the noises that were doing it for me; it was the fact that he was losing his self-control because of me, not just because of what I was doing butbecause of who I was to him. It was a trust I’d never had with anyone else, and had never really looked for. Now I knew why.
“Fuck,” he hissed when I pulled off to run my tongue down the underside of his shaft to his balls. “C-careful.”
I remembered how sensitive his balls were, and I was careful as I continued pumping his dick with my hand while I bathed him with my tongue. Boldness filled me, and I didn’t think twice before grabbing one of his legs, kneeling, and pulling him closer. It was something I’d never dreamed of doing when we were younger, and I’d never had any interest in doing it with anyone else, man or woman, but I was willing to give it a shot now because...well, it was Levi.
