He puts down the cup. “What is it?”
I stare at our fingers interlocked. “I really like you, Skyler.”
“I really like you, too,” he chirps.
“No, but…” Rubbing my forehead, I continue, “I just want you to know that…” I gaze at those gorgeous eyes behind his glasses. “I’m not dating you because Aisen left.”
“Uh, okay?”
“It might seem like I am. But the truth is, I’ve liked you for some time. I didn’t think I had time to date, but I realize now that, in actuality, I had forgotten what it was like to be a romantic partner.”
He gently smiles, silently urging me to go on. “Being friends with you reminded me of what it was like to want someone. To want to spend time getting to know them. To feel that spark. And losing Aisen taught me that life is too short.”
My throat goes dry. “I’m babbling, but what I’m trying to say is…I like dating you. I’d like to keep seeing you. And if Aisen decided to come back to Mareflow to live with me again tomorrow, I’d still want to keep seeing you.”
His face goes serious, and I lift up his hand to kiss it. “Don’t think you’re some replacement for the time I spent focusing on my nephew, my family, or anything else. You’re no one’s second choice; you’re Skyler. You’re incredible. I want to keep spending time with you and see where this goes. I’d even like to be your boyfriend, if you’d consider that.”
After a long pause, I’m afraid my little speech was too much. But in the next moment, he gets up and moves to my side of the table. Skyler kisses me hard, exploring my mouth with his tongue. He’s nearly on my lap, and we’re making out in public like teenagers.
He pulls off, and we both take a deep breath as our foreheads touch. “Not gonna lie, Reed,” he says with a smile. “I was afraidthat if you became a guardian again, you’d find that you wouldn’t have time for me anymore.”
“Baby, I’d make time.” I pull his face in, and we both moan as we continue to assault each other’s mouths. Skyler pulls me close, like he needs my body on his. I’m so hard, and I hope this date continues back at his place or mine.
He pulls off despite my primal yearning to feel his skin on mine.Stupid clothes, getting in the way.Before I shift and dig my tentacles underneath the buttons on his shirt, I look around.
Oh yeah, we’re in public. No one seems to be paying attention, but it’s best practice not to do any foreplay out in the open.
“You know,” he says, sitting on my lap. “I’ve never been boyfriends with a guy before…” He cranes his head toward my ear and whispers, “Without him exploring my ass with his cock.”
Monster god damn. My dick perks up, rubbing up against his tantalizing but still-clothed ass.
“Uhh...” My brain has gone blank.
“Unless that’s too much!” Skyler says, bolting upright. “I don’t wanna come off too…” He scratches the back of his head and looks away. Damn he’s adorable.
I take his hand and kiss it again. “My place, or yours?” I ask with hopefully a seductive tone.
His eyes light up. “Yours, please.” He tries to pull me up, but I remain firmly seated. “What?” he asks.
Grinning, I roll my eyes. “Give me like…a minute.” As I readjust my crotch, we both share a laugh.
***
I never understood in movies when the characters smash-cut to a private room while making out, leading up to a sex scene. It seemed overdramatic. That is, until we enter my foyer thirty minutes after leaving the Christmas markets. The drive herewasn’t particularly sexy, but all that changed the moment I closed the front door.
Skyler’s mouth is on mine, and we’re both moaning and huffing as we kiss. We try not to fumble as I lead him to the bed while kissing him. I take off my blazer, and he undoes my pants in record time. We laugh when I’m forced to hop around and ditch the trousers, all while Skyler deftly strips me of my shirt. Clothes on the floor, I take a moment to undo my shoes and socks. Now I’m clad in a white tank top and tented orange boxer shorts, and Skyler eyes me with delight.
I’ve never been an object of lust before. Skyler Dillinger continues to change everything I knew about myself.
We giggle, drunk on horniness, as we make it to my room. I undo his pants as he takes off his shirt. “So, I’m not really into topping, but what did you, um…?” he asks breathlessly.
He ditches his undershirt, and I stare at his lithe body. “I would be so damn honored to top you.” When I shuck off my boxers, my hardness bounces between my hips.
“Oh, Mr. Sung.” He gently pushes me onto the bed, and I laugh. Next, he pins me down and gives me a dangerous grin. “You’re not in control here. I have big plans for you,” he purrs.
“Do tell.”
He pecks my lips, then proceeds to travel southward. My eyes shut as his mouth trails kisses to both my nipples and down my abs. I want so much more than just a blowjob tonight, but I’m so turned on, I’m afraid I won’t last.
