“Do you know what I want you to keep in mind?” He crossed his arms and stared at me, so I grabbed my cock and gave it a squeeze. His eyebrows jumped up and back down.
“What?”
“We do our best work together.” He settled on top of me on the bed, and I’d lost the plot on what we were even arguing about because all I could do was revel in the feel of his solid weight, especially when he rolled his hips, teasing both of us. I wasn’t the only one with wood. Usually when I fucked, getting off was the clear finish line, but Aspen had a way of drawing things out and keeping me on edge, and I had no idea how much time passed while we ground our cocks together. Sweat dripped from his temples and my suit stuck to me.
“Wish we were naked,” I gasped out.
“Yeah.”
My muscles quivered and I burned to get off with him as I bucked and kept up the pace he’d set.
“Let me fuck ye,” I mumbled against his lips.
“No,” he said, giving me a smirk before he went back to kissing me.
I growled, but the memory of those stitches kept me from doing any of the things that flashed through my mind—the biggest one being shoving him on his back and ripping off his trousers. He rocked against me and caught my confined cock at the perfect angle. I groaned. Aspen took the opportunity to fuck his tongue into my mouth, and my mind was oddly clear. Usually I was alone when I was feeling this riled up and worried about everyone—because I went off and found a spot to hide out—but today I had him. He held me and he was right here with me. I shoved everyone away most of the time, but Aspen hadn’t let me.
I liked it.
No, I loved it.“Love you.”
He growled and kissed me harder, dragging me off the bed and unsteadily to my feet.
“What are ye doing? Yer shoulder.” My head rushed with the change of position and my cock pulsed so much that I shuffled closer to pump my hips against him.
“I don’t fucking care. Clothes off.” Those low words coming from his lips aimed at me were fecking hot, and I didn’t think—I obeyed. I stripped as quickly as I could, and when I was naked, he grabbed me by the cock. I gulped as he walked toward the wall.
“Ye’ve seen me lead someone around like this.”
“Do you like it?”
I nodded. “Aye.”
He grinned and shoved me against the wall. I didn’t move because he stroked me, and I’d been hungry for him the whole time he was teasing me. My toes dug in against the carpet.
“Damn it, Aspen. I’ve never felt quite like this,” I murmured.
“That’s because you’re always in a rush to bust your nut. You don’t ever slow down and appreciate what’s happening with me.” He smirked, and I closed my eyes, tilting my head back. I scrabbled at his hips and held on, but he let go of my cock.
“Feck,” I snarled and glared, sliding my hand down to my groin. He smacked it away.
“Did you like what we were doing so far?”
“Aye. Feck yes,” I whispered.
Aspen kissed me, and I nipped at his lip. He shoved me back against the wall hard and slammed his mouth over mine—I loved it. I was gasping for air when he left me standing there and went to the bedside cabinet to open the drawer. I moaned as he slid off his trousers and underwear at the same time. He stared at me while slicking his cock with lube. His skin glowed with sweat and I fecking wanted him.
“Why’m I here and ye’re there?”
“You’ll find out,” he said, stalking back over to me.
“What the hell do ye think ye’re doing? I’m not wee Vail,” I mumbled, my entire body on fire as he slid his arms around me and lifted. The sensation was strange and had the pit of my stomach dancing around.
“I know. You can pull your own weight. I can’t hold you with this wound.” He grinned, and I clasped my thighs around him, feeling the power of the position. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and tried not to hurt him, but I had no idea if I was succeeding, and he didn’t open his mouth to let me know. I flexed my thighs, and he grinned.
“What do ye want me to do?”
“Slide down onto my dick.” He leaned in, driving me back against the wall, then bit hard on my neck. I whined at the sensation coupled with being stuck against his muscles, but I squeezed my legs tighter around him. He sucked on the spot he’d bitten, taking away the sting.
