“Why?”
The slight pain in his tone was enough to have me cave and let him into my condo, but I stayed strong.
“Because that’ll only increase the thoughts I’m having and that’s not going to do either of us any good.”
Puzzled, Wrex removed his hand from my shoulder, my body already missing his now absent touch. How my body was responding to him only solidified that I was doing the right thing at the moment.
“What thoughts, Wallace?”
“Thoughts of you on your knees in front of me.” I sighed boldly, turning away from him. “I’m…into you. And I know that it’s not exactly a forbidden thing here in D.C. but you’re a relative of an ORBIT board member. I can’t do anything to jeopardize that.”
“And what if Iwantto be on my knees in front of you?”
This conversation was sobering, but not enough that I didn’tquestion what I’d just heard. Facing him, I was completely taken aback when Wrex pulled me into a kiss, his lips crashing against me in a seductive display of what exactly his intentions were. His hands roamed over my back and hips, needing to gnaw at my body with his fingertips. My own hands slid over his skin, my palms reveling in the smooth yet hard rock appeal that his skin had. More than the smoothness, I was surprised by howwarmhis skin was, definitely warmer than a human’s.
I could taste the beer on his tongue as his mouth opened, equally given me access to him as much as I was giving him in return, and the lingering IPA made me break the kiss with a strike of clarity.
“Wait,” My breathing hitched, exacerbated by the hot and heavy make out we’d just implemented. “Are you sure you want to do this? Like this? We’ve both been drinking.”
“We’re not blackout, Wallace.” Wrex smirked. “I’m up for it if you are.” He grabbed my hand and put it on the bulge daring to rip the seams of his cutoffs. I gasped inwardly at how hard and hot he was, writhing underneath my fingertips. “I’m more than up for it, actually.”
My entire body felt like fire ants were implanted under my skin, tearing and gnawing at my flesh to break through my pores. I’d been lusting after Wrex for, okay, maybenotthat long, but long enough to where I never thought anything would actually happen. The prospect of getting to have my way with him was intoxicating, and I wanted to dive in before the invitation was revoked.
I made haste in opening the door to my condo, shoving in the key and turning it until it obeyed. Flinging open the door, I grabbed Wrex by the hips and pulled him into me, our lips melding together again in a cacophony of desire. His arms snaked a path along my back until he wrapped them around my neck, one of his palms playfully running through the hair on thenape of my neck. I pulled us further into my apartment, our movements combining together as I slammed the door shut and we meandered through the living space of my condo.
Wrex broke our kiss, taking a look around. “Your place looks great.”
“Thanks.” I smiled with a wide grin, my hands practically glued to his hips. I pushed mine forward so that I could get a greedy touch of our dicks pressed together. Wrex hissed with a laugh and then tangled his hand back into my hair.
“Eager to show me your bedroom?”
“Absolutely.”
Through tangled kisses and awkward sidesteps that followed idle laughter, we made it into my living room, pausing once our legs were parallel with the sectional couch that sat behind a marble-topped coffee table that I’d gotten on sale and the massive flat screen television that hung on the opposing wall. I was never more satisfied with myself that I’d gotten a king-sized bed than I was with the thought of Wrex being this close to my bedroom. He was a bigger guy, very broad and hefty because of his natural petrylle genetics. As we stood next to the couch, I roamed a hand over his bare stomach that was showing.
“You justhadto wear a crop top, didn’t you?”
“It’s all the crop top’s fault, huh?” Wrex snickered.
“Partly,” I admitted. “But mainly yours for being sofuckinghot.”
Wrex threw his head back quickly before grinning back at me. “Well, I should tell you, I have a weakness for redheads, so I was doomed from the start.”
“Lucky me, then.”
Snapping my hands back to his hips, my mouth found his again as we deepened our kiss. Our tongues were sliding together once more when Wrex ended the kiss, pushing me back lightly until my legs pressed hard around the couch, thepressure making me fall down on the couch with a light chuckle. My breathing hitched to skyscraper heights when Wrex fell to his knees, settling between my legs and pulling them wider so that he could properly fit between them. Haphazard breaths fell out of me as I stared into those blue eyes, full of simmering summers and my current melting pot.
“You said something about me being on my knees for you,” Wrex smirked that half-smile again, my cock hardening at the beautiful sight. “I’d like to oblige that particular fantasy and make it reality.”
“Fucking hell,” I managed to say.
As fucking hot as this was, and I mean like liquid magma was pooling through the veins in my legs as he lightly rubbed his palms against the fabric of my pants, I felt compelled to tell him the expectations of this. I’d just solidified to myself that I was in no way, shape, or form looking for anything other than tangible fun, despite my brief detour with the bartender. My divorce still lingered in the corners of my mind, in the caged ribs surrounding my still healing heart, and I didn’t want Wrex to be a victim of that mess.
“Wrex,” I said, clearing my throat and reaching out to lay my hands on his where they resided on my thighs. His eyes kept flashing to the tent in my pants, and I knew I needed to rip this audible band-aid off in order to get to the good part we were both eager to attend. “Wrex, I just want to be clear about something before we go any further.”
Curiosity danced behind his eyes, and he rocked back on his heels to stare up at me. “Okay.” He didn’t sound angry or upset, just interested to hear what I had to say.
Needing to rid myself of the truth, I blurted it out. “I’m not looking for anything other than…well, this. I’m just coming out of a messy divorce and I don’t want you to think that this could turn into…more right now.”
