He nodded, eyes wide, and I bit my tongue to keep from letting loose with the L-word.
“Kiss me,” I said instead, because hello, possibly true or not, I’d just recently graduated to the B- and R-words, thank you very much. Going for the L was some serious next level shit. A guy had to work up to these things, alien mind-control or not.
Sean licked his lips, then pushed himself forward against my hand so he could go up on his toes and do it. And Jesus, that mouth? Fucking delicious. Andyes, I loved to use it in other ways too, but not gonna lie, somewhere along the line I’d officially converted to a fan of just kissing for the sake of it.
Totally Sean’s fault, so damn sweet with just a hint of dirty. Kissing him always made me want to keep right on doing it forever, just wrap him up and hold him against me like some kind of cheesy-ass chick flick finale or something... but at the same time,everytime, it made me want to fuckingownhim.
Make him beg me to touch his pretty little cock for him the way he still couldn’t.
Shove him down to his knees and let him suck me dry.
And yes—hellyes—kissing him also made me want to fuck him the way I was suddenly feeling kinda desperate to… and not just desperate in the whole my-cock-needs-it way that was basically my default state, but desperate like it suddenly felt goddamnnecessaryafter the scare he’d just given me with that whole “I’m leaving you” bullshit.
Necessary like it would bind us together or some shit.
Like doing it would mean I really did own him… laid claim to him… could make him mine and keep him that way. And yeah, yeah, I knew that was pretty stupid given how many guys I’d fucked and walked away from without a backward glance—it was just gonna be sex, not some weird soul-bonding experience or whatever—but with Sean, it still felt like it would be different.
With him,everythingwas different.
So yes, I was fully aware that finally getting my cock into his ass shouldn’t have meant anything more than both of us finding another way to get off, but since I was already tipping dangerously close to L-territory with every passing breath, it… well, it felt like it would.
“Good boy,” I murmured when he finally pulled away and smiled up at me shyly. I ran a hand down his back to squeeze a handful of that perfect little ass. “See how well you follow directions? And tonight when we go inside, that’s all you gotta do, okay? It’s gonna be fun.”
“Okay,” he said, breathing the word out happily because I was a goddamn rock star when it came to taking care of him and soothing away those nerves of his.
“You’re gonna enjoy yourself, sweetness,” I told him, almost ready to level up right then and there.
Before I could slip and accidentally do that, the door we were headed for in a second swung open behind me, disgorging a couple of laughing guys in ass-hugging shorts that I might have taken as an invitation if I’d had eyes for anyone but Sean. Their exit was accompanied by a burst of bass-thumping music that stole Sean’s attention for a moment and made his eyes go wide.
“Iknowyou’re gonna have a good time, baby,” I said firmly, drawing his attention back to me where it belonged before any doubts could creep into those pretty eyes of his. “Because I want you to and you’re so damn good at making me happy.”
He bit his lip, his cheeks going pink with pleasure from the praise, and yep, just like that, we were good again.
Not gonna lie, I loved how easy it was to get a response from him… and there was no more satisfying way to do it than by telling him all the things he did right.
Which, for the record, was goddamneverything.
“You planning on mauling that twink all night or you coming inside, Graham?” called out Troy, the bouncer who manned the back entrance.
“You referring to the quality time I was just spending here with myboyfriend?” I shot back, grabbing Sean’s hand and pulling him toward the door.
And that’s right, the B-word rolled right off my tongue that time without a hitch. It knew it was my bitch now... and it liked it.
Also fun? The way dropping the B-bomb made Troy’s smirk turn into wide-eyed surprise.
“Because if so, the answer to both those questions is yes,” I informed him as he opened the door for us, letting out another wave of music that made Sean cling to me even tighter... although if I was being real, the correct answer to Troy’s questions would’ve been ahellto the yes.
All night. Every night. Always.
And even though I’d gotten a little side-tracked with the whole planning-for-the-future curveball Sean had thrown me a minute ago, my mission to make him beg for my cock by the end of the night was back on, too. I mean, Ihadpromised him a good time, right? And just like with the other thing—not letting him go, and definitely not at his parents’ say-so—I was always gonna keep my promises to my boy.
11
Sean
I probably should have been tiredby the time Tyson and I got back to the dorms, but even though it was super late and he’d actually made me dance forhours, it really had turned out to be fun, just like he’d promised. Fun andexciting…thatkind of exciting.
I blushed just thinking about it, because I mean, I guess most of what we’d been doing hadn’t actually beendancingand probably shouldn’t even have been done in public at all, but I hadn’t worried about it like Tyson had said not to, because I really did trust him to take care of me. Well, that and because everything felt okay when he was in charge, even the stuff I knew I probably shouldn’t have been doing at all, much less in front of other people.
