The sexy man smirked. “And what, exactly, do you want to do?”
We both laughed as Holden picked me up and carried me to his bedroom. He put me on the bed and smirked. “I want to kiss you everywhere and maybe get fucked by you, hot stuff.”
I sucked in a breath. “What?”
“I love to fuck, but if you’d rather fuck me first, I’m down. I’m vers. I want you to know that I trust you, Avery. I’ll give myself to you so you know you can trust me.”
What? He’d let me fuck him?
“You’d let...? Holden, you don’t have to do that. If you want me that way, then I’ll do it, but you don’t have to—”
His index and middle fingers gently covered my mouth. “Shh. I want to make sure you know I’m not a macho asshole, Avery. I want a relationship with you, okay?”
I was stunned. Holden Rose wanted a relationship with me? That couldn’t be right.
“You don’t know anything about me, Holden. Why? Why would you want to have a relationship with me?” I sounded like an idiot.
Holden exhaled. “There’s something about you. I want to be with you, Avery, any way you want.”
I couldn’t help it. “Why, Holden? Why do you want to be with me?”
His gorgeous smile had me unable to breathe. “You’re gorgeous and you make me laugh. I want us to see where this can go.”
“I want to be with you, too. Can we...?”
“We can do anything you want, Avery.” He lifted the bottom of his shirt and revealed those sexy abs I’d felt against my back when we were on the couch.
I watched as he folded his shirt and put it on the chair to the left. He reached for me to sit up and then helped me take off my sweater, frowning when he saw the thermal shirt beneath. “Do you chill easily?”
As I stared at all of that gorgeous curly hair, my skin flamed. I imagined all of that hair brushing over my back while he fucked me from behind. I glanced up to see a concerned expression on his handsome face. “Oh, uh, yeah.” That big silver scar going down my chest would bring questions I wasn’t ready to answer.
“Are you cold? I can boost the thermostat.” He started to walk away, but I wasn’t ready for him to leave.
I grabbed his hand. “I’ll just leave on my shirt. I’m not as muscular as you.”
Holden grinned. “I don’t want a guy likeme. I want you, and I’m sure I can keep you warm.”
His lips met mine as he pulled me up the bed with him. I wrapped my arms and jean-clad legs around his waist as his thick forearms slid under my shoulders, his hands resting beside my throat.
"Where did you come from, Avery Langhorn, and why has it taken me so long to find you?" My face flushed at his beautiful romantic words.
"Vir-Virginia?" My voice squeaked again, so I cleared my throat.
Holden grinned at me before he fell to the side and opened my pants. He stopped and stared into my eyes. “This okay?”
If he was going to ask for permission every time he made a move, it was going to take forever for us to get down to business. I quickly shoved my jeans and briefs down, pulling them and my socks off so I was bare except for my thermal shirt.
“May I help you with yours?” I reached for the top button on his baggy 501 jeans. He gave me a quick nod, so I proceeded to unbutton all of them, seeing sexy red boxer-briefs with an enticing treasure trail leading into them.
Holden planted his feet on the bed and lifted his hips so I could pull them down. After I had his jeans off—folding them and putting them on the chair as he’d done with his shirt—I nuzzled into his groin, inhaling the mouth-watering scent of pure male.
I rubbed my nose along his hard cock, hearing him sigh as his hands wove into my hair. “Get me ready.” He reached under the pillow next to his head and produced a tube of lube, holding it out to me.
Without answering—because I tended to babble when I was nervous—I took the lube and put it next to me on his quilt. I leaned forward and tugged the elastic of his underwear with my teeth before running my nose in the coarse hair. His cock sprang free. I swept my tongue over the tip of his cock to gather the precome leaking there.
“Gah!” Holden pulled my hair a little, which had my cock leaking, too.
I slid my fingers into the waist of his underwear and moved them down so he could take his legs out, and I tossed them over my shoulder.
