“Christ,” he clipped, gaze darkening. “I’m good, too, snook, but now it’s gotta be me fuckin’ you so I can spray your insides with my cum.” He hummed low. “Yeah, I fuckin’ love the thought of that.”
I did too.
A lot.
“Okay,” I whispered.
He groaned, leaned down, and kissed me with tongue, teeth, and lips. Like he poured all his soft and sweet emotions, mixed with his dirty thoughts, into the kiss.
When he pulled back, both of our chests rose and fell rapidly.
“I gotta take a quick piss, though it might not be too quick, since I gotta wait for my cock to go down. You wanna come piss with me, or are you good?”
“Are we already at the stage in this relationship where we talk about bathroom visits?”
He grinned and then chuckled. “Baby, when you’re with a guy like me, yeah we are.”
I huffed. “Fine.” My cheeks heated. This wasn’t something I spoke about. “I’ll go first so then I can shower and… prepare my body.”
He smirked. “Snook, don’t feel like you have to shower and clean your ass out. That don’t bother me.”
“Dear God, Link. Wedon’ttalk aboutthat.”
Another laugh left him. “Why not? It’s your ass I fuck.”
“Yes, but… cleaning isn’t spoken of.”
He snorted and rolled off me. “Baby, go do what you want to do, and I’ll go take a piss in another bathroom, since there’s billions around here. We’ll meet back in bed in ten.” He clapped his hands and yelled, “Let’s go.” He scrambled off the bed and bounced to his feet, but when he saw I hadn’t moved, he cocked a brow.
“Are you always this energetic in the mornings?” I asked.
“Only when I’ve got a hot guy I’m gonna get a bit from.”
Shaking my head, I shoved the blankets back and climbed out of bed. “I think I need to evaluate my own head.”
His abrupt, rough laugh had me jolting, and as he was on his way to the door, he said, “Already told you, baby, no take backs. We’re stuck together now.”
He opened the door and walked out, but it was then I realised he only wore a pair of my black boxers.
Grabbing a robe, I pulled it on as I rushed after him. When I stuck my head out the door, I bit out low and harsh, “Link.”
He had his hand on the doorknob a couple down, and he turned back, smiling.
Always smiling or grinning or smirking.
This man.
“You need clothes,” I snapped.
“Baby, I’ll be back soon, and then even these will be gone.”
Oh my God.
“Link,” I warned.
His chuckle had me wanting to punch him. But then he looked over my shoulder and tipped his chin up. “Hey.”
My blood froze over.
