The second he dares open his mouth, I slide my tongue in. His smile curves against me, and I devour it. If he’s going to call me out for it, then I’ll show him just how greedy for him I really am.
We hadn’t lingered long in the shower, but the bath kept us. My burns still flare at heat, yet I wasn’t ready to let go of his body pressed naked against mine. The tub was cramped, but we didn’t care. For a while, he lay with his back against my chest, and later, he turned so he could kiss me.
It still wasn’t enough. It’ll never be, I just know it.
Dinner was made, and nearly forgotten because I couldn’t keep my hands off him, but we finally ate. We were ready to crash into bed when I remembered the medicine for my burns. In full nurse-mode, Ayden insisted on helping.
I only had one condition: no shirt—if I had to be bare, so did he.
“Keo.” He pulls back with a playful laugh, and points at the couch. “Sit.”
I roll my eyes, grinning. “Not my fault you’re so damn tempting.” I wink at him before dropping onto the cushions.
He grabs the ointment off the counter and trails after me. Just as he steps close, I set a hand on his hip. He’s in my favorite kind of pants—none. Just boxers. He cooked like that too, shirt grudgingly on, muttering something about boiling water and me getting distracted.
I’m obsessed, and have been, but now that I’ve been given freedom to have what should’ve been mine from the beginning, I’m feral.
“Sit in my lap.” I scoot back and lean forward.
He rolls his lips together and shakes his head. “I won’t have a good angle.”
I shift him to stand in front of my closed knees, then gesture for him to spread his legs. “You will.”
The look he gives me is hesitant, almost questioning. I tilt my head. “Talk to me. What is it?”
“Are you asking me to straddle you?”
I nod. “Is that a problem?”
He exhales slowly, shoulders rising before he lets them drop. “No, I don’t think so…”
As he steps closer, I lift a hand to pause him. “Don’t do anything you’re not comfortable with, sunshine.”
“It’s not about comfort,” he assures me softly. “I promise. If there’s anyone in this world I could be comfortable with, it’s you.”
That brings a cocky grin to my face.Damn right.
With a deep breath, he moves forward, placing one knee, then the other, to either side of my hips before lowering himself onto my thighs.
“Michael really fucked with my head,” he admits, voice low. “It’s going to take time to not allow the things he said and did affect me. He made me feel like a girl. And I’m not. Just because Iwas smaller than him didn’t make me any less of a man.”
“I agree.” My hands settle gently on his thighs—not to advance, but to anchor him. To reassure him I’ve got him.
He squeezes ointment onto his fingers and begins working it carefully over the burns at the backs of my shoulders. His touch is steady, but his voice falters. “I’d rather not get into the details, not right now. I’ll just say he never let me have any control, and this feels like that. Being on top in any capacity was strictly a hard stop for him.”
An irritated tut falls from my lips. “Which makes him a complete fucking idiot.” Not that he already wasn’t one. “Probably haddaddyissues.Mommydidn’t love him enough?”
He tries to hold back his laugh, but it simply comes in the form of a snort.
Ugh. Fuck me I’m a lost cause for this man.
The corner of my mouth lifts, bittersweetly. “Do you like being in my lap, sunshine?”
A slight red colors over his nose. “Maybe.”
The way my cock instantly reacts to that, has me shifting.
I’m glad he isn’t resting right on top of it, because honestly, I might throw out the ointment excuse and fuck him right here on this couch.
