We stepped out of the elevator and I followed him outside to where he’d parked his car. I smiled at the familiar sight of the compact, little VW and then realized how much comfort I drew from doing a normal, day-to-day thing like walking to acar. I didn’t think I’d ever take another breath without knowing what freedom felt like. Of course, squeezing into the car wasn’t something I looked forward to, but being alone with Patsy for the first time all day was worth the discomfort, even if it meant temporarily becoming a human pretzel. He started the car and glanced over at me, unable to hide the amusement in his merry, blue eyes.
“I think you enjoy seeing me with my knees pulled up to my chin,” I grumbled as he pulled out of the parking lot.
He let out a deep belly laugh which made me grin. For a smaller guy, Patsy had the most engaging laugh. “I’ll admit to enjoyin’ seein’ ya like this but…”
When he paused, I glanced over. “What?”
He coughed and the red crept up his cheeks. “No word of a lie. I admit that I suddenly had a whole other notion of where I’d like to see those long legs of yers.”
I flushed with heat as I pictured my feet planted on the bed while holding onto Patsy’s hips, guiding him up and down as he rode my cock. It wasn’t the first time I’d had the fantasy. “Fuck, Patsy…you shouldn’t say things like that,” I said quietly, not missing the way he subtly reached down and adjusted the bulge in his black sweats. When he reached for my hand, I curled my fingers around his.
“I probably shouldn’t say this, but well…what the hell,” he said.
“Go ahead. Say it.”
He blew out a long breath. “So…ya know I’m really attracted to ya.” He glanced over to make sure I was listening.
I smirked. “Hmm…let me see…was making out on the couch with you the other night your first clue?” When he laughed,I continued. “You don’t have to worry, Patsy. The feeling is mutual. I told you how much I want you.”
He grinned before returning his eyes to the road. “I mean we’ve kissed but—”
When he paused, I squeezed his fingers. “But you’ve been thinking about going further.”
He frowned just a little, darting a glance at me before looking away as he let out a long sigh. “I didn’t want to push,” he finally said.
“Why?” I honestly wanted to know why he’d hesitated especially after I’d confessed how much I wanted him.
“Things have been kind of crazy with everything happenin’ and I wanted to wait until we had time to relax and enjoy ourselves,” he admitted.
I had a feeling there were other things at play here. We’d made out on the couch, hell, the man had been in my lap. I’d held his erection with my own hand, and even though it had been a quick grope while he was fully clothed, there’d been no doubt where his desires lay.
“Since timing is the only basis of your argument so far, I think we shouldmaketime to relax and get to know each other better, don’t you?”
He glanced over and smiled. “Yeah, I do.”
I squeezed his hand. “Good. So do I.”
“Yer very logical ya know?”
I laughed. “It’s my job to be. If the numbers don’t add up, they don’t add up.” His wide grin made me smile.
We made small talk as we held hands until he got off the freeway and had to let go to use the gearshift. When we parkedback at his apartment he started to exit the car, but I stopped him with a squeeze to his bicep. The second he turned toward me, I took his face in both hands and kissed him. The kiss was slow and sensual with the promise of things to come. I had plans for Patsy’s hard body tonight that had nothing to do with keeping my distance. As I broke the kiss, it was entirely satisfying to witness the effect it had on him. His pupils were blown, his cheeks were flushed, and he looked slightly dazed as he stared back at me.
I grinned. “Come on.”
He chuckled as I got out and moved in close to his side, slinging my good arm over his shoulders as we walked to the apartment. It wasn’t my nature to necessarily make the first move with guys, but I vowed to change that with Patsy. I was damned tired of waiting and being treated like I was made of glass. I could feel nervous energy bleeding off Patsy, and the way he fumbled with his keys when we got to the front door, confirmed it. I followed him in but the moment he shut the door and turned around, I was waiting. I moved right up into his personal space, pinning him against the solid, wooden door. He tilted his chin, looking up at me as his arms slid around my midsection.
“Ya need food, W—”
I cut off whatever stupid thing he was about to say, crushing our mouths together as I took him in a passionate kiss. He opened to me and I swept my tongue inside, tangling with his as he kissed me back. Patsy’s mouth tasted like heaven…his scent, like pure lust. I pressed my stiff cock against him, loving how he insinuated his knee between my legs to widen my stance. When he began dragging his cock up and down on my thigh, I groaned, deepening the kiss. He clung to me, digging fingers into my backas he growled low in his throat. I felt heat wash through my body and suddenly pinning him to the front door wasn’t enough.
I broke the kiss with a gasp and looked down at his dazed expression. “Bedroom,” I demanded, almost breathlessly. I didn’t wait for a reply, instead, taking his hand, I dragged him through the living room and down the hall. I stopped only when I got to the bed. His expression seemed almost anxious. “Do you have a problem with me taking the lead here?”
Patsy shook his head, reaching for the hem of his sweatshirt. “Feck no. I’ve been dreamin’ of it since meetin’ ya, Wes.”
I was genuinely surprised. “Y-you dreamed about me?”
He nodded slowly. “Yeah.”
