“Why not?”
“Why not?We’re here to search this guy’s unit, not talk about my sex preferences.”
We can do both. I’m good at multitasking. Besides, this is more important. Colin Trine can wait. “I want to know.”
“What purpose could you possibly have for asking me? You want to fuck me, Spence?”
“What if I said yes?” The idea isn’tunappealing.Just… not something that fills me with need the way that Kendrick holding me does. It’s not the same, and I don’t know why. There has to be a way that I can give him what he needs. We’ve never triedit, so we can’t even reasonably conclude that it wouldn’t work. It’s another form of ownership; why would I say no to that? Helping him jerk off was fucking incredible. Watching the pleasure on his face is easily the best thing I’ve ever seen in my life. Knowing I was the one responsible for it and no one else.
Why can’twe try it?
My heart skips a beat.
It’s true.
Whycan’twe try it?
“We’ll talk about this later, alright?” Kendrick says, rubbing his forehead. “Put some gloves on, and let’s search the place.”
“What if I said yes?” I press. I don’t give a flying fuck where we are, I want an answer. Everything else can wait.
“There’s nothing I wouldn’t let you do, Spence, I told you that last night.”
He did. But I like hearing it. “What if I want to piss on you?” Mark him up and make him dirty. It’s not my thing, and it’s not on my bucket list, but I’m curious to know just how far he’d let me go.
He closes his eyes briefly. “If that’s what you wanted.”
Holy hell, that’s so crazy hot. “What if I wanted to do it right now?”
His jaw moves, like he’s contemplating whether I’m serious or not. I’m one hundred fucking percent serious. I want to know if he’d let me, right here, right now, in some random house with the risk of getting caught.
“You really want to leave your DNA in this place, so it can be used to trace back to you?”
“If they think they can tangle with me, they’re welcome to try.” Anyone tries to get between me and Kendrick, and they’re going to have a problem they can’t handle.
Kendrick closes the distance between us and takes my face in his hands, eyes hard and determined. “You want to piss on me, Spence?”
“No.” The idea of coming on him is a different story, though. Something to explore, in great detail. “But you’d let me?”
“I already told you that you can.”
“And you’d let me fuck you.”
Kendrick caresses my cheeks. “Whatever you want.”
The kiss I lay on him is needy, and twisted, and filled with all of the confusion swirling inside me. Too many thoughts and not enough conclusions. His words match his actions, and I still have trouble connecting them. How can he be happy with what we have when he doesn’t get everything that he needs? Six givesGreereverythinghe needs, even when Greer doesn’t think he needs it. Especially then. Greer pushes back only so far because at the end of the day, he gives up all his control to Six. He trusts Six to take care of him, to puthisneeds above everything else.
Absolute trust.
We have that. I trust Kendrick with everything in me. If I wanted to do this, if I wanted to give this to him, I know he’d do everything he could to make it good for me.
And I want it. Not for me, but for him. That can’t be wrong, can it? The motivation may be different, but isn’t that enough of a start? If I can’t get it up, there are toys we can use. Hell, he can fuck me if he wants to. I know he wouldn’t ever hurt me. I can be whatever he needs in order to fulfil us both.
Kendrick pulls away, and my heart races at the glazed-over look in his hazel-green gaze. I love the way he responds to me; it feeds the monster inside me. He kisses my forehead, and I shiver all the way down to my toes.
“We can talk about this later, Spence, I promise. Put your gloves on for me, and let’s get this done.”
More reasonable than pissing on him here, I guess.
