I reached for his hand, not wanting him to leave. “Come on. You’re way ahead of schedule, Alex. Let’s take advantage of this and just have fun today. Spend some time together.”
My heart sank when Alex mumbled a quick “maybe”and headed toward the bathroom. I fully expected him to just get dressed and leave, but when he kept the door open and started the shower, I took it as an invitation to join him.
He yawned and held the door open for me as I stepped in. “See, you need a day off too,” I teased, poking his ribs.
He smiled, but his attention was anywhere but on me. He tipped his head back to rinse his hair, and I tried not to take it personally that he seemed so distant. I’d learned through weeks of sharing breakfasts before work that Alex was just as quiet and unwelcoming as I was in the mornings. We’d spent many content moments together, sitting at the table sipping our coffee and just trying to wake up, and neither of us had felt pressured to try to fill the space with pointless conversation. So why was I craving it now?
Energy surged through me as I watched the water cascade down his chest. Without thinking, I leaned in to press a soft kiss to Alex’s chest before sliding my arms around his waist. I wanted to be as close as possible, not only for my sake but for his too. I wanted to remind him he wasn’t alone anymore. At least as long as he was with me.
Alex finished running a hand through his hair before wrapping both arms around me and holding me back. His stubble scraped against my ear as he put his face next to mine, and I couldn’t help but think how perfectly we fit together despite him being a few inches taller than me.
“Be a lazy couch potato with me today,” I begged.
He tightened his hold on me, tucking his face in my neck. Something in that small gesture, the way he seemed to seal our bodies together, let me know Alex’s silence this morning wasn’t just because he wasn’t completely awake. Something was making him anxious. I didn’t think it was last night, because he’d barely kept his arms off me all night and had even pulled me to him after I’d crawled back into bed this morning, so I didn’t think he’d regretted having sex. Whatever it was felt… bigger. Like we’d stirred up a demon from his past maybe.
“You okay?” I said softly, praying he’d hear me over the rush of water.
“Yeah. I just… I like this,” he said.
I was about to ask why that seemed to unsettle him when his hand slid lower and cupped my ass. My cock instantly swelled at his touch, and I kissed his neck, unable to resist.
“I like it too,” I said, “which is exactly why we should spend the day together, doing more of this.”
His eyes were still a bit haunted when he pulled back, but he was at least smiling now. He sealed our lips together in a tender kiss and then another. Whatever thoughts had been plaguing his mind seemed to melt away the more we kissed, and his hands roamed my body greedily, almost as if he needed physical reassurance. I slipped a hand between our bodies and closed a fist around his length, languidly stroking him while we made out. When I brushed my thumb over the head of his cock and felt the heavy gush of breath ghost along my lips, something in me rattled loose. More than anything, I wanted to see him surrender to desires.
“Let go for me, hon,” I whispered, adding a twist on the upstroke.
“I’m trying to. Every day,” he whispered before kissing me again.
I wasn’t prepared for that answer, and it cracked open a side of him I hadn’t been expecting. I wanted to stop what we were doing, to tell him that I knew he was trying, that I’d seen him change these last few weeks, but now wasn’t the time or the place for that conversation. Not when he was closing his eyes and dropping his head back in pleasure. The water trickling down his throat was practically begging to be licked, so I ran my tongue along his skin, sucking at the tender part below his jaw.
“Tell me what you want,” I said. But he just shook his head, so I kissed him again. “Tell me.”
He opened his eyes and held my gaze for several seconds, giving me a glimpse of the intense storm raging inside.Trust me.He seemed to hear my silent plea because he nodded and stepped back to lean against the shower wall.
“I want… I want your mouth on me,” he said nervously. “Please.”
I grinned like he’d just given me a prize because frankly, he had. Dropping to my knees, I admired his thick, uncut cock for a few seconds and pulled back the foreskin to lick the head. Alex shuddered, and I wondered if his ex had never done this to him.His loss.Fuck, he felt amazing against my tongue, and I took the time to explore every single inch of his impressive length, occasionally hallowing out my cheeks as I bobbed. My cock was rock hard and aching to be touched. If I wasn’t careful, I’d blow before he did, so completely turned on by being able to give this to him.
I heard a muffled moan through the water seconds before Alex placed his hands on my head, and he bucked his hips forward. I knew he was close and used my other hand to play with his balls.
“Doc,” he warned. “I’m gonna—"
I took him deep, letting the head of his cock slide down the back of my throat seconds before he tensed. Hot, salty liquid exploded in my mouth, and Alex’s legs twitched from the effort of holding himself upright. Clearly, the orgasm had been more intense than he’d been prepared for. The flavor was exotic and wonderful, and something I already knew I’d want to taste again. Hopefully often.
My spine tingled, and my body tensed as pleasure ripped through me, forcing me to pull off to suck in a lung full of air. I felt Alex’s eyes on me as I closed a fist around my shaft to finish myself off, and an emotion too deep for me to name filled me as I looked up at him. In that moment, I felt like the luckiest man alive that he’d just given this to me. That he’dtrustedme.
When I stood, my legs shook and Alex pulled me into his arms. There was far less reservation in his embrace now, and I even felt the shake of his body as he silently laughed.
“I think maybe you’re right. Maybe spending a day together wouldn’t be a bad idea,” he said.
I chuckled and kissed him. “Knew you’d see it my way,” I teased.
15
Alex and I spent most of the day lying next to each other on the sofa, watching old space movies on the SyFy channel. Even though I’d given him a few feet of space when we first sat down, he’d reached for my hand and practically yanked me to him, making me laugh. My couch was designed so half of it could recline at a time, which meant as soon as Alex had pulled the bar, there was more than enough space for both of us to lie down together. And it was nice.Reallynice.
I tossed a blanket over us and snuggled in, perfectly content to just stay right here forever. I’d never been much of a cuddler, but with Alex, I found myself just wanting to be near him all the damn time. Despite my efforts to make this movie marathon a naked one, Alex had insisted we wear clothes in the living room. Thankfully, he’d left a shirt off so I could continue to admire at leastsomeof his body, but as the afternoon continued on, I found I kind of hated it too. Every time I caught a glimpse of his tattoos, they reminded me of all the things I still didn’t know about him and all the things we still needed to talk about.
