He lit up as though I was Father Christmas promising him everything on his list.
Clothes fell to the floor as I backed him up toward the bed, tugging his jumper over his head to reveal beautiful golden skin I’d only ever caught glimpses of, too afraid to look for longer than a heartbeat in case he realized what I was thinking.
“You make me seem pale,” I murmured, splaying my fingers over his stomach as he sat on the edge of the bed, jeans tantalizingly spread open, underwear still concealing what I was convinced would be a truly beautiful cock.
“A ghost would make you seem pale,” Andy teased, grinning up at me.
I snorted, fingers trailing down until they came to the waistband of his underwear. “May I?”
Andy shuffled back on the bed, propped up on his elbows, showing himself off with a knowing smile playing around his lips.
“All yours,” he said, lifting his hips off the mattress.
All mine.
He couldn’t possibly know how much I wanted that to be true.
“I’m going to take the most wonderful care of you,” I promised, discarding his jeans and crawling onto the bed after him, catching his lips even as his fingers tangled inmyjeans, tugging them open.
I gasped as my trapped cock sprang free into his warm, waiting hands, watching his eyes glitter as he tested the weight and length, sizing me up and licking his lips with obvious anticipation.
“Yeah?” he asked, biting his lip.
“Yes,” I said, taking in his pretty features flushed with arousal. “You’re so beautiful.”
Andy blinked at me, then glanced away, the pretty blush coloring his cheekbones darkening further.
“You think?” he asked.
I’d never once thought of him as shy. Not ever.
Except for right now, when I was calling him beautiful.
“I think,” I confirmed, cupping his jaw as I leaned in for another kiss, this one onmyterms. Slow, sensuous, taking my time to lick and nip and taste, exploring his mouth and all the ways I could make him murmur and grunt and want for more.
I wouldgivehim everything he wanted, but he’d appreciate it more if hereallywanted it, if I didn’t give in too easily.
I wasn’t sure I had the heart to tease him, but Ididhave the heart to indulge in him.
Andy was panting under me by the time I’d backed him up to the headboard.
“Kit,” he gasped between kisses.
“I know, I’m here,” I soothed, running my thumb along the line of his jaw, enjoying the feel of his stubble scratching the pad of it.
It’d been solong, and Andy was so perfect.
“Tell me what you like, hmm?”
“You.”
Andy looked up at me with those gorgeous eyes of his, patient but pleading for more, and there was nothing he could have asked for that I wouldn’t have done for him.
“That’s excellent news for me,” I said, bending my head for another kiss. “Because I like you very much as well.”
Andy grinned as our lips met, and let me indulge in kissing him for perhaps another minute or so before his hands got impatient. Roaming at first, then pulling and tugging, grabbing my hips to grind up against me, eager and desperate.
“You don’t want to take your time?” I asked.
