He picked up his credit card from the folder and sat down next to me. I slid my arm over his shoulders to whisper in his ear. “I’m ready to make you mine.” I took the lobe of his ear into my mouth, making him sigh.
“Thank fuck. Let’s go, baby.”
After a ten year-long ride to the Plaza, we finally made it up to our room. I plastered myself and my hard dick to Preston’s back as he tried to get the door open. My hands roamed over his hard chest, then skated down over his equally hard shaft.
Preston laughed. “Baby, you gotta stop and let me get the key in the door.”
I huffed and released him.
As soon as the door closed behind us, Preston pushed me up against the wall, just like he’d done that first night. I needed more than just his intoxicating kisses.
He leaned into me and took my face in his hands. “Just so we’re clear, when we do this, that’s it. You’re mine, and I’m yours. There’s no going back, Nick.”
I smiled as he cupped my face. “I’m gonna make you mine, baby,” I whispered to him.
Preston laughed and kissed me hard, making my head swim and my dick impossibly hard.
“What do you want? Do you want to top or do you want me to take you?”
Shivers ran up and down my spine at the mental picture he painted as he brought a hand down to rub his palm over my erection.
Every time he touched me with those magical hands and that sinful mouth, I melted for him. My dick was hard and pressing almost painfully against my zipper. “Yes.”
He chuckled. “Greedy boy. You can’t have both at one time.”
Oh, but he was wrong
“Yes, I can.”
He scoffed. “How, Houdini? We’re not fucking with a dildo tonight.”
Goddamn it. He was a fucking mind reader.
I fisted the lapels of his coat in my hands and shoved him back enough to strip it off before unbuttoning his shirt. Preston spread his legs to brace himself and just stood there, letting me take charge. I was ravenous for him, as the need I’d buried for so long rose to the surface and took over.
When I had him bare-chested, I pressed my tongue to the hollow of his throat, savoring the flavor of his skin. I was so gone for him.
Preston put his hands around my biceps and pushed me off him. When my eyes were on his, he kissed me softly on the forehead.
“Baby, I love this, but this is not how our first time is going to go. There’s no rush. I wanna savor you.”
I tried to swallow, but my mouth was dry. “I don’t think I can take edging right now. I…I love you so much, and I’m desperate to show you.”
Preston’s eyes widened in what looked like shock as he blinked at me. “Nick…”
At the realization of what I said, I dropped my head to his chest as he continued to hold on to me. Holy fuck. I’d just told him I loved him. MaybeIwas drunk this time.
“I’m sorry…” I said into his chest. “But I do, and it’s all your fault. Your seductive grilled cheese sandwiches, making me soup, and cooking with my mother. Driving me home in the rain, and dancing in the middle of your dining room. How do you expect a guy not to fall in love with you?”
Preston took my mouth as his hands found my face. He held me in place from head to toe, making it impossible to think clearly when he did that.
He broke our kiss and started laughing. “I love you so fucking much it hurts. All I want to do is spend every second of every day with you, and I’ll happily take all the blame for my seductive grilled cheese sandwiches.”
I blinked at him for a moment. “What was in that wine? I just love gushed all over you.”
“You’re so fucking adorable,” he said, looking at me with all the love I felt for him reflected back at me.
At one time, I’d loved Evan more than anything. But now I realized I’d never beeninlove like this, and tonight needed to be special.
