When I couldn’t take it anymore and threatened to nut in his hair, his head popped up from between my legs. His mouth was a slobbery mess as he gazed up at me like a milk-drunk puppy.
“Don’t you dare come yet,” he said, scrambling to his knees to suit up.
“I wouldn’t dream of it,” I teased. “I’m a good boy.”
Carson smirked, then pressed his condom-covered tip against my hole. Our eyes locked as he leaned forward and slowly slipped into me. Our earlier teasing slipped away as Carson leaned down and took my mouth with his.
Slowly moving his hips, he broke our kiss and lowered himself until we were connected at every possible point that still allowed him to move freely inside me.
“I need to be closer to you,” he said, resting his forehead on mine.
Immersed in a deluge of sensations I’d only experienced with him, I let go of every thought, concern, and mistake I’d made. Even though I might not deserve to experience all these things, I wanted this more than any contract could offer.
My back arched as he got on one elbow and sought different angles.
“Look at me,” he breathed. “I need to see your eyes.”
I did as he asked and locked my gaze on him. Noting every reaction and change, for the first time in my life, I allowed myself to catalog his sculpted chest, lightly dusted with brown hair, and what made his eyes roll back and what made him shiver until his climax neared.
And when he looked at me like he needed me as much as I needed him, I was done trying to figure out why he wanted me. “Kiss me when you come.”
Carson took my mouth and gave me what I asked for. His hips slapped against my ass as I fell apart, my cum shooting between us. The squeeze soon sent him into a full-body climax.
I closed my eyes and held him close as we came down from our high.
“I forgot to come on you. Your ass squeezed me like a boa constrictor and I couldn’t pull out in time. So it’s really your fault.”
My grin hurt. “It’s okay. Next time, boyfriend.”
Chapter 17
Carson
Sunday morning, I woke up with Colin in my bed. Smiling at the memory of fucking him on the sofa, I held him tighter as he snuggled back against my chest. We were exhausted from our first game and collapsed into my bed after showering. The familiar scent of my body wash on his skin was confirmation that he was mine, and I was his.
Rolling him onto his back, I made my way down his body to his morning wood. It didn’t take long to make him come, and he gladly returned the favor. When we were both spent, we lounged in the bed a little longer, enjoying the newness of what we’d established last night.
“Did we really agree to be together, or did I dream it?” he asked, running his hand down my naked abs.
I caught his hand and laced our fingers together. “It wasn’t a dream.”
The smile on his face was breathtaking. “I hoped that was the case.”
Our eyes drank in each other until he leaned over to give me a searing kiss. Our tongues swirled together, exchanging the taste of ourselves with one another. It was romantic as hell and thevery thing I’d always wanted with someone. Now I was pretty sure that someone was him.
After wrenching ourselves apart, we went downstairs and made breakfast. Bella needed to be fed, as well as Allister.
“I gotta hop out there and get him some food. I’ll be right back.”
I reached out and wrapped my arm around his waist and brought him back to my chest. Kissing his neck, I whispered in his ear. “I have everything he needs here. Bought two cases of his canned food when we got back last week.”
I felt his grin along my face as he turned in my arms. “Are ya trying to steal my cat again?”
“No. I’m trying to keep his owner here as long as possible.”
Colin wrapped his arms around my neck and brought us chest to chest, then leaned his forehead to mine. “No one has ever gone to so much trouble to keep me, so I thank ya.”
My heart squeezed with affection for him. “I love doing it. You’re good for me.”
