“You didn’t have to,” I teased, taking advantage of his new position by nudging him onto his back. “That’s so cute, Cupcake. I think I might scream.”
“You have an overactive imagination,” he retorted, but his cheeks were flushed pink. “I’m just saying it would be… Nicer if everyone was paired up.”
“Well… Maybe, but the conversations I’ve had with him give me the impression he doesn’t exactly want to be, uh…Pairedup.”
Tilting his head, Aspen frowned a bit. “He doesn’t want to get with anybody?”
Amused by the way this super smart and studious person had missed what I considered to be so many obvious signs of something out of the ordinary going on between Cyprian and the twink twins, I could only chuckle.
“Well, you never know,” I finally said. I wasn’t going to be the one to spell it out for him. I’d already decided I wasn’t getting involved. But the subjectdidremind me of a certainconversation that I’d forgotten to bring up before. “Ah, so you remember when I mentioned I’d talked to Lazaro and you came up?”
“How could I forget?” He asked dryly. I don’t think he had ever quite forgiven Lazaro for basically revealing his inexperience and making it clear to me how I’d been his first for just about everything, even if it had been accidental on Lazaro’s part.
“Well, there was one part of that I forgot to mention.”
“What?” He asked, narrowing his eyes in suspicion.
“He kind of… Invited us to…Hang out,” I said.
“Hang out?”
“Like… A hookup kind of thing, I guess. Us, and him.” Aspen stared at me warily for a few seconds, before I hurried on. “I mean, I told him you wouldn’t be interested, so…”
“Areyouinterested?” He asked, and I quickly shook my head.
“No! God. No. I mean, I have nothing against the, um… You know, the concept. It’s fine if people want to do that. Right?”
“Right,” he agreed, eyeing me cautiously. “But…”
“But I’m not sharing you with anybody. Ever,” I insisted. “You… Aren’t interested either, right?”
“No,” he said. “I told you before.”
I knew exactly what he meant, because that phrase had been rattling around in my head for days. And because he’d said it while I’d been pushing my dick into him for the first time, it was starting to give me a Pavlovian type of reaction every time I thought about it.
“I don’t recall.” I lied. “Tell me again.”
He rolled his eyes, but relented to my lovesick request.
“You’re all that matters to me, Caelyx. You’re all I want.”
“Mm.” Purring with pleasure, I rolled onto him, burying my face in his neck. “I love when you say that.”
His hands came up around me, petting my hair and shoulders while I snuggled into him, breathing in the scent of his hair. The warmth of his firm body under me coupled with the light vibrations from the jet had me totally relaxed on top of him, coaxing my dick into a half hard state against his stomach.
“I guess he and Preston do that a lot together,” I remarked, my eyes fluttering closed. “Bring in other guys.”
“Really?” Aspen asked, sounding surprised. “Preston, too?”
“That’s what he said.”
“Wow,” he remarked, and the impressed note in his voice had me instantly deflating.
“Wow?” I repeated flatly, lifting off him just enough that I could stare down into his face. “What, does that change things? Now that Preston might have been there?”
He snorted, giving me an odd look. “No! I was just surprised. He just seems more… Reserved, I guess.” When I didn’t respond, he went on, obviously still amused by my reaction. “Oh my god, are you actually jealous?”
Considering, I tilted my head. I didn’t get jealous often, but thinking about golden boy Preston made me remember all the uncertainty and unhappiness I’d experienced before Aspen had started warming up to me. And I didn’t like that feeling. Everything was so much more fun and cute when it was the other way around. So I decided to change the trajectory of the conversation.
