The waiter delivered our food. Fancy beef in a wine sauce with whipped mashed potatoes and steamed green beans.
“I love each of those plants. I bought them to see you but I love them now. We’ll always have a piece of that time when we were getting to know each other.”
We ate our food and, when the waiter asked about dessert, Auburn and I locked eyes.
Convincing him to take me home wouldn’t be hard.
We ordered two bread puddings with rum sauce to go and made our way to the car. I thought he would open my door but, instead, he pinned me against the car. “I…” He struggled while staring at my lips. Poor guy. One day, being around me would beeasy. I hoped. “Can I take you home, omega? We don’t have to…we can just spend time together, or you can sleep at my house. Just sleep.” He let out a laugh. “I’m no good at this.”
I reached out and fisted the front of his shirt and pulled him to me for a kiss. He was already hard, and so was I. “You’ll get better. Trust me.” He nodded. “Want to know my answer?”
“So much,” he breathed.
“Yes, please take me to your home, alpha. And not to sleep. Not to talk. Not to do anything but mate and make me yours. How about that?”
He pushed his groin against mine. “I don’t know how I’m supposed to drive now, but yes. Goddess, yes. I need you more than I’ve ever needed anything in my life.”
Chapter Fifteen
Auburn
We made it home. Somehow. On more than one occasion, we nearly ended up pulling off the road and doing the deed right there in the car, but I wanted our first time together to be more special than that. This omega deserved so much more. But his scent was so thick in the car, I could barely draw a breath without reaching for him.
Parking in my slot in the back of the shop, I clambered out of the car and went around just in time to help Oakley out of his side. We kissed, rubbing against one another and shuddering in reaction. But if the side of the road was an unromantic spot, the alley right next to the stinky dumpster made the previous sight look like a tropical island.
“Let’s take this upstairs, omega,” I murmured against his lips. “We don’t want to attract stray cats.”
He choked, laughed, and started for the door. “All right.”
The heat between us did not lessen, rather it built with each step we climbed, shedding garments along the way. The store below us held dozens of containers of delicious ice cream, but we’d brought our own dessert. As we reached the top of the stairs, I flipped on the light, leaned in, and asked, “Do you want to have bread pudding now?”
He shivered. “No. I want to have you.”
“Deal. We’re not exactly dressed for dining anyway.”
I placed our bag of puddings in the refrigerator then came back to take his hand and lead him into my bedroom. He squeezed my fingers and smiled.
“Nice bedroom.”
I was pretty sure he’d seen it because when we were working downstairs, there were times when that bathroom wasinaccessible due to flooring work or wet paint, or for that day I had the plumber in. But it didn’t matter. My bedroom was nice. “Much nicer now that you’re here.”
“Thank you.” He sat on the edge of the bed. “I’ve imagined you in here sleeping.”
“Just sleeping?”
“No, anything but just sleeping.” Our hands were still linked, and he tugged on them. “I’ve wondered what it would be like to make love with you. Is that terribly stalkerish? I mean, you never asked me to stay over. Until tonight. And even then, you said it could be just sleeping if I wanted to.”
“That’s true. I’d never want you in bed with me with anything but a clear heart.” I wouldn’t do that to anyone but my mate. Especially.
“This is why I do want it to be more than sleeping. You’re a good male, and one I’m honored to be in bed with or anywhere else.”
Sitting next to him, I freed my hand in order to wrap my arms around him and gather him close. His kisses were so sweet, I wanted more and more of them. Lifting him onto my lap, I continued to do just that.
“Straddle my lap, mate,” I growled, helping him into place facing me. My cock was nestled in his crack, hot and slick, hands caressing the warm skin of his back. His weight was slight, although he didn’t look that light, but he ground onto me, and I reached down to find his slick coating not just him but my cock and my lap. “What a good omega. So ready for me.”
He whimpered and writhed, trying, I was pretty sure, to get me into his hole. Something I was glad to do. But first, I kissed him some more. On his lips, his nose, his cheeks. His throat. Down his chest to nibble at his flat, masculine nipples, making them stand up in tiny peaks. Learning his body.
“Please, alpha,” he begged. “Don’t make me wait any longer for you. I want you inside me.”
