“Jesus,” Isaac says quietly. “I can hear your thoughts.”
“And?”
“And,” he drawls, a smile quirking his lips. “Show me how a porn star comes all over his boyfriend.”
Puffing out a breath, I ease out of Isaac’s body. He stretches out as I strip off the condom, one thumb idly running over his own nipple and his other hand dragging slowly through the mess on his skin. I curse, working myself over, so close to the edge already I know it won’t take much.
Isaac sliding his hand down between his legs does it.
I paint his stomach, his cock, his thigh in my cum. It’s absolutely obscene the thrill I get from seeing him marked so thoroughly by us both.
Once I can breathe again, I drag my palm over his softening cock, imagining my cum seeping into his very skin. “Red.”
“Yeah?” he asks breathlessly.
“Could you do me a favor?”
He purses his lips, trying to look affronted. “Does it involve me driving across town for a cake?”
“No,” I say around a laugh. I grab one of his hands, dragging his fingers back over the mess on his skin. He’s not in my sweater, but it doesn’t matter. The image is so near to the one I had all those weeks ago, back before I knew Isaac’s name. When I jerked off in a sock for pay and imagined the redhead I’d met at the library looking at me the same way he is now.
Isaac understands what I’m asking without words. He lifts his cum-soaked fingers to his mouth, sucking two between his lips, his eyes never leaving mine.
No fantasy could compare to the heat I feel scorching me from the inside out.
Chapter 27
Isaac
After checking to make sure Rafael didn’t return home while we were busy, Trevor drags me across the hall to the bathroom. It takes a minute for the water to heat, but he keeps me warm while we wait, dutifully tending to me after fucking me so thoroughly into his mattress.
I don’t mind the extra attention one bit.
We don’t linger in the shower, staying only long enough to clean up and then heading back to Trevor’s room. I dry my hair with a towel while he changes the sheets on his bed and stows his camera equipment.
“When will you post it?” I ask.
“Tonight or tomorrow. Everything is ready to go.”
I nod, anxious and excited for him all at once. He already has two subscribers on his site. As promised, he let me be the first. Lumi was the second.
“Can we talk about something?” Trevor asks, smoothing his bedding down before inviting me to join him.
I have a feeling I know what this is about. Nerves roll in my stomach as I sit beside him, setting the towel on my leg. They’re not bad nerves, because I know Trevor doesn’t judge my particular…kinks, just as I don’t judge his brand of horny. But there’s no denying our relationship isn’t exactly conventional, and it likely never will be.
“Go ahead,” I tell him, letting loose a small breath.
Dark eyes hold mine, gentle and kind. “Do you want me to have sex with other people?”
My breath whooshes out. “Not pulling any punches, are we?”
Trevor’s smile is small, his hand warm as he clasps my neck. “We’ve talked about it as a theoretical, nothing more. I’d like to know where you stand, Isaac. I assumed, when I set out to start this business, I’d be participating in partner work. I don’thaveto. Plans can change. But…”
“But what if I want you to?” I fill in for him.
He nods, leaning close to feather a kiss across my cheek. It’s so simple and tender, Trevor doing his best to make sure I know he supports me any which way.
My voice is hoarse with emotion I’m scared to name. “Do you remember what I asked of you on our first date? At the sandwich shop?”
