“Of course you did.”
He kissed me. Just small, soft kisses at the side of my mouth. My cheeks. My eyelids.
“On the bed,” he demanded, leading me backwards to those crumpled sheets.
I wondered why I’d even bothered because he was suddenly everywhere. His hands on my skin, his eager mouth trailing down my chest.
“Going to make you come so hard,” he mused.
“It doesn’t matter,” I gasped. His mouth on my groin. Deep, heady kisses making my cock jolt.
“It fucking does,” he groaned. “The whole point of this is making you see stars. All of them with my name on them.”
“You…” I was laughing so hard it was actually uncomfortable.
“You won’t laugh in a minute, when I lick you open.”
“Oh.”
Crap. He was serious as well.
Yes. Of course. Because this was him and I was me, and now my legs were in the air as he clumsily knelt in front of my arse. Moving around like he was trying to find the ultimate angle.
My very exposed arse.
“This is me kneeling at my favourite place on earth.” He winked.
Fucking hell. Dude. Babe. I couldn’t stop laughing. And I felt so…ridiculously free.
“Ed!” flew out of my mouth as his hot breath hit…right there. That spot. Where my muscles clenched. He was blowing air…on my arse. The…audacity. The…OMG.
“Say it again,” he whispered.
“Baby,” I groaned. His nose against my taint. Oh God. Please.
“No. My name. You never say it. I want to hear it.”
“Edward.”
“No!”
“Eddie?”
“Fuck off.”
“Ed?” I whispered.
“Yes?”
“Please fuck me.”
“Of course.” He smiled. Then he stuck his tongue out at me. Let that wet muscle of his wriggle around in his mouth, his smile never leaving his face. He was such a goofball when he could be. When he let go of the walls. When he was…alone with me.
Why I hadn’t even thought of it like that now seemed crazy. We were both the same. Reserved and walled up in public. And then when we were just us?
He grabbed my hand. Held it tight, and then he leant forward. Got himself wriggled into place before that hot, wet tongue suddenly hit my skin. Right there. A few tentative little licks before he went all in. Full-on mouth.
“Oh God. Jesus,” flew out of my mouth as my arm flailed. He held on to the other one with vice-like strength.
