No pressure or anything.“Andre, this is a huge decision.”
“Sure. Or not. I could’ve gotten together with other guys—but it never felt right. With you? It, uh, feels right.”
Again, I tried to read between the lines. “Would this be as a Daddy/pup?” I’d never done that with Marty, and I wasn’t certain how I felt about crossing that line.
He scrunched his face. “No. I mean, unless that’s the only way—”
“Not at all. I’m fine with vanilla sex.”
He chuckled. “Something I never thought I’d hear a man say.” He moved closer.
Bold.
“Is this something you’d consider? Or am I pushing too hard? I can be, you know, too intense at times.”
“I’m okay with intense.” I caressed his cheek. “I just don’t want you to have regrets.”
“I think I’ll have more regrets if you don’t sleep with me.” He leaned into my touch. “I really want this. I know myself enough to know this.”
“Okay.” I swallowed. “Where?” I supposed that should be something I should decide myself. But that decision felt too monumental.
“I think the primary bedroom might be too emotional for you.” Andre stroked my arm.
“I slept in there last night.” Which had been, admittedly, easier than I’d thought. Of course Andre joining me in the middle of the night and seeking reassurance had eased my own discomfort.
“Sleeping on a bed and having sex are two very different things. Even I understand that.” He offered a small smile. “But only you know what you’re capable of.”
Marty’s words swirled in my head.You’re a brave man, Zahir. It’s why I love you so much. You slay dragons—including your own.He’d also accused me of overthinking things quite often. “I can do this. Hell, I want to do this. Reclaiming that space is important to me. Justlike you’re important to me.” Maybe, with him, I could slay those dragons yet again.
“Okay. Where shall we put Daphne?” Andre eyed my pup.
“Ah. Good point. I think we’ll have to close her in the spare room for now. She’ll be displeased, but it’ll be better than her deciding to jump onto the bed at an inopportune moment. Maybe…eventually—” That brought me up short because the words implied there might be future occurrences. Hell, I still didn’t know how long Andre was sticking around. Until he met his sisters? Until he tired of his new family? Until he had enough of me? I didn’t want to think I’d be the reason for him leaving—but I also couldn’t be the only reason he stayed. Too much pressure on this fragile relationship—if I could even call what we had by that name.
“So you take care of Daphne and I’ll meet you in the bedroom?” Andre ducked his head. “If that’s okay.”
He wasn’t acting coy—of that I was certain. No, he was shy. At times unbearably so. His outer beauty might’ve, under different circumstances, given him confidence. Boldness. Instead, he retreated behind his good looks and held himself apart. Possibly because of the puppy side of his personality as well. If I’d rejected that nature, then we wouldn’t be heading to bed. We’d be incompatible. He deserved to be with someone who honored his kinks instead of questioning them. I pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Sounds perfect.”
He turned into the kiss.
Startled, I opened my mouth to gasp.
He pressed his lips to mine.
The kiss was…awkward. Clearly this was something he hadn’t done before. Still, he made a valiant effort as he thrust his tongue into my mouth.
I grasped his cheeks—enjoying the feel of stubble beneath the pads of my fingers. I tried to slow him. To show him about finesse. To demonstrate we weren’t in any great hurry.
As I hoped, he eased off the insistent thrusts. He gave me a moment to center myself. I ran one hand down his flank and around to his ass, even as I continued to kiss him. When my hand reached his ass, I applied the smallest amount of pressure to coax him forward.
When his erect cock brushed mine, a surge of electricity shot through me.He is into this. He’s not just doing this because it’s what he thinks I want.I hadn’t necessarily thought that—but I also wanted to ensure he was as turned on as I was. Because if he wasn’t into this, we might fall flat on our faces.
Andre pressed himself against me and moaned. Then he pulled his mouth away from mine. “I…this…”
“Yeah.”
His smile lit my heart. “Yeah. That. So we’re good?” He ducked his head again.
“We’re great.” Because here I could offer reassurance.
