I gave in, sinking down to taste the salt of his skin once more. He let out an unsteady breath as my exploration took me down to the stylized Harley on his thigh. His cock rose next to my face, rigid and dark red, practically begging.
I wrapped my fingers around his shaft but continued to trace his ink toward his inner thigh.
“Fuck,” he rasped, and it was the sexiest sound in the world.
I circled my thumb over the top of his cock, catching the pearl of precum there and spreading it. I nipped his inner thigh, and his cock twitched in my hand.
Knight grabbed my arms and tugged me up over his body. His mouth caught mine in a hot, demanding kiss.
“Can’t handle a little teasing?” I asked, breathless.
He rolled me beneath him. “Not when it’s you, Angel. You make me wild.”
I spread my legs, making a cradle for his body, and bit my lower lip. “You should know something, Knight.”
“What?”
“I don’t let men fuck me.”
He tilted his head, looking a little confused. “What are we doing, then?”
“I mean penetration. I don’t, um?—”
“Oh. Got it. Well, that’s okay. I wasn’t expecting it.”
I raised my eyebrows, heart skipping. “Really? Because you’re kind of…”
“What?”
“Toppy.”
He smirked. “Maybe I like to top from the bottom. Or the side. Hell, anywhere near you is good with me.”
I could see that he meant it, and in a way, it wasn’t that surprising. Knight seemed like the kind of guy who could roll with anything. Who’d happily please his partner. But would it please him?
“Do you enjoy it, though, or are you offering that to make me happy?”
“All of the above, Angel.”
I bit my lower lip, thinking about how amazing it would feel to sink into a tight ass. It had been a long time since I’d done it. I reserved that level of intimacy for boyfriends—not club hookups—and my most recent ex was months ago, not counting our misguided attempt to reconcile.
But maybe getting even more intimate with Knight wasn’t a great idea. The deeper we went, the harder it’d be to remember this could go nowhere. I had to focus on work.
Knight cupped my face. “Hey, where did you go?”
“Nowhere. Just…it’s getting late. I’ve got a shift at the clinic, so…”
“We don’t have to fuck.”
“It’s not that,” I said quickly.
“Well, it would be okay if it was.” He lowered his head to kiss me softly. “This is supposed to be fun, not stressful.”
“You’re right.” I pulled his head down, kissing him more thoroughly. Until thoughts of my ex flitted away. Until worry over intimacy drowned beneath the lust rising in my body.
I found the lube and Knight got his big hand around our shafts, pressing and stroking them together.
I let the pleasure wash through me.
