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“Yes Pup, it's all good I promise. I just had plans to clean up my room when I got home.” He reassured me.

“Ok, I won’t be long, we can carry the TV in the bedroom and watch a show from the bed, since we barely fit on the sofa?”

“That sounds like a great idea. I will do that while you are in the shower.” He captured my lips in a soft kiss, softer than usual. My heart skipped a beat, my feelings for him were growing every day, and these types of kisses just made me fall even harder.

I opened my eyes at the same time as he did. There was so much he was telling me with his look. It took us a second to part our lips and I smiled. I turned away on cloud nine and with shaky legs, with a dumb love struck grin on my face and went to the bathroom to have a shower.

CHAPTER 46

ALEX

My heart was about to fucking explode, it was beating so fast. I got too excited with how Sam was looking at me, while I was working out in the gym. I had all sorts of hot as fuck scenarios running trough my mind.

I had an idea in my head that I should prep, and clean myself just in case anything happened, in case he'd want to top me. I would not be disappointed if he didn’t, honestly. I wasn't lying when I said that if we only ever just kissed, I would be satisfied, but I won't lie that the thought of Sam filling me up with his beautiful cock, excited me beyond words.

Since my ‘bi-awakening’ – as Matt called it– I felt like I’d woken up. It gave me life, the energy and excitement that I thought was something I would never feel again, while married to Tess. That kiss earlier felt like a confession. Like I was telling him that he was IT for me. I was a love sick fool but I didn’t give a fuck because it felt like the most natural thing in the world, even though for others could look as if it was too soon.

I brought the TV into my bedroom, changed the sheets and tidied up the room.

I had all the supplies wrapped up in my clean clothes and a towel, so I could sneak it in the bathroom.

Patiently waiting for Sam to finish, I prepared a bowl of fruit and got bottles of water out of the fridge to set it all up in our bedroom, to snack on while we watched the TV. OUR ROOM?! That sounded right too. Maybe it was, considering that’s where we had been sleeping since that first time.

As I was setting everything up on the nightstand, I heard Sam walking into the bedroom. I faced him and all the blood rushed to my cock because Sam was standing in the doorway, dressed in my shirt covering almost all of his thighs. Wet hair falling into his eyes, barefoot looking beautiful, perfect and mine.

My shirt on him was like some sort of claim to my caveman brain.

“I hope you don’t mind I borrowed your shirt? All I bought were fluffy pj’s and it’s too warm for them. Your shirt looked more comfortable.” He was fidgeting a bit on his feet, maybe expecting me to react like his ex probably would have.

I picked up my rolled towel, clothes and supplies not looking away from him.

I stepped close to him, lifting his face up by nudging his chin with my finger. I kissed him and said, “Wear my clothes every day baby, but I am warning you now… I won’t be able to keep my hands off of you and I am already fighting with myself all the time.”

He breathed out a puff of air and said, “Honey, I don’t want you to stop yourself.”

“Good to know,” I pulled away from him, “Go ahead and get comfortable, the sheets are fresh and I have snacks beside the bed. Pick what we are watching. I am just getting a shower and I will be right there with you to snuggle.”

He squealed and skipped to the bed, “Oh! I love fresh sheets after a shower, thank you, Honey.”

Once I was all cleaned and prepped, I returned to the room finding Sam munching on a strawberry. Dressed only in my boxers as usual, I crawled beside him under the sheets.

“What have you picked for us to watch?” I asked, shuffling closer.

“Nothing yet. I wanted to wait for you so we could pick it together.” He said, feeding me half of his strawberry.

He lingered a little with his hand, looking at my lips where the strawberry disappeared. I finished chewing and swallowed, still looking at him watching my lips. Pulling my lower lip with his thumb down and letting it go, his eyes snapped up to mine and the air got thick with desire. It was so palpable it was hard to breathe.

In one quick move, he was on top of me sitting in my lap, and we were devouring each other. It was not rushed but it was all consuming. Our hands were tracing each other's bodies, face and hair.

We broke for air and just long enough for me to say, “I want you Sam, I want all of you.”

But he stopped moving, leaning away from me, “Alex… I can't, I don't think I can…”

Grabbing his face in my hands, I gently pulled him back to me, “No Pup I know. I would never ask that of you, I meant… I… I want you inside me.”

He blew out a breath, eyes frantic, “What? Um… Y. You want me to top… you?”

“If that is something you are open to, yes. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it.” I braced for the rejection.