“I did. Couldn’t you tell?”
“I could, but I wanted to hear you say it.”
I angle his head up with my finger under his chin, his lips pink and pouty right near mine. “Loved it. I wanna do it again. And again. And again.”
His eyelids flutter and he lets out a pained groan.
“You’re going to be the death of me, Matthew.”
And he will be mine.
Chapter Sixteen
Matt
“Almost there,” I whisper to myself as I pull Coop’s car into his parking spot. It’s been a long day at work and all I want to do is get home to him, curl myself up into his body and kiss him.
And do other things.
All the things.
We spent the last few days in each other’s arms, our bodies naked and eager, our lips locked as we got ourselves off. Over and over.
I’ve never had so much sex in my entire life.
It’s amazing. I’m addicted.
I want more. I want to try it all with him.
But it’s not just sex. It’s him.
I want to be with him all the time.
Shutting off the car, I grab my bag, nearly tripping to the elevator to get to him. As soon as I crash through the front door, I kick off my shoes, smelling food being cooked, and I know exactly where he’ll be. Dropping my bag onto the floor, I move toward him in a rush, pressing my face into his neck and wrapping my arms around his warm, sleek body. I don’t even hesitate.
He always welcomes my touch, he never turns me away.
Fuck, I love that.
“Mm,” he grins as I kiss my way up to his lips, taking him in a heated, drawn-out make-out session.
“Hey,” I finally say, arching my hips up against his ass, my hard cock pressing right into his crease. The perfect fit, I think. One day. One day we’ll get to that, but right now, I’m happy with this.
He pushes back against it, wiggling in my arms slightly before slipping away.
“Baby,” he begins, sounding slightly resistant.
“What’s wrong—” I begin but am cut off by the sound of unfamiliar voices.
“Oh, don’t let us stop you two love birds,” a sweet female voice says behind me. “I haven’t seen Cooper this happy in ages. He’s been telling us all about you, Matthew.”
I turn slowly and feel my cheeks heat. Oh fuck. Am I meeting his parents? Right now?
Goddamn, and I have a boner.
Good fuck. I need a pillow to hug to my lap. This is indecent.
“I messaged you to tell you they were here, but you must not have seen it,” Cooper whispers apologetically.