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Leaning over him on hands and knees, I peered at the face I’d memorized years earlier and continued to dream about every night regardless of the distance I’d had to put between us.
Attempting not to love him had proven futile.
And I was okay with that now that I had him in my grasp.
For a short while, anyway.
Luminous eyes peered up at me full of trust and emotions I couldn’t begin to name even though it looked like he felt the same as I did. He smiled up at me as though hearing my thoughts and tugged on the back of my neck, one leg wrapping around my waist to pull me down atop him.
“I’m heavy,” I warned, settling some of my weight onto him, unable to keep from grinning.
“Don’t care. Need to feel you and taste my cum on your tongue.”
“Jesus, baby,” I whispered but gave him what he wanted.
I’d called him sweet, but more salt lingered in my mouth after swallowing the cum he’d shot into my throat. He loved the flavor of himself if his sighing and one last shudder rippling through his body was any indication.
“Promise me this won’t be the only time I get to have you, Preston,” I begged, beyond desperate for another taste, another stolen moment with the one my entire being belonged to.
“We c-can’t?—”
“We can,” I cut him off, my tone firm. “When this shit is over tonight, I’ll sneak to your room,” I murmured, my dick throbbing with every beat of my heart.
“No! I-I mean not that I don’t want you, but I’ll come to you. It’s better for Jacqueline to find me missing from mine if she checks in on me since you being in my bed isn’t as easily excused.”
Preston had grown some balls.
“I don’t care where just as long as we’re together.” I slid off his body, stretched out onto my side, and tugged his back to my chest. My eyes closed, and regardless of my hard as nails dick and the unforgiving floor beneath us, I rested in bliss over finally having Preston in my favorite snuggle position again. “I never asked all those years ago, but do you mind being the little spoon?”
He muttered a curse while grasping hold of my arm around his middle.
“What?” I tucked his hips tighter against my aching groin.
“This,” he whispered as he shivered in my arms. “Back then. When we…when you fell asleep in my bed. I always ended up in your arms like this.”
“With my dick desperate to burst through the material separating us and claim your ass?”
“Fuck.” His whimper heated me to the point I wanted to rip my clothes off and do exactly that.
“You would wake up,” I reminded him, unable to help my grin. “Think I was sleeping. Sometimes grind against me the slightest bit before hopping out of the bed like I burned your skin. Sometimes, I figured it was just wishful thinking.”
“I-I didn’t believe you were interested in me. Morning wood, you know?”
“Mmm.” Unable to help myself, I ran my hand over his groin, tempted to rouse him back to life just so I could taste him again. “It was all you, baby. Every time. Even the mornings I was in my own bed, I was hard for you.”
“Same,” he whispered, his strangled word making my dick jerk in the confines of my pants.
“What else?” I pushed since the dam between us had been obliterated, and I needed everything. Physical and the mental intimacy our emotions could swim in.
He huffed a snort. “You want all my fantasies?”
“To hear them and fulfill them,” I murmured, rubbing my nose in his soft hair. Sweet as vanilla. I considered sucking on his nape but didn’t, since I wasn’t about to leave a single telling mark on his body that could fuck us in the worst way possible.
The thought dampened my mood slightly, but I pushed it aside since I only had a short time to indulge before the real world appeared once more beyond the elevator’s doors.
He shivered in my arms. “That would take months. Years, even.”
Forever sounded even better, but again…I couldn’t allow my thoughts to go there. But knowing he’d dreamed up that amount of fantasies?
