Page 76 of Give Me What You Will

Sam’s cock pulsed beneath his sweatpants, and he felt his tip leak at his words. “And what happens afterward, Frank?”

“I thought about that, too,” he said. “It means you're mine. That you don’t let anyone else touch you but me.”

Sam shivered but refused to show how much he wanted to believe that. “For how long?”

“Does it matter?”

Yes.

“I’ve seen you do this possessive act with other women. You love them and leave them.”

Frankie’s hand gripped his jaw firmly. The intensity in his eyes blazed straight through his fucking soul.

“I ain’t leavin’ you,” he hissed through gritted teeth. “This is the other way around, Sam. You’ve been the one who's been straddling this fuckin’ fence ever since Papi died. Neither of us can give each other the answer we want right now—and maybe we shouldn’t. Maybe we should just…”

“Fuck around and figure things out later?” Sam taunted, his arousal straining against him, loving the possessiveness he never believed in a million years he’d be on the receiving end of.

Frankie’s throat bobbed in a hard swallow. “Yeah. Fuck yeah.”

“I…”

Sam felt the nervousness suddenly clench at his stomach like a tourniquet. Knowing Frankie like this, truly feeling him, connected to his body the way he was to his heart…

It would destroy him.

Frankie recognized his nerves, drawing in his lips against his. “I know. I know…”

Oh fuck.

Who am I kidding?

I was ruined the moment Frankie Casavani smiled at me fifteen fuckin’ years ago.

“I want to feel you,” Frankie grunted, tonguing savagely into his mouth, forcing Sam to give and bend. “I want more. I know you do, too.”

His heart was breaking and racing all at once, and he nodded, “Okay.”

“Yeah?” he kissed him between breaths.

“Yeah.”

“Jesus fuck, thank God,” Frankie wrapped his hand around the back of his head and slammed him into a brutal, claiming kiss that sent him straight into a full-out tailspin.

“I know you’re nervous. But you don’t gotta be right now, all right? I’ll be good to you, you of all people know this.”

Sam trembled. Yes, he did.

He saw the simpering women that Frankie had ensnared over the years, and that magical lasso was now around Sam. He finally understood their simpering, and Frankie hadn’t even fucked him yet.

“Let me show you how good I can take care of you, baby.”

Baby—fucking baby.

His dick throbbed, and he nodded.

Frankie’s hand slid beneath the hemline of his shirt, pulling it off and tossing it to the floor. His hungry gaze moved over his body as his hands brushed over his naked flesh, marveling at his muscles and licking his lips.

“I never…” Frankie’s fingers traced over his nipples, causing a sigh to escape his lips. He wanted Frankie to explore, marvel, and adore. He wanted it all. But he was very aware this was his first time with a man, and he would go at his pace.