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“Damn,” I say. “That’s a lot.”
He huffs out a breath and reaches for his beer again.
“I have a lot more follow up questions,” I say as I watch his throat bob while he takes a drink.
“I’m sure you do,” he mutters.
He then captures my rook.
Fucker.
“What does your moon tattoo mean?” he asks, glancing down to my ribs.
That takes me by surprise. I was expecting a question about everything I word vomited earlier about my family. “You already asked me before, and I told you, it’s just for fun.”
Ty just stares back at me, clearly seeing through that.
My eyes narrow at him. “Of all the tattoos I have, why are you stuck on this one?”
He shakes his head. “Not my turn to answer questions.”
“Have I told you lately that I hate you?” I smile at him.
“Answer.”
I sigh. “Somehow, you’ve managed to pick out one of the very few tattoos I have that actually does mean something.” I pause, as a warm feeling spreads through my chest. It’s my favorite tattoo… and it seems like it’s his too. “Ever since I was a kid, I really liked the moon. There’s something about it that always brought me comfort. Every night, it looks different. It cycles between dark and light, and the fact that a new moon is born out of darkness is just… I don’t know, there’s something really cool about that. I guess in some sort of weird way, I compared it to my own transition in life, when branching out on my own and making my own decisions. That I can make something light out of the darkness.” I glance towards him. “But I think if you look up the actual meaning of a full moon tattoo, it’s like a werewolf or something. So, that’s cool too I guess.” I shrug, a bit surprised at how uncomfortable I am sharing this part of me.
Ty observes me silently for a moment before dropping his eyes to the board with a nod.
Of course he wouldn’t have any response to that. Even though I’m not sure I really want him to.
My next move is an epic one, as I take his rook.
And an epic move deserves an epic question.
Because enough of this. It’s time to get down to business.
I lean back and wait until he makes eye contact with me.
“Do you know how to suck dick, Tiger? Or do you need me to show you again?”
TWENTY-ONE
I don’t know who moves first, as the chessboard falls to the ground and our lips crash together. There’s absolutely nothing calculated about either of our actions as our hands roam and we stay locked in a heated, messy kiss. All the tension that was building during the game, as we reluctantly shared pieces of ourselves with each other, has now overflowed. And as he pulls at my hair and I bite his lip, I think it’s more than just the tension from tonight we are releasing.
My hand drops to his belt buckle, and he inhales sharply. But his tongue continues to slide along mine and his hand runs over my chest, which is all I need to know we are doing this.
Fuck yeah.
I slide his zipper down and shove my hand into his pants, grasping his hardening cock. And as a small grunt escapes him, I’m instantly hard too. And very happy.
As I stroke him in his pants, his hand once again travels up to the back of my head, gripping my hair tight as he deepens our kiss. I can feel the release as he lets go of everything that controls him, just like the last time we did this. He’s letting himself enjoy this, and well, we’re going to fucking enjoy this.
I pull back from him and take in the look in his eyes. There are no walls erected, except for the one in my hand.
“So, you didn’t answer my question.” I keep my eyes glued to his, and my hand on his cock.
His chest rises and falls as he stares back at me. His brow then furrows slightly. “Obviously I’ve never sucked a dick before.”
