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“It’s true. It took me a long time to accept it.”
“But you did.”
I ducked my head. “Took me too long to figure it out. I’m sorry I hurt you.”
“You hurt me a lot less than other people have, and we’re here now, so—” He tweaked a curl again.
“You like doing that.”
“I do.” He smiled. “The thing is, I’m pretty sure I like everything about you.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. So, tell me more about your first week of college,” Daniel said, changing topics and settling back against his pillow again. I sat up and turned so I was facing him, sitting cross-legged on his bed with my back facing the foot of it.
“I told you most of it. What else would you like to hear?”
He laughed. “I don’t know. I just like hearing how normal your week was compared to mine.”
“I don’t know that it was normal, but all right.” I told him about the new job at the library, and what I thought of each of my teachers.
Daniel ate his cookies, handing me one occasionally as I talked.
We’d almost finished the whole bag when Daniel licked melted chocolate from his thumb, and I broke off mid-sentence.
He grinned at me, licking the pad again. “Go on. I’m listening.”
“Well, I’m not,” I said, laughing. “I don’t even remember what I was saying.”
Daniel sucked his thumb into his mouth.
I rolled my eyes. “Don’t tease.”
“All right, I won’t,” Daniel tugged me against him and then pulled me on top of him on the bed.
I went easily.Thiswas what I’d come to his bedroom for.
His chest was firm and strong under me, as he wrapped his arm around my lower back, and twined his other hand in my hair. His lips were soft and warm, and his tongue slid against mine until a tide of want crested and we gave in to it, kissing desperately. Hands in each other’s hair, we scooted down the bed to press against each other and grind.
Everything about touching and kissing Daniel felt so different from Adam. His skin had a different quality to it, his hair a different texture, and his tongue did things that Adam’s never had. I pushed my hands under Daniel’s shirt, and he moved his hands down to cup my ass. I groaned and pushed my hard cock against him.
“Shit,” he gasped, rolling me over and moving on top of me.
Daniel was bigger than me, and with him on top, I felt covered and safe. His hands gripped me, holding me in place so that he could drive his cock against my thigh. I squirmed for more friction where I needed it.
My chin stung as his stubble scratched against mine. The taste of his mouth and the scent of his sweat was familiar from time spent under the blankets together in Nashville. The bedsprings creaked, the fabric of our blue jeans scraped together, and our sounds grew frantic.
A rapid series of hard knocks rattled the bedroom door. “Daniel!” It was his mother.
“Hold on,” Daniel said, his voice breathless. “Just a second.” He knelt up over me and peered down with lust-bright eyes. “Sorry. Just…hold on. I’m so sorry.”
He stood up and adjusted his cock, tucking it up so it wouldn’t be as obvious.
I wiped Daniel’s saliva off my lips and scooted so I was sitting up with my back against the headboard, chest still heaving. My mind flashed to another time, another place, and another woman outside the door banging to be let in.
Daniel half-opened the door and leaned against the doorjamb, blocking his mother from my sight. His shoulders bunched up. “Yeah, Mom?”
“Why don’t you move your little visit with your friend downstairs to the living room.” Her voice was tight, and the tone of it made my stomach sink like a stone. I knew Daniel was out to his mom, but I shouldn’t have assumed she’d be okay with us being in his room alone.
