Mal made the connection instantly. “Crew, that’s…that’s really special.”
“I think so. So yeah, sure. I got made fun of if someone found out my middle name. It’s technically gender neutral but it’s mostly a girl’s name now. But I didn’t care. Because I knew the truth. Here we are.”
Mal blinked, shocked, I think, by the seemingly abrupt subject change. He looked around and I watched his face as he took it all in. I could tell he thought it was as beautiful as I did. But also, he was confused. Because “here” was just a stand of blue spruce, tucked up against a small hill.
“Where is ‘here’ exactly?”
I spread out the blanket in the shade of one of the trees, then sat down. When I patted the spot next to me, he joined me. I immediately tugged him close, and he came willingly.
“I know you’re an only child but try to imagine how chaotic a house with ten kids can be.” I gave him a look and laughed when he grimaced. “Exactly. We kind of all…found places on the property to be alone when we needed it. To think and breathe. This is mine.”
Mal smiled, then turned to take it all in. When he spoke, his voice held reverence. “It’s really beautiful.”
“Yeah you are.”
Mal groaned, but he chuckled too. “Coud you be any more cheesy?”
I tackled him to the blanket and he half-heartedly tried to fight me off. We were both laughing and wrestling, but even though he wasn’t small, I was bigger. It hardly took any effort to pin him, arms up around his head. I was half on top of him, thighs holding his in place, and I put a little pressure on his wrists so he couldn’t move.
I lifted my head in triumph, ready to claim my win. But when I looked down at him underneath me, where I’d wanted him to be for weeks, the entire mood shifted in an instant. His face flushed and his pupils dilated. His breathing picked up. I lowered myself, barely hovering over him. He licked his lips.
I swooped in and our kiss went from zero to sixty in three seconds. Both our desperation was clear. We could not get enough of each other. I had to taste every inch of his mouth, and Mal gave back just as much. When I tried to pull away, just to breathe, Mal caught my bottom lip in his teeth, not letting me go.
I had to get my hands on him. Without even thinking, I slid my hands under the hem of his shirt, but I was hampered by him dragging my shirt up my back. I sat up to pull it off which rubbed our dicks together. The moan that came out of him nearly did me in. It was though he was starving and I was the only thing that could satisfy him.
Tossing my shirt aside, I ground down on him just to hear his noises. Then I got his shirt off him and it joined mine. With that gorgeous chest on display, I couldn’t help myself. He’d said he didn’t mind biting and I hoped that hadn’t changed. Maybe I was the one who was starving because I couldn’t keep myself from nibbling all over. I sank my teeth into his collar bone andhe whimpered. When I bit his peck, he writhed. He choked out a laugh when I attacked his side and nearly wailed when I got to his stomach. I stayed there, gentling the bites, mixing it up with sucking kisses. Maybe he’d bruise.
“Crew.” The way he said my name was a plea and a curse.
It sounded like music.
“God, I want to be in you,” I bit out, tugging down his jeans an inch so I could get to a new patch of skin.
Mal went still, barely even breathing. It took a second for me to catch up. Fuck. Too much too soon. I instantly backtracked, “We don’t—”
“Okay.”
It was barely more than a whisper and I knew better than to take him at his word. Not right now. He was lust addled and not thinking straight. I knew he didn’t have any experience with this and I was rushing things.
I slid up his body and cupped his head, making sure I was looking him right in the eye. “We can save it, baby. Till you’re ready.”
“I’m ready,” he said, voice shaking just a little. As if to prove his point, he thrust up, rubbing his cock on mine. Even with the jeans in the way it felt spectacular. I had to close my eyes so I didn’t go off.
“Malachi,” I warned and made to move off him.
“Hey,” he murmured, and he touched my face. I opened my eyes to see nerves and determination in his. “I’m nervous. But I’m ready. I want this with you.”
Christ, he was going to kill me. So sweet and innocent, and yet not at the same time. When he guided me down into a kiss that set my blood on fire, I knew he meant it. But I had to make one thing clear first.
“We can stop at any time, okay? All you have to do is say it.”
He smiled then. “I trust you.”
My heart tried to pound out of my chest. I didn’t know how much I needed to hear those words until right then. I kissed him, hard, all my emotion bubbling out with it. Mal didn’t care. He wanted all of it.
I got him out of his jeans, and then took off my own. I wanted to kiss him all over, taste every inch of that body and show him how he deserved to be worshipped. And I would. Maybe not all of it right now, but we had plenty of time. I wasn’t letting him go if I didn’t have to.
I fished a condom and a packet of lube out of my wallet. I had stuck them in there once Mal and I started being us, never thinking I’d be using them out in a field. But he wanted me, and I sure as fuck wanted him. This would be better in a bed, but the grass was soft beneath the blanket and we sure as hell would remember this for the rest of our lives.
