“Lube would have been nice,” I slurred.
His icy blue eyes flashed at me. “Oh really?”
“You’re supposed to keep me safe, remember?”
Slowly closing and reopening his eyes, he took a deep breath. “Do you think this is a good time to start joking about our situation?”
“It’s not? You’re staying, right?”
Terrance groaned in frustration and pushed away, sitting on the edge of the bed. He rubbed his neck.
“I can’t do this!”
It seemed I hadn’t won yet. I’d sucked his dick and promised to follow his stupid rules. What more did he want?
“You like it,” I said. “It makes you hot.”
Again, that head shake.
“Admit it, Terrance. For the first time in your life, you’re breaking the rules. You’re doing something wild and unexpected. It’s an adventure. It’s fun! You’ve been having the time of your life with me since day one. Admit it!”
“You’re insane.”
“You could have already quit ten times over. After Caspian’s party. Last night. You could have left.”
He gazed at me, all serious. “I should have, Lothair. I should leave now.”
I sat up, shuffled over, and hugged him from behind. “But you don’t want to. And I don’t want you to leave.”
“There’s no way this can work.”
Not if he continued with that attitude. But since I didn’t have any idea how to convince him, I begged for a little more time. “Until Monday.”
He eyed me with suspicion. “What until Monday?”
“Give us time until Monday. Stay here, with me. Let’s forget about everything for the weekend, and on Monday morning, we can decide what to do next.”
“We both know what we have to do next.”
“Until Monday, Terry.” I pressed a kiss to the side of his throat. “Two days. I’ll suck your cock again.” I licked under his ear. The taste of his skin was addictive, and I couldn’t wait to eat more of his magical cum. The sound of raindrops outside gave me romantic ideas. “How about swimming naked in the rain? Then more cock-sucking.”
He was silent for a while, just breathing. I felt his fluttering pulse under my lips, where I kissed and nuzzled his throat.
“If I stay, I want to fuck your ass,” he breathed.
“Mhmm. I’m up for that.”
He leaned back and looked at me. His lips were set in a grim line. “This is temporary. I’m being grossly unprofessional by agreeing to this, and I will have to stop working for you.”
I swallowed a protest and forced a sweet smile. “We’ll deal with that on Monday.”
Afraid he’d move away, I cupped his jaw. His stubble scraped my palm.
His eyes flicked between mine, and his plush lips parted.
He was so ridiculously pretty.
I caught his upper lip between mine, and he gave out a soft whimper.
