I pulled into the drive and leaped out as Julian pulled up behind me. Maybe I should have waited for him to get out, but I yanked open his door and held out my hand. He took it, but he was trembling and I paused. I couldn’t make love to him if he was scared.
"What is it?" He got out. "There’s something different about your face. One minute it reflected…" He nibbled his lip. "Lust and now it’s not."
Damn, I couldn’t let him think I had changed my mind.
"I want you but I need to make sure you want me too."
He got on tiptoes and his head nudged my cheek. "Thisis what I want." He bit down on my ear, sending a tingling sensation through my body.
Deep breaths, Renard, I told myself.
I picked him up and he squealed but as I carried him inside, he nestled against my chest. His scent filled my nostrils while I punched in the code on the keypad and the door unlocked. Clever me for getting that device so I didn’t have to bother with keys.
"Would you like?—?"
Julian put a finger to my lips. "You, that’s what I want."
The heat in my belly spread to every part of me as I pictured us both naked. I longed to stroke his bare skin, lick his nipples, make him moan and swallow him. I wanted him so badly and the bedroom was too far away so I placed him on the kitchen island and turned on the under counter lighting with one elbow.
He blinked as the light came on. "Interesting." He pulled my head close to his and his breath wafted over my face. "Am I going to be shaken or stirred? Perhaps whisked." He ran his tongue around his mouth. "Or are you going to slather me with butter and lick it off?"
I had to order butter for next time. "Dear gods, I’m going to come in my pants if you keep talking."
He stuck his tongue out. "You’d better take them off."
With one hand on Julian—because I refused to let him go—I stepped back while my other hand removed my pants and briefs. His gaze flicked to my huge hard arousal and his mouth formed an O. He licked a finger before trailing it over my shaft. I shivered and relished how his touch made my body come alive. But I had to tamp down the urge to come and I bit my lip.
"That’s a lot of inches."
Maybe he thought I was too big and I’d never fit but I wanted to be inside him, fucking him while he begged for more.
"We can go slow and I’ll be gentle."
"Renard, I’ve lusting after you since we met. You think I want gentle?"
I gulped, not sure how to answer. "Ummm no?" He had me tied in knots and my brain struggling to function.
Julian pulled me close and spread his legs. The tip of my dick brushed against his pants and he moaned and took hold of me and pumped. My head fell forward on his shoulder as the distinctive scent of slick filled the air. I needed to be inside him but not with him sitting on the hard granite.
When I grabbed him, he wrapped his legs around me and I carried him into the bedroom. After laying him on the bed, I turned on a lamp. Julian didn’t waste time and was already scrambling out of his clothes. I was in awe of his length.
He grinned. "You’re not the only one who’s ummm well endowed." A pink flush spread over his cheeks. "Can’t believe I just said that." He giggled and his shoulders shook.
After removing my shirt, I kneeled on the mattress wanting my lips on his skin, needing his scent on my body and desperate to have him moaning in my ear. But Julian sat up and crawled between my legs before sitting on me.
"I’m being bold." He ground his beautiful curved ass on my cock. Gods, it felt so good. "Because I want you so bad.” He lifted himself up and leaned over me so his nipple skimmed over my mouth. It hardened and peaked and I licked it.
"Harder."
My teeth grazed his nipple and he whimpered. "Yes, right there."
He brushed his butt over over my dick and his teasing grin told me he was enjoying having power over me. "Say my name and tell me how much you want me."
It took all my strength not to plunge into him and fuck him senseless.
"Julian, … I l-lust over you and f-for you."
I couldn’t tell him he was my forever. That might scare him off. I grabbed his butt cheeks with both hands and slick coated my fingers. I wasn’t good with words and I was babbling. Nuzzling his throat, I inched a finger toward his hole.
