“Because I can’t stop thinking of all the things I want to do to you but I don’t know if it’ll actually be good or not.”
“What do you mean?”
Gayle covers his face with his hands, letting out a long sigh. “As you know, I’ve only ever been with Bruce.”
“Right,” I say slowly.
“And as you might have figured out, sex with Bruce wasn’t anything special.”
“Right,” I say again.
“And the two of us only ever did what Bruce wanted to do because he wasn’t really interested in trying what I wanted to try.”
I blink slowly, chancing a glance over at Gayle. He looks embarrassed. I put my hand on his thigh, giving it a soft squeeze. “Okay. What do you want to try? You can tell me, Gayle.”
“I’ve never topped before,” he says in a rush. “And I can’t stop thinking about fucking you, Rodney. I want to so badly I feel like I’m drowning.”
“Oh,” I say with a grin. “That’s what has you so worked up? Of course you can fuck me, Gayle. I want you to.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Along with whatever your alpha brain wants to do. You said I’m gonna look like I was mauled by a bear. My expectations areveryhigh, babe.”
Gayle sucks in a sharp breath. He rests a hand on his lap, pressing down against himself and groaning.
“None of that,” I say right away, shoving his hand away from himself. “You can wait until we’re in our nest, can’t you?”
“I can wait,” he says softly. “For you, I can wait.”
I grin over at him and finish the drive to his house. Gods, we’ve spent so much time in the car today. When we finally get out, I can’t help but take a moment to stretch my arms over my head, shaking out my legs. I let out a yelp of surprise as Gayle plasters himself against my back, running his tongue against the back of my neck.
“Jesus Christ,” I get out, pushing him away. “In the house, Gayle!”
“Hurry up,” he says with a whine, grabbing all of our bags and bringing them inside. He tosses them onto the ground in his bedroom.
“Go take a shower,” I tell him. “While you do that, I’m gonna make our nest, okay?”
“Okay,” he says after thinking about it only for a moment. As soon as I hear the water turn on, I get to work.
By the time Gayle comes into the bedroom again, a towel wrapped around his middle, there’s a perfect nest constructed on the bed. It’s made of blankets, towels, and dirty clothes. I hope I’ve got the scents just right, remembering what Calloway taught me last night.
Gayle’s eyes land on the bed, his cheeks turning the prettiest pink. Then he looks at me, smiling softly.
“You’re so good to me, Rodney.”
My stomach swoops and my heart picks up speed. I step into his space, putting my hands against his lower back.
“You deserve the best,” I tell him softly. “I care about youso much, Gayle.”
He sucks in a sharp breath. “I care about you too.”
“Good,” I say, pulling him towards the nest. I push him into it before slowly pulling my clothes off. Once I’m completely naked, I crawl into the bed with him, putting my back against his chest. He spoons up behind me, his hands touching me softly, reverently.
Gayle pushes his towel to the floor, our bodies touching, skin against skin. Gods, it feels so incredible and I can already feel myself getting all tingly with anticipation.
“Rodney,” Gayle whispers, his hand coming to rest around my body, landing on my stomach. His mouth is against the back of my neck. He kisses me once before sighing happily. I feel his nose against me, breathing in my scent.
Gayle’s hips start to move against my ass and it’s not long before I can feel his cock, resting against the swell of my butt. He makes the cutest little whimpering noises against the back of my neck.
