Alex: How do you feel about rose petals?
The response comes almost immediately, even though I know he’s at work right now.
Mike: Rose petals?
Mike: for who?
Mike: for ME????
Alex: Forget I said anything.
Mike: no no no I want rose petals
Mike: Alex
Mike: ALEEEEX
Chapter 15
Before
It hurts this time.
I knew I should have prepped before. He never takes the time to do it properly. But I was running late, and I knew he would be angry and now—
Here I am.
I thought I could power through it. It’s not that bad at first, a little bit more pressure than I’m used to. But when he speeds up, it starts to hurt in a way I can’t ignore anymore. “Jason, wait. Please stop. It hurts.”
He doesn’t stop. If anything, he fucks me harder, on his knees behind me, squeezing my ass. “Jason—”
“I’m fucking you, giving you what you need, are you seriously complaining?” He growls, punctuating his sentence with a sharp thrust.
I press my lips together, holding back tears, but I know he’s right. So I dig my fingers into the cold truck bed, and I don’t say another word.
Now
I make it home in the late morning, my backpack of clothes on one shoulder and my keys still in my hand. I’m reaching back to push the door shut when Mike appears out of nowhere.
His arms are around my neck, and his mouth is on mine before I even see him.
My hands find his waist automatically, dropping everything to pull him in, and he makes a sound against my mouth that I’ve been missing desperately.
He melts into the kiss like he’s starving for it, groaning when I thread my fingers through his hair and pull on the strands.
When we finally break apart, he stays close. “You were gone for too long.”
I look down at him, taking him in for the first time. He’s in my shirt, and his eyes are more blue than I remember and very close. “I missed you,” I say, even though I know it’s too much.
But apparently it’s not, because he lights up, his eyes sparkling and his mouth spreading into a bright smile. “Good,” he says, and kisses me again, pulling me toward the stairs behind him.
“Hang on,” I say, pulling back from his mouth.
“No, I’ve waited long enough.” He tries to pull me with him, but I don’t let him.
“Just give me a second.”
His eyes narrow. “Why?”
