“No!” My emphatic interruption is loud and embarrassing. I blush and cringe. “I mean,” I force myself to speak in a normal tone, “I want to fuck. I’ve been fantasizing about it formonths, Kris.”
He chuckles and steals a quick kiss. “Me too, baby. But we’ve got time.”
“Yeah, well, we could be using that time to fuck—ow!” I reach back to rub my stinging ass cheek and glare at him. “That was uncalled for.”
Snorting, Kris shakes his head then rubs the tips of our noses together. “You were getting pouty and bratty and, as hot as that is, I’d like our first time as a couple to be—what? What’d I say?”
It takes a moment to get my throat to work, because it’s suddenly all choked up. “A couple?”
Now, he sits up and pulls me up with him, making me face him while he looks intently into my eyes. It’s a struggle to not look away. Eye contact makes my skin crawl at the best of times. I’m never quite sure how to control my expressions.
“Benji, we talked about this, didn’t we? On the phone?”
I shrug, giving in to the urge to look away. “It’s easy to say things on a phone call.”
In the long stretch of silence that follows, I’m almost convinced that I’ve already fucked this up, and we’ve barely been dating for three hours. But then he’s pulling me forward and pressing his lips to my forehead.
“I don’t just say things I don’t mean,” he says, “which you’ll come to learn in time. And I don’t think you just say things without meaning them, either.”
Thatmakes me blink.
He didn’t even question it.Iwould have. If our roles had been reversed, I would have wondered if maybe he was just saying things because they sounded good or because he thought it was what I had wanted to hear. But he didn’t jump to those conclusions, even if he would have had every right to think that way. I wouldn’t have blamed him if he did.
“You’re spiralling, sweetheart. I can see it on your face.” Kris’s words are caught somewhere between amusement and concern. “Talk to me, Benji.”
“I want us to be a couple so badly,” I blurt the confession, bypassing all the other rabble in my brain. “And, like, some part of me knows that you wouldn’t have said all those things on the phone just to, like, get in my pants or whatever. But then there’s this little voice that says nobody really wants that with me…”
“And you listened to it.”
Which is exactly what I was afraid of happening, honestly. It’s exactly what I told Roberto I would work on, and at the very first chance to prove that I can do it, I failed.
“Yeah.” I hang my head. “I’m sorry. I’m still messed up.”
“You’rehuman, Benji.” Kris takes my hands in his and squeezes them. “And, look, we’re talking about it, aren’t we? Just like we said we would. That’s progress right there.”
“It’s not very sexy.”
“I disagree.” Looking up in surprise, I find him grinning lopsidedly. “I think communication isverysexy.”
With his voice dropping low and playful, some of the ‘bedroom mood’ comes back to life, along with my cock. Kris notices, because of course he does.
“So, we agree that we’re doing this dating thing seriously?” He checks in, sidling closer, his body heat intoxicating.
I nod before he even finishes speaking. “I want that, yeah.”
“Good, because I do, too. So I’m going to kiss you again now, if that’s alright with you.”
I barely manage another nod before his mouth is fused to mine again, and it’s like the last few minutes never happened. But, at the same time, I’m glad they did, because this feels even more intense and special now.
When Kristian’s hand wraps around my cock, I groan into his parted lips and relish in his answering chuckle.
“So…you want to try topping?”
I don’t hesitate this time. “Fuck, yes.”
Even though I want to savor every moment of what promises to be a new core memory, everything becomes a blur of kisses and touches and grinding and rolling around on the bed until I’m hovering between his spread thighs with a condom in hand and a bottle of lube sliding down the dip in the mattress to meet my knee.
“Take it at your pace, baby,” he urges, even though his rock-hard dick is saying otherwise, straining and curving against his soft belly. “I want to watch you exploring me.”
