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Chapter 19

Dustin

Dustin glanced away from the email he was reading. There was something… Ah, a sound. It took him a moment to recognize the chiming melody of the doorbell, even though he’d been expecting it and trying to listen for it.

He heard the melody start over again and got a kind of dopey grin on his face. He’d told Landon to push the button at least twice to make sure he heard it, and it was nice that he remembered. Then again, Landon was always thoughtful like that.

Really, everything about Landon put a dopey grin on his face. The two of them were hosting game night tonight, with some special time to cook together first.

Dustin closed his laptop and hurried down the steps, eager to see him.

His boyfriend.

Even a month after Landon claimed the title, Dustin still felt warm inside every time he thought of it.

He flung open the door, eyes catching immediately on a flowing black dress that clung to Lena’s lean hips. He let his gaze slide up her body, lingering on her exposed collarbones until he found her kissable red lips. Her hair was done up in a sort of twist that made him feel both awed by her elegance and poise, and eager to mess it up with his fingers.

His girlfriend was here. Which made him a very lucky man.

He pulled her inside and claimed a kiss. He’d meant it to be quick, but she melted into his arms so he lingered in the doorway, reacquainting himself with her scent and touch.

It had only been three days since he’d seen her, but she’d seemed a bit mopey and distant while they were apart. The wait for tonight had been impossibly long.

Taking things slow was fucking difficult.

He wanted her in his bed every night. He wanted to know everything that was wrong so that he could try to make it better.

And right now, he wanted to push her back against the wall, fingers clawing through her hair. Send her to her knees while she looked up at him with those desperate gray eyes. Tease and torment her until she was aching, tears springing from her eyes and tangling in her mascara.

But she was smiling right now, and feeling those clinging arms around his neck was special, too. God, she still felt good against him. Maybe he should say “fuck it” to his dinner plans, take her to his bedroom, and just order in when everyone arrived.

When Lena finally pulled back, they were both panting.

I missed you,he told her.

I missed you, too. She had a suggestive spark in her eyes that told him she might be having the same thoughts.

But… he really did have a lot of food designated for tonight. And he wanted her to know that their relationship was about more than just sex. That he valued her for all of the parts of her.

Maybe he could have his cake and eat it, too, though.

What exactly did you miss? He stepped in closer, telling her with his expression that he was taking control. He ran his hands gently up from her hips to her ribs, then back down, fingernails digging in through the fabric to hit all those points that drove her wild.

She sucked in a deep breath, eyes wide, but she didn’t move. You. Please.

Is this what you want? he signed one-handed. His other hand caressed over her hip, danced down her thickening cock where it was trapped between her thighs.

He bent to one knee and dragged the dress up her long legs. Let me just see… Fuck, she was delectable, so innocent and dirty with the bunched up fabric in his hands and her silky black panties on display.

He ran his lips across her waist, gliding along until he reached her shaft, kissing and licking until the silky material was wet. Lena was shaking, trying to keep her balance and hold still while he explored and adored her.

When he could hear her breaths grow rapid and moans fall from her lips, he slowly lowered the dress and stood.

She blinked up at him, needy and wanton. He loved seeing her like that. His own cock was heavy and tight in his jeans.

Ready to make dinner? he asked lightly, slipping out the role of Dom but still letting it buzz in the air between them.

He saw something flash in her eyes, and for a moment he thought she might defy him. With one rebellious pout, she could demand that they take things a step further, though he knew it wouldn’t be just a step. It would be an avalanche.