Page 42 of The True-Blue Romance

“I need to hear the words, baby.”

The air thickens as I await his answer.

But all he does is smile shakily before whispering, “Yes.”

That single word breaks everything inside me loose. Our lips crash together, unrelenting and devouring, as if we’re trying to climb into each other. But I gentle the kiss with as much care as I can, until Lee’s hands loosen their grip, and I can easily back him up toward the bedroom. Every breath from Lee is a contented sigh into my mouth. His bedroom is dark save for the soft glow of the nightlight from the adjoining bathroom. I gently push Lee onto the bed, just standing over him and looking—really looking—for what feels like the first time in my life. I rip my shirt over my head, and my cock hardens when Lee gasps quietly, eyes raking over my chest like it’s the first time he’s seeing me too. His eyes dip down to my shorts, where my cock is now fully hard, and I press my palm against it with a moan.

Lee looks torn between turned on and like he might cry. I only want him to feel turned on, to feel wanted beyond belief. That’s what this evening is about. I press one knee onto the bed and slowly climb between Lee’s legs, then use my fingers to gently tug his shorts down. Lee watches as I pull his off, leaving him in just his tented boxers. I dip down and press my face against him, taking a long inhale and curling my hands under his thighs to hold him close. Lee’s hand drops onto my head in a comforting gesture, meant to keep me close, not spur me into action. I glance up at him from under my eyelashes as I tug his boxers down, until my mouth is close to the tip of his cock. God, he smells so good.

“Joey,” Lee pleads, his thighs shaking under my hands.

Without a second thought, I take the tip of his cock into my mouth. He tastes salty and warm, the flavor exploding on my tongue. But it’s the sound Lee makes that riles me up the most. His groan is deep in his belly, and when I glance up again, his head is tilted back onto the pillow. This might be my first time sucking dick, but I know what I like. I use my other hand to pump the base of his dick because I’m not going to attempt deep throating tonight. Instead, I focus on the tip, and I fondle his balls a few times. But that seems like enough for Lee because after only a few minutes, his thighs are shaking around my shoulders, and his fingers are tight in my hair.

“I don’t want to come like this. Please.”

I pop off his cock and glance up at him to find him staring down at me, breathless and eyes lust blown. “What do you want?”

“Fuck me,” Lee begs.

“No,” I say as I wiggle up his body to lie over him. “I’m going to make love to you now. You’ll see.”

9

LEE

Everything still feels unreal to me. Joey dots kisses across my face, settling that heavy weight inside of me that seems to never really go away. His gentle kisses are a constant reminder that he’s not leaving and I’m not dreaming. This is real. Maybe the realest thing I’ll ever experience.

“Do you have condoms? Lube?”

I cringe. “Probably just lube. It’s been… a while.”

Joey’s soft palm reaches up to cup my face. “How long is a while?”

“Few years,” I answer truthfully, because the truth is safe with Joey.

“All right. I’ve got a condom in my wallet. We’ll buy more at the store.”

“Okay.”

Joey gives me a lush kiss, all tongue and lips and stolen breath, before jumping off the bed to dig through his cargo shorts. He stands up with a boyish grin on his lips when he finds his wallet, then his grin explodes when he finds one rogue condom.

“Let’s hope it’s still good.” Joey flips the condom over, squinting in the dark, then makes a pleased little yip. “Six more months until it expires.”

“Well, I can’t get pregnant.”

“Nah, but I want to keep you safe. We’ll get tested, then we can skip them.”

“Oh,” I say stupidly. “I’ve never done it bare before.”

Joey dives back onto the bed, pressing me down until all I can see and feel is him. “I’ll be your first.”

“Yeah, you will.” He’s my first everything. My first kiss when I was afraid I’d never be kissed because I was fat no matter how much football I played. My first kiss because no one else ever looked at me the way Joey did. My first kiss and first crush and first every fucking thing. “You’re not nervous about anal with a guy?”

Joey looks at me like I’m stupid, which maybe I am. “I’ve had anal before. Plus, I’m in love with you. Now, I just can’t decide if I want to fuck you like this so I can watch your face, or if I want to fuck you from behind.”

“Both?”

Joey’s grin is one I’ve never seen before. I’m kind of excited to learn and love this side of him. The side that makes me feel like I could ask for the world and he’d give it to me on a silver platter. He drops the condom beside my head, then digs in my nightstand like he’s done it a million times. The lube drops next to the condom, then Joey kisses me again, stealing all the air from my lungs. His body presses me down into the bed, and I bend my knees to welcome him between my legs. He rocks his hips slightly with each touch of his tongue against mine, like he’s so turned on he can’t help but move against me.