Page 13 of Warm and Dry

“My pleasure.” He stood up and grabbed both of our plates. “Would you like to take our wine to the couch?”

I wanted to take it to the bedroom, but I wasn’t going to be greedy. The evening was already the best date I’d ever been on, and anything else would be a bonus. “Sure.”

The music was still on low when I sat on one end of the couch and Scott dropped onto the cushion beside me. He put his arm along the back of the couch so he could touch along my shoulder without being overbearing.

The warmth that radiated from his body made me want to curl into him and just snuggle for the rest of my life. "Can I ask you something?" I said quietly, keeping my eyes locked on his mouth.

"Anything." He lightly scratched the back of my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

"Why'd you buy me lunch and stay with me on Saturday? Like, you could've just helped me pay and then bailed. You didn’t have to stay."

He was quiet for a second like he was choosing his words carefully. "You looked like you needed someone to be there for you…and I wanted to be that someone."

I swallowed hard before meeting his gaze. "You did?"

“I did.” He took a deep breath and leaned forward so his warm breath bounced off my lips. “And I still do.” It was such an honest answer that it took me a second to really hear it.

When I did, I licked my lips and moved my gaze up to his eyes to gauge his sincerity.

The need in his stare was equal to mine as he closed the gap between us. Scott’s hand moved to the side of my face, and then he kissed me.

For real this time.

His mouth closed over mine a few times before his tongue joined the party and slipped between my parted lips. The first time his tongue touched mine, I gasped at the jolt of desire that radiated straight to my balls. Fuck, he felt good. And then I quickly fell into him, eagerly kissing him back like it was the crescendo to all that we’d been building up to instead of the very first note.

The last modicum of control I’d been holding on to dissolved as I whimpered with need. “Scott…” I pulled back just far enough to yank his shirt off and then mine so I could get some skin contact. I just needed to feel him against me, even if that was as far as we went.

Scott groaned when I kissed him again, and then he gathered me in his arms and stood up. “Bedroom?”

"Yes, please." I panted against his neck and then licked his heated skin. The urge to call him Daddy was strong, but I wasn’t sure I’d be able to hold myself together if I did. "Hurry."

8

SCOTT

Forest was warm under my hands as he kissed like he wanted to take full advantage of this night. And that was exactly what I’d hoped for. I didn’t want him holding anything back. Not with me.

I got him into the bedroom without banging his head on the doorframe, so that was a win. And now he was stretched out beside me on top of the covers with his hair loose around his face and his chest rising and falling faster at a quick pace.

I ran my hand down his side and felt him shiver. “You’re so beautiful, Forest.” He had a great body. Athletic and lean with just enough definition to make me want to learn every inch of it. I kissed along his jaw and down the side of his neck, dragging my tongue along his salty skin as he tipped his head back to give me better access.

"That's good." His hand slid up to the back of my head, holding me against him.

“You’re good.” I smiled against his skin and kept going.

Forest ran his hands across my shoulders and down my chest like he was learning the map of my body. He wasn't shy at all, but considering how transparent he’d been about where he wanted the evening to go, he was slowing down. Not stopping but not moving faster than we needed to.

I kissed across his collarbone, loving the soft sound he made as he pulled me closer.

When I kissed down the center of his chest, his fingers tightened in my hair, and he arched his back so his hard cock was pressed against my thigh.

Warmth started building in my chest and I almost pulled away, but I didn’t have the willpower to miss even a second of my time with Forest. I just let my body do what it needed to do and did my best to ignore the pressure in my chest that always ended with drops of milk leaking from the nipples. Fortunately, Forest was thoroughly distracted, rutting against me as I continued to kiss down his body.

I was about to reach into his jeans to give him the relief he was begging for with his moans and gasps and licks, when he stretched out underneath me and shifted us so he was straddling my waist.

“I need to taste you now, Scott.” He dragged his teeth along my shoulder and licked downward, circling my pecs and then moving to my right nipple.

I could sense when he tasted the milk, but he didn’t slow down. In fact, his hand disappeared under the waistband of his jeans, and he dropped to my crotch to mouth my length through the fabric. “Forest…”