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“When did you get it?” I used my thumb to move over every minute detail of the art. And it was art.
“Months ago. Last year. You’re not mad?”
I glanced up at him, and the combined heat and fear in his gaze twisted up my stomach. Scooting just a bit closer, I ran my palms up the back of his thighs. He stopped breathing and his body tensed. “What does it mean?” I asked, enjoying the way his body reacted to my nearness.
“I’ll never forget that day you realized my glasses weren’t real. You listened to why I felt like I needed them, and then you tore all of my flimsy reasoning apart, because it was dumb. I just needed to see myself in a different light. You did that. With your words, your looks, your pictures, I started to see myself as someone worth knowing just the way I was. There was no need to be fake with you, or for the guys. This tattoo represents the way I once saw myself, and the way you always saw me. I prefer the way you see me.” He grazed his fingertips down the side of my cheek.
He was fully erect now, straining against the fabric of his briefs. Leaning forward, I brushed my cheek against him and he groaned. “Astrid,” my name was a sigh on his lips.
“We’re alone, you just showed me your tattoo that you’ve been hiding for a long time. It means more to me than I could ever tell you.” Because for me, my own form of art, all I wanted was to make a difference. To show people the world as I saw it. To show them the beauty in the broken parts. And with Jonah, I felt that I had succeeded.
He was special. He was worth it. And this tattoo proved that he understood that.
And seeing the physical proof on his skin? That was the greatest aphrodisiac I’d ever experienced. Taking a chance that he could not be ready, I slowly nuzzled against him, watching his body language for any sign that he didn’t want to go any further.
“I wanted our first time to be special,” he groaned as I pushed my fingers under the band of his underwear and so, so slowly started to tug them down. The red, angry head of his cock appeared, and I leaned forward to lick it as I peeled his briefs down his legs.
“This is special. I can’t think of anything that would make our first time more special.” I pulsed as I gripped the base and stroked him.
He groaned as he whipped his shirt off. “I’m sorry, I can’t stand here in just a T-shirt.” I licked around the tip and his head fell back. His body tightened so much it looked like his abs were carved from stone. "I should be making you feel good,” he huffed.
“Let me do this for you. At least for a little while,” I coaxed, then closed my mouth around him. Watching the way he twitched and flexed while his fingers threaded through my hair almost had my eyes rolling back in my head.
This was one of the most erotic things I’d ever seen.
I wanted my camera to capture it, memorialize this image forever.
That was something I’d need to think more about later. Because the more the idea stuck in my head, the more I craved capturing them in this light.
He gripped my hair and started to move me where he wanted me as I went up and down his cock. Nonsensical words started spilling from his mouth until he fell backward to get away.
“Not ready,” he gasped. Forcing his hands under my arms, he lifted me to my feet and quickly divested me of my clothes, until we were both standing naked in the middle of his room.
It didn’t matter we were young, or that so much was uncertain. In this moment, we were exactly where we were supposed to be.
I yipped as he tossed me on the bed and followed after me. The warm slide of skin against mine curled my toes as he pushed his tongue in my mouth, kissing me thoroughly. His fingers caught the hair at the back of my head, and he pulled to give him a better angle for a deeper kiss.
Just when I had my arms around his shoulders, he moved down my body, kissing a sinfully delicious path. He paid close attention to my pebbling nipples, blowing cool air on one after he backed away.
I shivered.
Once he hummed his satisfaction, he moved farther down my body until his shoulders were wedged between my thighs. “I need to return the favor, but don’t come yet. I want to be inside of you the first time.” His words were garbled as he’d already sucked my clit into his mouth. I couldn’t take the sensation, my own matching nonsensical pleas for more fell from my throat.
He sucked, licked, and nuzzled against that sensitive bundle of nerves until I thrashed on the bed.
I opened my eyes when he stopped touching me. He bent over toward the nightstand opening the drawer, but I stopped him.
“I’m on birth control. With the others we…” I bit my lip. I wanted to say we stopped using condoms, but it seemed weird to say when we were about to make love. “I don’t want anything between us.”
His face slackened, then he fell back on top of me as he braced his weight on his elbows. Taking advantage of his position, I twined my arms and legs around his body to hold him to me.
“Are you sure?” His voice cracked as I tilted my hips to grind my wetness against his length.
“I’m sure,” I lifted my head to brush my lips over the corner of his mouth.
“I got tested before Christmas. When I decided you were what I wanted, I needed to know I wasn’t bringing anything unwanted to the table.”
That was an interesting way to put it. But I wasn’t concerned. Beck had mentioned Jonah’s tests to me a few months ago. My sweet rock star had worked so hard to push us together. It was like he thought I’d jump Jonah when I knew he was clean.
