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“Nothing about this, aboutyou,is a mistake. I could deny my own existence easier than what we did here tonight, what wewillbe doing again.”
His eyes turned downcast, the shyness he embodied coming out to charm the shit out of me.
“Right here,” I commanded, and he looked back.
“I love you. I love you so much that I choose you over everything. Everyone. Yes, I care that Mom and Dad would probably be pissed off, but I care about you more. I’m willing to risk their love to keep yours. The only regret I have is that I waited so long to claim you.”
Pushing my hands from his face, he climbed into my lap, straddling my legs and pushing close until our naked chests met.
“We need to shower,” I rumbled, feeling the mess we made of each other stick between us.
“I like it.” He confessed. “I like having you all over me. I wish you were inside me too.”
A flash of possession cracked through me. Desire hot and swift punched my veins like vodka. “You’d like that?”
He whispered. “So much.”
I pulled him in, tongue diving deep to explore his mouth with enthusiasm. My stomach flipped when he sighed like this was the only place he wanted to be.
“Max?” he said, lifting his lips from mine.
“Hmm?”
“Why did you wait so long?”
Reaching down, I rubbed up and down his bare thighs and leaned my head against the headboard. “I wanted to give you time to change your mind.”
He jolted back and would have fallen out of my lap if I hadn’t caught him.
“Trying to get away already?” I teased.
“Change my mind?”He fumed, anger overtaking him. “What the fuck, Max—”
My hand wrapped around his throat, halting the rest of his tirade. “Calm down,” I said.
His eyes flared. Being told to calm down clearly had the opposite effect.
Leaning in, I kissed him again, flirting with the seam of his lips until they went slack and his body rested into mine.
“Better?” I asked after long minutes of lazy exploration.
He made a little harumphing sound that made me smile and kiss him again. He collapsed against my chest, cheek pillowed on my shoulder, face turned toward my neck.
Fingers playing on his lower back, I explained, “You were so young. I thought maybe I was just your first crush.”
He made a sound and started to get up.
I pushed him down and commanded, “Stay there.”
Before he even relaxed again, I kept talking. “Our parents died, you were attacked, went through a major operation, and then had to deal with recovery, plus the betrayal from people you thought were friends… all of that while being a hormonal teenager.”
“You talk like you’re some old man,” he grumped. “And like I’m some horny perv.”
I grinned over his head. “I like horny pervs.”
He snorted. “Clearly not.”
“You needed time, Wes,” I said, irritated he couldn’t understand. “Time to recover, to learn about yourself. What if I acted on it, which frankly would makemethe horny perv, and then you regretted it later? What if what you really needed was a big brother and not a dick?”
