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The emotions hurt, both in their intensity in the present and how they punished me in the past.
Dylan’s eyes were intense, and, in the candlelight of the restaurant, they became darker. “It’s because it’s us. This is love and it’s forever.”
I swallowed again and nodded; this time unable to stop the small tear that leaked from the corner of one eye. I reached up with my left hand to flick it away.
Dylan’s thumb rubbed over the top of my hand. “Should we ask the waiter to box this up?” he suggested. “We might need a midnight snack.”
I couldn’t stop the smile that split my face as I felt myself flush, despite the tears in my eyes.
“Is that a blush?” Dylan asked, provocatively. “We’ve already made love, so why are you embarrassed?”
“Because it was new last time and, in a way, unexpected, and now it’s… expected,” I admitted.
Dylan’s face softened. “It’ doesn’t have to be, honey. I just want to be with you. However that plays out; it’s fine.”
“But… we’re together, now, and I want us to be together in every way.” It was hard discussing it because I was shy. I’d never voiced sexual feelings out loud before.
Dylan paused briefly before answering. “I do, too, but we don’t have to be physical if you don’t want to be.”
“I want to,” I said, the words rushing out, and then I stopped realizing the admission. “I mean…”
Dylan gave a devilish smile. “Remi, it’s okay. You can want me. In fact, it’s exciting.” He winked and stopped the waiter as he walked past our table. “Excuse me, can we get some take-home boxes, and can you wrap up whatever dessert you think is the most delicious?”
I flushed even more, and I looked away across the restaurant until the waiter left. “I don’t know why I feel so shy about it,” I admitted.
“You never have to feel shy or embarrassed with me. Anything you want or need; you can simply ask. In the bedroom or out of it.”
“I guess… it’s just that it changes our relationship, and we can never go back. I don’t want to lose your friendship. I mean, I need you in a lot of ways, but emotionally, it’s so strong.”
The waiter stopped by with two empty takeaway boxes and a brown bag with a handle. “The desserts are inside,” he said. “Have a wonderful rest of your evening.” He laid a small leather portfolio on the table. “I’ll take this when you’re ready.”
Dylan reached for his wallet. “I’m ready.” He laid a credit card on top without looking at the bill.
“Thank you, sir,” the young man replied. “I’ll be right back.”
After the waiter left us, Dylan leaned forward to reclaim the hand he had released to pay the bill. “It’s changed, but in good way. We won’t lose what we’ve always had Remi. Okay? I promise.”
“Do you understand why I’m worried, though?” I hated showing that I had any doubts about us, but it was more that I didn’t want to lose him. That after this…could I stand it?
“Of course, but I won’t let that happen. It’s only going to get better.”
I was elated at his words, and I wondered how it was possible to adore him even more, but I did. I could see how much he loved me by the way he had been looking at me and softly touching me all evening.
Leaving the restaurant and on the way back to my apartment there was always some sort of physical touch between us; his hand at the small of my back, a bent index finger running down my arm, a kiss after he opened my door and I slid into the passenger seat, and our hands entwined while he drove us home. My heart was ready to burst, and my body was already primed. We didn’t talk much on the way back but the looks we exchanged spoke volumes.
Driving into the garage, he lifted my hand and kissed the back of it, languidly. His lips were so soft on my skin he sent shivers running through my entire body.
“I love you,” he said simply.
I drew in a shuttering breath. “I love you, too. I really, do.”
After Dylan parked the car, he threw a hooded glance in my direction, kissed my hand again and then got out of the car, came around and opened my door. When I stood up, he took me in his arms, his hands sliding up my arms and then down my back, pulling me into the loose circle of his embrace. The car door was still open as he bent to run a series of soft, and decidedly stimulating kisses down the cord of my neck. I cocked my head to to one side, giving him more access as they became hungrier and more stimulating. Heat began to pool in my lower body and my knees became week. My hands culched at his shoulders to steady myself, but when he sensed my instability, his embrace tightened. I was safe from falling, safe in his strong arms.
“I know that you love me, Remi. I know it in my soul.” He spoke against my skin, then lifted his head to look into my eyes, his gaze feverish. “No one expects to meet the love of their life when they’re six years old.”
I almost gasped at the reverence in his voice as his head bent and he took my mouth in a ravenous kiss. His lips were firm as they moved with mine, his tongue plunging into my willing mouth as his hands roamed over my back while the other slid down over the round curve of my butt to pull me, hard, against him. I was left in no doubt of his desire because I felt the ridged column of his dick against my stomach. Even through my jeans and his, our bodies combusted with heat. I wouldn’t have minded if he would have stripped me naked where we stood.
Again and again, he kissed me as my hands slid up his strong arms and shoulders to the back of his head and into the silky strands of his hair. We kissed like we were starving, as if it was the end of the world and this was our last night together.
