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Breathless and spent, I retrieve my flaccid cock, give him a kiss, and collapse like a rag doll. Tasting myself on his lips somehow makes what happened even more real.
I really spaced out for a moment there.
A pleased gasp leaves his skillful mouth. My chest struggles to pull in enough oxygen.
“I didn’t think this through, you know.”
“Really? I thought you did pretty well for a newbie.” His joke warms my heart, that’s nearly resumed a regular pace. “Can I put my arms down now, sir?”
“What?” He repeats his question, and I shoot him a sideway glance. “You don’t need my permission to do that.”
“Thank you… So, that means that you’re allowing me to touch myself? My dick’s leaking, and I wouldn’t want to disappoint you.”
I try to follow his logic. Absorbed by his blow job, I neglected his own pleasure, and now, he believes that I’m denying him an orgasm. Is that it? And here I was about to complain that having him tied up limited his access to my ball sack. I’m such a selfish bastard!
Instead of freeing him, I ignore my aching muscles and bolt from the messy bed. “Let’s get you cleaned up. You deserve to come as hard as I did.” I effortlessly cradle his body and lift him from the bed.
“And I’m keeping the belt?” he inquires.
I confirm and make a point to ignore my growing boner that’s raring to go. This experience triggered something in me I hadn’t expected; his blissed out face and spent body are so sexy. I remain quiet until we reach our destination and deposit his tall frame inside the small modern shower. It’ll have to do. Next thing I know, the water’s running and I stay true to my word for now.
“Oui, the belt can get wet; I don’t like it that much anyway.” We snort at that. “Hands up,” I order, then awkwardly wrap the leather restraint around the shower head. “Widen your stance.”
His head swivels. We lock eyes, and I don’t miss his lustful look as I suggest in a playful tone that sounds like a question,
“Rimming?”
CHAPTER18
LET’S FALL IN LOVE FOR THE NIGHT
Ash
“You’re tagging along tonight, right?” My calves hit the side of the box spring, and I watch Nino, a quizzical look settling on my face.
Clad in boxer briefs that he wasn’t wearing when I left the bedroom moments ago to tend to my basic needs, my French addiction is lying on top of my sticky bed sheets. He stretches his tall, taut, and tempting body. His arms above his head mirror my earlier position under different circumstances… after our first actual kiss, followed by the first round of my favorite game—Twenty Questions—that ended up with me bound, deep-throating him the next morning…
Was that just yesterday? It feels surreal.
I feel like I’ve known him forever. I feel like he’s always been around. I feel like we belong together… but I can’t say that just yet. My heart is recovering from being broken and, like Nino reminded me, his life is miles away from mine. My heart swells, ready to embrace whatever it is we’re doing while it lasts. It’s odd to register that we haven’t spent much time together in person, but I’ve seen him often enough in video chats to do a double-take at his new hairstyle.
“You sure Tom won’t mind if I crash his Halloween party?” He yawns, then grabs his discarded phone and puts it on the windowsill. “I mean, I just got here and barely know the guy.”
His pale amber eyes lock with mine. His short hair makes their color stand out more. I get lost in his magnetic gaze more often than not. I could stare into them all day long and still discover flecks of grey, green, and gold. No wonder I fell under his spell so quickly.
I hate that Alex was right about his so-called “gut feeling” regarding Nino. I once believed that I was an expert in ties, but Alex understood the invisible one that formed between me and Nino before I did. But then again, if Alex hadn’t disrespected my hard limits, I wouldn’t be back in Cali, indulging my new fixation on repeat: the weight of Nino’s thick cock on my tongue.
“Crashing my cousin’s party? Oh, please… Tom was the first person to see us lip-locked. I doubt that he’ll be shocked to see you… That is, if he’s not too busy being the MC for one of the area’s best Halloween parties! Thank goodness, the rest of my uncle’s family is out of town; the house is way bigger than Tom’s apartment.”
Hands splayed on the edge of the bed for balance, I lean his way to peck his delicious mouth, appreciating how my taste lingers on his lips after the mind-blowing orgasm I blindly received. I’m amazed at how easily he picked up on edging techniques; over two hours, he took me on a journey of highs and lows that amounted to sweet torture. The icing on the cake is that he was satisfied as well. My rubbery legs barely carried me to the bathroom for a much needed shower.
What a perfect way to start a Mondaysanswork! Who would have thought that my three-day weekend would come in handy? And trust me, I kept coming. And coming. His bag of tricks is bottomless. Hard. Handcuffed. Gentle. Bitten. Fast. Bound. You name it…
Actually, we’ve had loads of hot sex so far but haven’t slept together. He hasn’t initiated it, and honestly, there’s no rush. I can tell that something’s holding him back; I respect that he’s taking it one step at a time and sincerely hope that he understands I’m invested in what we’re building. Alex may have been a major part of my life, but we’re over; as much as his betrayal stung, he doesn’t deserve my sulking over what I believed to be a genuine relationship. And the nagging feeling that he’s the mysterious tormentor who recently sent two surfing gifts is all the more unnerving. Why not leave a note? Sign a card? Speak his mind? I never took him for someone who’d play mind games, but then again, he disrespected my trust when he crossed the line. Truth is, I feel much more like myself around Nino.
“What’s the deal with the insta-love,timal?” Nino looks alarmed. At first, I frown, second-guessing how things started off between us.Did I push him to do too much too fast?“You wanna introduce me to your family already. It’s a big step, you know... ” Eventually, the humor in his husky voice registers.
“Ha-ha!” I nibble his mouth. The bastard manages to slip his hand under the fluffy towel tucked around my waist and between my legs. His fingertips caress the inside of my thighs, teasing while they travel north. I quiver, then clear my throat. “We practically live together anyway.”
