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“...a forehead kiss can cure anything,”he’d said earlier, and maybe there was something to it, because I did feel better after, if only marginally.
This is just to see how hot he is,I told myself, hearing it for the lie it was but proceeding without caution anyway.
My lips touched his fevered skin, and I swallowed down the pain I’d been lugging around for so long, feeling both a sense of freedom and the cold sensation of chains tightening around me.
That’s enough!I shouted at myself when one second turned into two, then three, then eight. But it wasn’t enough. Not when I’d been in a drought for so long.
Leland shifted in his sleep, and I recoiled guiltily as he mumbled incoherently before curling into a fetal position. I sent a sigh of relief and remorse into the room, then stiffened when his arm circled my waist, coming to rest in the arch at the small of my back.
I peered down my chest at him, watching in horror as he blinked awake.
He licked his lips, turning away from my crotch area to gaze up at me, his eyes glassy and distant, as if he were still half asleep. “Franky?” he asked, voice raspy. The arm around me unwound, his hand traveling to feel around my face.
“I’m here,” I said. “Your fever’s back.”
He groaned, closing his eyes briefly before lifting them to half-mast. “Franky?”
I helped him into a sitting position, his hand sailing over my jaw, nose, and mouth, trying to make out my identity in the near darkness. My breaths were quick against his palm, his long fingers scorched the skin at my nose. I inhaled him like a drug, my cock hardening, getting high off of it. “Give your eyes a second to adjust,” I said, my tone desperate.
“Franky.”It wasn’t a question this time, and his delirium had been replaced with what sounded close to want.
What happened next happened too fast, a blur of movement, and I didn’t know who initiated it. I didn’t know who was to blame.
I hefted him up from under his arms, and he straddled me, tugging my head back by my hair before crashing his lips into mine. All thoughts, all feelings of uncertainty and guilt, were gone under the touch of his mouth, and under the weight of his hard body against mine.
Our movements were frantic as we swallowed each other’s moans, as the kiss turned sloppy and ear-splittingly loud. We were two dogs finally allowed off our leashes, and being caged had made us savage.
I slithered my hands into the back of his pants, kneading his hot ass cheeks as he ground himself on my heavy erection.
Hot.The word stabbed through the building lust, batting at my brain for entry.Hot.
I snatched my hands away as if I wasn’t more than willing to be incinerated by Leland’s fire. His waistband smacked against his lower back as a feeling of abandoning home washed over me.
He was sick, and likely unaware of what we were doing, and while a locked door had suddenly been thrown open in my heart and mind, I didn’t want him unknowingly taking part in something so wrong, even if to me it felt like the first right thing I’d done in years.
“Leland, wait,” I said, urging him away. He strained toward me with swollen, pursed lips, his eyes closed. He was tempting and hot—in more ways than one—and I almost faltered, almost hauled him back in to give him what we both wanted. WhatIwanted.
I held him by the hips and scooted to the edge of the sofa so I could stand. Leland took advantage of those few seconds by wrapping his arms tightly around my neck and blindly kissing my face.
“Leland,” I groaned, unstrapping his arms before dumping him on his back and pinning them across his chest. “Wait.”
“Why?” he asked, “Haven’t we waited long enough?” His words were slurred, a mixture of drowsiness and confusion, but my heart catapulted up my throat regardless.
I left him there, returning with a glass of water and two cold and fever pills, demanding he swallow them both down. I slid the empty glass onto the coffee table as I lowered shakily to the edge of the couch. My elbows dug into my knees as I cupped my hands over my tingling mouth. “You don’t know what you’re saying, Leland, and I’m a mess. I’ve got fires burning in every corner of my life, and the last thing I need to do is start another one.” Life was bigger than what I wanted, and until two minutes ago, I hadn’t been sure what that was. And now…
Leland’s soft snores cut into my speech. How much of it had he heard before losing consciousness? I sat there long enough for the glowing embers to die out on a whisper, then I spread the blanket over Leland before making my way upstairs.
I stopped at his open bedroom door, glancing behind me to make sure the coast was clear before quietly entering.
I’d given in and ordered bedroom furniture after realizing building a whole house’s worth on my own would take more time than I’d anticipated, especially with my re-learning curve.
I ran a shaky hand over the untidy bed, imagining him tossing and turning, kicking himself free of the sheets in his sleep. I also imagined occupying the space next to him and being held in his strong arms the way he’d held on to me downstairs.
A wild sort of panic rocketed through me, and I took a seat on the soft mattress before I did something silly like fall over or run back to the living room and demand he hold me and never let go this time.
Feeling unmoored, I hugged one of his pillows to my chest for something to anchor me, bowing my head and unintentionally taking his scent into my body. My cock thickened again, and I groaned in agony, the feathered filling eating up the sound.What the hell am I doing?
It took all my might to rip the pillow away from me and not reach into my pants and strangle my erection between my fist.
