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I watch Soren also strip out of his jacket and untie his bowtie. God, he looks damn good tonight. He always looks good, and he’s usually in a suit, but Soren in a tux is a whole new level of hot.
I can’t believe I didn’t get to enjoy it more. “What are you thinking about?” he asks me quietly.
That question is easy. “How hot you look,” I answer him and am met with an exasperated laugh. “I mean it.” I open the back door when I see Oscar and Annie want back in. They run inside excitedly while I close and lock the door before going to Soren, placing my hands on his hips. “You’re so fucking hot.”
I swear I see him blush, but I don’t let him argue. I press my lips against his as I kiss him softly and try to tell him that way also. Because he’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
“Do you want to talk about it?” he asks softly, his fingers still in my hair after our kiss. I love that he does that. His nose rests against mine as we stay in each other’s arms but don’t move.
“Well...” I drag one hand down the front of his dress shirt. “I do, but...” He’s watching me intently, his breathing increasing as he does. “I think I’ll need the naked rule to apply.”
His expression gives nothing away. No teasing or worry. He’s just observing because that’s what he’s particularly good at. “You know I won’t tell a soul, even if we’re fully clothed, right?”
I nod and then slowly begin to unbutton his shirt, starting at the top. “I do know that. I trust you 100 percent with everything I have, but the thing is, Soren...”—I get to the last button and undo it—“I wasn’t lying when I said you’re hot.”
He laughs, but it’s quick, and there’s a nervous lilt to it. “I think we need to talk.” His hands go to mine when I finish with the last button and open his shirt, putting his gorgeous, nearly hairless chest on display for me, but I still at his touch. “And your hands on me makes it too difficult.”
I grin because that I can’t deny. “Soren, when I had you in that hotel, I was kind of out of it. I did want an escape, but I knew who I was with, and I knew I wanted you.” I cup his jaw with one of my hands. “I want what you said. Not trying to escape. I just want to be with you here in your nice, comfortable home.” I lean in and press a kiss against his lips and feel him smiling against my mouth. “And I want to talk. But after.”
He freezes for a moment, and I know he’s thinking it over. Not out of concern for himself but for me. And damn him because I just lost another part of my heart to him. No one has ever worried about me before.
“Listen... I promise you. I’m okay.” He swallows hard, his breathing picking up more. “Well, I’m actually not.”
“You’re not?” he asks instantly.
I smile but shake my head. “No.” I drag my hand over his warm, soft skin, feeling the taut muscle of his stomach. “I really, really wanted to taste this beautiful dick you have, but you stopped me.”
He shoves me away, but it’s playful, and he laughs. “Royal.”
I take his hand. “Come on. I promise we’ll talk later. I can’t focus on anything but getting you naked.” I stop walking for a minute, his hand still in mine. He stops too, watching me as I add, “And not to talk.”
His smile overtakes his face, lighting up his eyes, and he nods. “Okay. Fun first. Talking right after.”
I agree because that’s one hell of a deal.
We head into his bedroom and close the door, knowing the animals are likely settled for a while. I quickly push his shirt off his shoulders, loving every inch of skin that’s bared to me. I kiss his shoulders and down his pecs. Then over his nipples, taking a moment to tease each one.
He’s panting and trying to unbutton my shirt as I make my way over his torso. But he’s getting frustrated, so I stand up straight and help him take off my shirt. “Thank fuck,” he says, totally serious.
I can’t help but laugh as he leans in and kisses me hungrily. But I’m not laughing now as his fingers thread through my hair and our skin meets as we press together. I feel his hard cock through his pants, my own answering erection grinding against it as we kiss and paw at each other.
Frantic for it.
He undoes my pants at the same time I do the same to his. He shoves his pants down at the same time he rids me of mine. We kick them off and head to the bed in just our underwear.
He falls to his back, pulling my body on top of his, our kisses slowing. There’s still a need, but it’s less frantic. I start to make my way down his body, kissing and licking as I go, relishing in every second his hard body is beneath mine.
Everything about Soren is so damn perfect. When I reach the hem of his briefs, I don’t waste any more time, dragging them down his thighs and legs until he kicks them away.
His dick stands at attention, ready for me, and again, I just go right for it because I wasn’t kidding. I’d been dreaming about tasting him again, and while I might not know exactly what I’m doing, I know how to bring him pleasure. I can read him by now. When his fingers thread through my hair and he seems to involuntarily thrust upward, I move to the head of his dick, swiping over it with my tongue.
The sound he makes is downright feral—unleashed and beautiful. I do it again and again, swirling my tongue around the head of his cock and collecting the dripping precum on my tongue. “Royal,” he pants. “I need you. I want you inside me.”
I’ll never tire of this side of Soren. This desperately needy side where his entire body is drawn up tight and he’s pleading with me. I do, however, ignore his pleas because I’m all-in with him, and this is something I need.
I take the head of his cock in my mouth and suck, making him curse loudly and grip my hair even tighter.
He doesn’t force more of himself inside my mouth though. And I’m pretty sure it’s taking every ounce of control for him to stay completely still as I test out the feel of having his dick in my mouth. I take more and more of him inside until it hits the back of my throat, instantly making me gag, and he tries to pull away.
