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“I’m glad I met you when I did too.” He twirled some pasta onto his fork. “And this is really good. You offering me pasta, wine, and sex makes for a very happy Linden.”
I snorted. “I haven’t offered you sex tonight.”
He chewed his mouthful and washed it down with a sip of wine. “Not yet, but you’re gonna.” Then he nodded at my plate. “Eat up. You’re gonna need the sustenance.”
The restof the week went by in a flash. Work was busy, and I had an ongoing stream of text conversations with Linden, but Friday couldn’t come fast enough.
I was expected at his place by seven. He was ordering dinner and I’d be staying the night. So we could go shopping early on Saturday morning, was his reasoning.
I held absolutely zero objections.
Spending the night, sleeping next to him was a logical next step.
For boyfriends.
I knocked on his door at ten to seven and he opened the door for me with a smile. “Hello, handsome,” he said.
“Hey.” I stepped inside and he didn’t really step aside so I found myself right up against him, so pressing him against the wall and kissing him was a completely logical next step.
For boyfriends.
“Mm,” he hummed, smiling. “Hello, handsome, indeed.”
It was weird how I’d managed to go months without sex before, and now even having sex once or twice a week wasn’t enough. I pinned him against the wall with my hips, letting him feel how turned on I was. What he did to me.
“Oh fuck,” he said. “I was gonna ask what takeout you wanted to order, but dinner can wait.” He took my hand and led me to his room.
“I can wait if you’re hungry,” I began.
He turned to face me, his back to the bed, and he pulled me in for a hot, hard kiss. “I’m hungry for you,” he murmured, pulling my shirt over my head, then trying for the button on my jeans. “Christ.”
I was about to argue, trying to pace this, trying to slow us down, but then he slipped his hand down my briefs and stroked my erection.
And then I couldn’t argue.
There was no turning back, no stopping. I couldn’t get enough of him, and from the way he was working me over and trying to help me get undressed, it was safe to guess he felt the same.
We fell onto the bed in a mass of limbs and urgent mouths and desperate fingers and whispered pleas. Passion and desire, so fucking hot.
I couldn’t get inside him fast enough.
I needed to sink into him, bury myself deep and never return. I wanted to lose myself in his heat, succumb to his every desire and whim.
I couldn’t get deep enough. I couldn’t get enough.
And as I drove into him, over and over, pulling out to the tip, then sliding back into the hilt. Watching every flicker of pleasure in his eyes, every emotion and tasting it all on his tongue.
The way he held onto me, the way he arched his back when he came, and my god, the way he whispered my name. His cock pulsed between us, and his seed spurted onto his belly.
I tumbled over the edge right after him. My orgasm set fire to my blood, to my bones, and I came hard. I lost all sight and sound, the room spun, and Linden writhed under me, groaning with me.
I collapsed on top of him, and he laughed. “Holy fuck,” he said, breathless.
It took a few moments for my senses to come back to me, his fingers tracing gentle patterns over my back. I wished I could stay inside him forever. I wished I didn’t have to move, but of course that wasn’t the case.
I slowly pulled out of him and got to my knees, but when I looked down, what I saw stopped me cold.
“Oh shit,” I said. “Linden.”
