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I pull into the long driveway, shut the car off and rub my sweaty hands on my thighs. Benjamin’s eyes are locked on the front of my home, mouth open a little.
Sighing, I grab his hand. “Is it too much?”
He looks at me quickly. “Too much? Rome, it’s fantastic.” He giggles and hops out of the car. He leans over the rose bush in my front lawn and breaths in, laughing with glee. “Gods, this is beautiful. You live here alone?”
Chuckling, I get out of the car—being sure to close the door he left wide open—and walk over to him. Carefully, I pick a rose, one that’s in full bloom and hand it to him. Benjamin grins, putting it to his nose. “Yes, I live alone. It seemed like a good purchase six years ago. Now it just feels empty.” It’s on the tip of my tongue to ask him to move in with me, to tell him we belong together, under the same roof, but we agreed to take things slow. This is technically only our second date. I need to woo him before we can take that step.
“Come on,” I say, pulling him behind me. “I’ll give you the grand tour.”
Stepping inside, I move out of the way and allow Benjamin to walk ahead of me. The foyer is large with a table in the middle, holding a vase full of roses. Benjamin smiles, sliding the rose I picked for him inside the vase with the others.
Unlike my neighbors’ homes, mine is only a single story. I grab Benjamin’s hand and walk him from room to room, showing him my sitting room, the entertainment room with the home theater, all three guest bedrooms, and my chef’s kitchen. He gasps when he sees the space, moving inside to run his hands over the marble countertops. I watch him from the entryway, loving how comfortable he looks in my space. I can imagine him in here, dancing while he cooks—something I enjoy watching, especially when he wiggles his tight little ass.
“This is heaven,” he muses, opening and closing cabinets. “I need to cook in this kitchen one day.”
“How about tomorrow?”
He beams at me. “Tomorrow it is.”
I show him to my room. The master bedroom is done is grays and blues, the Wyoming King bed way too big for me, but I’ve always liked my space. After removing his shoes, Benjamin climbs on the bed, patting the spot beside him.
Instead of sitting, I prowl onto the bed, pulling him down by the ankle until he’s under me. A laugh bursts from him and he wraps his arms around my neck while I settle between his legs. “Do you like it?” I ask, realizing how important his answer is. I don’t flaunt my money. This was an impulsive buy, though I love it as much now as I did the day I bought it.
He grins. “Hell yes, I do. It’s amazing. A lot of space for one man, but it’s great. I’d like to spend some nights here too, getting acquainted with your kitchen.”
I almost let slip that I want him to move in with me. It’s a near thing that I was able to bite it back. “You can cook in there any time you want.”
Gathering him in my arms, I kiss him softly, loving how responsive he is to me. I only intended to kiss him quickly, but when Benjamin groans in my mouth and thrusts up to me, I know I’m lost.
Snatching my lips away, I reach between us and undo his pants. “Fuck yes,” Benjamin groans, shimmying his pants down his legs. I work his underwear off, his hard cock bouncing on his belly when I pull them down.
“I have a pair of these,” I tell him, tucking his pink panties into my pocket before I work my pants down. “I’ll just add these to the collection.”
“I was wondering where they went,” my omega says, moaning as I kiss his neck. “I want them back.”
Chuckling against his throat, I suck at his scent gland, deepening the mark so any alpha from here to Crescent Town can see it and know that Benjamin is mine. “Finder’s keepers, omega. They’re mine. Just like you.”
We don’t talk more after that. I pull my cock out of my briefs, not bothering to remove my pants all the way. I’m so desperate to be inside him that I don’t think I can wait a moment longer.
In one long stroke, I breach Benjamin’s hole, groaning as his slick coats me. My mate arches up, his fingers digging into my back as he pants. When I’m buried to the hilt inside his warm heat, I twist my hips, trying to feel every part of him.
Sitting up, I push Benjamin’s legs back until his knees hit his chest. I look down at where my cock is inside him, seeing it glisten with his slick. I know I can take my time, since we don’t have to be at the restaurant for another hour and a half, but he feels so fucking good, I can’t hold back.
Holding his legs up and back, I thrust into him, taking him hard. Benjamin moans loudly, tossing his head and gripping the sheets. “Fuck, Rome. Your dick feels so good.”
“Not as good as you, baby,” I mutter as I hammer into him, watching his dick bounce against his belly. I want to touch it, I want to get him off, but I want to make him come hands free like I did during his heat. “Hold your legs for me.”
Benjamin grabs his knees, holding his legs open. I lean over him, kissing him hard as I pump my hips into him. His wet hole is pulling me in, strangling my cock. His womb is closed up tight, making me miss how it sucked me off during his heat. I can’t wait to feel it again. Eighteen months is too far away.
Reaching down, I gather some of his slick from around his hole and suck it from my fingers. I groan, loving his taste down my throat. “You taste good. Next time, I’m going to eat your ass until you come on my tongue.”
“Fuck!” Benjamin shouts, his warm cum spurting against my shirt, soaking through.
I smile, loving how suddenly he came, like it surprised him.
My climax tingles up my spine and slams into me. My orgasm is long, my body twitching as I thrust lazily inside my mate.
When I’m drained, I pull Benjamin into my arms, sitting him on my lap while I devour his mouth. My omega holds on tight, his tongue moving against mine in a sensual dance.
