Watching his every move, I started to gofaster as his body adjusted and the need started to build again. His criesfilled the room, begging for more with words and desperate sounds. When hisbody clamped down around me and his hands gripped my arms, I knew he was close.
Fucking him faster, I ignored everythingbut what he wanted. Pushing his legs up higher toward his chest, I finallyfound the perfect angle. Nailing his prostate with each thrust, I watched as hecame undone. One. Two. Three.
He exploded. Cum shot out of his cock inlong ropes that streaked his abs and chest. His ass clenched down on my cock aspulses fired through him, dragging my orgasm along with his. Pleasure rolledthrough me as I shot into the condom and I couldn’t help but imagine how itwould feel without it.
I wasn’t the “claim him, he’s mine” type,but as I stretched out over Lane, fighting to catch my breath as the needfinally faded, I knew if anyone could make me possessive and needy it was him.Looking down at him as his hands absently stroked my arms, emotions I wasn’tsure he was ready to hear welled up inside me.
Giving him a tender kiss, I knew thatsomehow I had to show him that nothing was going to scare me away.
Chapter 16
Lane
There were so many reasons this wasn’t agood idea, but I couldn’t pick just one. It was either going to go very well orexplode in a fiery crash of drama queens and lingerie. Wilder didn’t find Elioverwhelming, and he honestly seemed to like the clothes, so there probablywasn’t anything to worry about.
I just had to keep telling myself that.
As calm and relaxed as I tried to pretend Iwas, Wilder didn’t seem to be buying it. He was too sweet to mention it, but aswe walked up to the building, he held my hand tightly, and I could feel histhumb caressing over any part he could reach. The tender smile and endlessstories about his week just to keep me distracted was also a pretty good signhe knew what was going through my head.
It was going to be fine.
“Did you want to try that new steakhouse onthe other side of town tonight?” I wasn’t sure if it was another distraction, orif it was honestly what he wanted for dinner, but it sounded great.
“Yeah, I’ve heard good things about it.”The fact that I was already hungry made it sound even better.
I normally ate pretty well and didn’tstarve myself. I worked out frequently and had good genes, so I didn’t need toworry about it too much. Wilder had tried to make me lunch when we’d finallygotten up for the day, but my stomach had been in knots.
Wilder smiled encouragingly. “Perfect. Thenwe’ll see what time the movie’s playing.”
“Did you get everything done last night?”Talking about his work was a lot easier than talking about mine.
He nodded. “I actually got a lot done. Ineed to work on the sketches for the submission to the children’s book, buttaking the night off isn’t going to be a problem.”
Once we’d finally gotten out of bed, and we’dboth gotten caffeine, Wilder had eagerly shown me what he’d been working on.There’d been everything from sketches of me to rough drafts of a phoenix that wasgoing to be a new tattoo for one of his clients. Watching his nervous excitementas he’d shown me his projects and how he’d drawn me had been cute.
I thought of myself as more practical than vainwhen it came to how I looked, but even I had to admit the pictures wereincredible. Sometimes, I thought I looked too shy or reserved on the website,but Wilder had captured something in the sketches that made them come alive. Iwanted to ask if that was how he saw me, but the words wouldn’t come out.
The man on the floor had clearly been me,but he looked confident and feminine and passionate in a way that felt distant.Artists didn’t always see the same things that regular people did. Was thatjust how he thought I should look? Thinking back to the way I’d felt stretchedout on his floor for the first time, I had to admit, he’d captured how I’d beenfeeling in that moment. Maybe that was all that mattered.
Wilder’s words pulled me out of my mental wandering.“Does that sound like a good idea, Lane?”
There was a smile on his face and a teasingglint to his eyes that said he knew I hadn’t been paying attention. “Sorry, themovie?”
He laughed and reached for the door of thebuilding, pulling it open. “Yes, that was part of it, but I think I need towait until later to ask you questions. You seem slightly…preoccupied.”
That was the understatement of the year.
I shrugged sheepishly. “Maybe just a little.But I’m excited about dinner later and seeing the movie.”
And just spending time with him.
I didn’t want him to think that I wastrying to get out of a date or even something ridiculous like needing space. Nomatter how awkward the shoot went, I didn’t want anything to chase him away.Not that this would. It was a photo shoot. It was work.
And he had a good idea about what toexpect.
He hadn’t hidden the fact he’d browsedaround the site, and he’d asked lots of questions over the past couple ofweeks. Aside from some interesting personalities, nothing should be surprising.Hell, he’d even met Eli and had dealt with the drama queen, so the hard partwas probably over.
Wilder smiled as he entered the buildingbehind me and tugged me close to press a kiss to my forehead. “I know.”
