“Miller.” I grabbed his hands and moved them to either side of his face, holding him down. “Tell me your name right now.”
His Adam’s apple slowly rose and then fell.
“Stop looking at me like that. You’re distracting me. I need to know your first name.”
“Then don’t pin me down like you’re about to devour me.”
“I’m not going to release you until you spill it. And stop trying to distract me!” He’d just shifted beneath me and I could feel his erection. “You’re not playing fair. Just tell me!”
It didn’t look like he was planning on playing fair at all.
Runaway - Chapter 31
Thursday
“Miller, just tell me your name.” I needed a confession from him stat. Because I was pretty sure we were only a few seconds away from being naked again.
“Miller is my name.”
“You’re being ridiculous. Just tell me.”
He groaned. “Why does it matter?”
“Because I’m dreaming of a future with you. And I always imagined I’d know the first name of the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.”
His eyes dropped to my lips. “The rest of your life, huh?”
“If you tell me your name.”
He just kept staring at my lips, like he was daring me to kiss him instead of continuing this discussion.
“It’s important to me. Please.”
He sighed and his eyes met mine again. “Fine. But I can’t undo it once you know. And you might never look at me the same.”
“How could it possibly be that bad?”
He groaned and closed his eyes. And then he squinted at me like he didn’t really want to see my reaction. “It’s…Richard.”
Oh.Oh.“Richard?” Like my dad? I almost laughed because I thought he was kidding. But he wasn’t looking at me like he was kidding around.
“Yeah Richard. As in…the same as your father’s name.”
I laughed. “Yeah I got that. Little Dicky.”
“Fuck, don’t call me that. You’ve seen my dick.”
“Big Dicky?”
“You promised you’d keep calling me Miller,” he said with a laugh.
“I can’t believe your name is Richard. That’s so weird.”
“Whatever, kid.”
“Don’t kid me!” I tickled his side.
“Don’t Little or Big Dicky me!” He flipped me over and retaliated to my tickle attack with what I can only describe as a tickle onslaught.
