He smiled over his bare shoulder at me, and I suddenly felt like prey.
“I’ve had… dalliances before,” he started, waving his hand in the air. “And my last physical was only a few weeks ago. I’m clear.”
“Dalliances, hmm?” I said, stalking toward him. “Would you prefer I use a condom?”
Whether he’d noticed the indiscreet pile of supplies on the bedside table, I wasn’t sure. But it was only early afternoon, and sunlight streamed in through the sheer curtains of the bedroom. There was no hiding them, or anything.
And I had no desire to do so.
He smiled again, wicked and wonderful. “No. I know you wouldn’t risk me.”
Never.
“And,” he said, prowling toward me, his delicate shoulder dropping and his shirt along with it, exposing even more of him. “I want to feel you. I need to know.”
My jaw flexed as I bit back a desperate sound that gathered in my throat yet again as ideas flipped through my mind as if they were all written on cards in a horny, overstimulated rolodex.
“Can I have you, Liem?” I ground out, relief flooding me as I reached out and had him back in my grasp. “All of you?”
“Yes.” He plastered his body to me, his feet between mine as he tipped his head back and smiled softly at me. “I am so glad you finally asked.”
“I’m sorry it took me so long, LL.” I slid my hand down his back, and I squeezed his ass, then ran my finger along his crease through his clothes. “Has anyone had all of you before?” My voice had dropped so low that it seemed to rumble.
Liem rose on his toes as his eyes fluttered shut. “Not like you’re going to, Dezi, but—” He paused, licking his lips. “I’m ready for you.”
My finger retreated, and I pulled back. “Explain that.”
His shoulders swayed lightly back in forth in that enchanting, mesmerizing way of his, and I couldn’t help but duck down and lick a stripe across the bare, soft skin there.
Liem gasped, but at his next words, I internally collapsed.
“Some of those dalliances were with myself.”
“Ti Bet,” I succumbed, dead as my forehead fell to his shoulder. “Are you telling me you’ve had toys in your ass?” I asked against his skin, then raised my head and locked eyes with him. “Getting ready for me?”
“Yes,” he said unabashedly and pressed close to my front again—so close that his nipple rings grazed me.
“And you want me inside you? Bare?” I asked, one last Hail Mary confirmation.
“Yes,” he repeated.
“Thankfuck.”
Grabbing him by the hips, I lifted him just as he wrapped his legs around my waist. Liem kissed me with so much passion, so much intensity, that I had to wonder for a moment what exactly I’d just unleashed.
Whatever it was, it was never going back into captivity.
Our tongues tangled, and our bodies melted together, so in sync that it felt like we’d been doing this for years. Like we already knew each other’s pressure points, the places that brought each other the most pleasure. Liem ran his nails down the back of my neck, and I shuddered, goose bumps prickling all over. He chased them, kissing down my neck and tugging my shirt down so he could plant kisses on my collarbone.
Just as our kissing and grinding ratcheted up and I felt myself drifting into nothing but sensation, Liem slowed, changing the flex of his hips to a roll and moving his kisses back to my lips.
“Stay with me, Cody,” he said against them. “And take my clothes off. You can date me later.”
34
Liem
I’d beena student of mindful breathing for nearly seven months.
