Chapter 18 Forest

FOREST

Oh god I had no idea what I was doing. I mean, I knew.

I had a dick and enjoyed all the wonderful things it did, but I’d never enjoyed it with another man.

This wasn’t just a random guy. This was Sheldon.

A man who I wanted to shed my clothes in front of and slide into bed with.

He said I could lead, but how, when I had no clue what to do?

I held his hand tightly all the way home, reluctant to let go when we arrived. We climbed the steps to my apartment while my heart raced against my ribs. I was surprised he couldn’t hear it. The sound was a beat in my head.

When Sheldon put his hand on the small of my back as I fumbled with my keys, I let out a very high-pitched squeak and jumped.

“Let me,” he said in that calm voice of his and unlocked the door. Sheldon had the code to my alarm, so he disabled that and brought me into the room. “We don’t have to do anything. I don’t want you to be nervous.”

“It’s normal to be a little nervous though.” I wasn’t convincing at all, especially as my voice shook. This was way beyond a little.

“You jumped when I touched you, even though you were aware I was right behind you.” I had no comeback for that.

Instead of opening my mouth and saying something ridiculous, I walked to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I needed to calm down, to take a few breaths and relax.

Sheldon walked up behind me, his mouth drawn down as I looked at him in the mirror. “I don’t have to stay. I can go home and give you space.”

Quickly, I rinsed out my mouth and turned, leaning against the sink. “Please don’t leave.”

He stepped forward so he could rest his hands on either side of my hips and his forehead on mine.

His eyes squeezed closed. “I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone, but I refuse to make you uncomfortable.

” This close, I could see every line on his face where it was pinched in pain, not the physical kind, the emotional.

Lifting my hand, I leaned away and used my finger to bring his chin up, hoping he’d open his eyes, which he did. “I’m not uncomfortable. I’m worried I’m going to fuck this up. I have no idea what I’m doing.”

“There’s nothing you could possibly do to chase me away. Haven’t you realized I’m the kind of guy they write stalker romances about? I lurk in the shadows, know more ways than I can count to kill someone, and I’m completely obsessed with you.”

I smiled. His words shouldn’t have made me as happy as they did. I had power over Sheldon just as he did over me. “You don’t have a collection of my hair from my drain or brush somewhere, do you? There’s a line and that’s it.”

“First of all, that’s gross.” He shuddered. “Second, I would climb inside you if I could, just to feel your warmth, to keep you close. I’m the kind of guy who would move you in with me if you’d let me. I had a guard put on you, Forest, and yet you still want me.”

“Maybe not after everything you just said.”

He pulled back, but I didn’t let him go far.

“I’m kidding. Sheldon, I have screenshots of messages I didn’t have the courage to send you. I’ve been thinking about you for so long. You’re not the only one who isn’t on the right side of mentally healthy.”

“Well, you haven’t run, and I said I wanted to be inside your skin, so I’m calling it a win. Can I brush my teeth too?”

I turned and plucked his toothbrush from the holder.

“You saved it?” he asked.

“Of course. It’s yours. I didn’t strip your DNA from it or anything.”

“God, I didn’t even think to go there. Maybe you’re more fucked up than you let on.”

“I was into spy movies for a while. We won’t discuss all the shit I asked Hart if it was possible.”

“While I don’t like most of the shows out there, I’m willing to bet a lot of what you asked him is possible. I’ve seen a ton of shit.”

“I don’t want to know.”

“Good, because I can’t tell you.” He took the toothbrush from my fingers and brushed his teeth while staying close, one hand still on my hip.

I watched him, unable to take my eyes from his mouth. Would I get another taste of him tonight? Would I get to be the one putting my tongue in his mouth? I wanted that more than I could say.

When he was done, his eyes met mine again. “Where to next? I’ll go wherever you do, no questions asked.”

“I remember saying something about wanting to be in bed with you with no clothes on.”

Without another word, he lifted his shirt from his body, then stripped off everything from the waist down.

I couldn’t do anything but stand mesmerized by the muscles on him.

He wasn’t huge like Raiden or Reghan. Sheldon was on the leaner side with cut muscles on his stomach.

His arms flexed as he moved, his body rippling with power.

He stood in front of me, not caring how I eyed him up and down.

“You’re very confident, aren’t you?” I asked. “I don’t mean it in a bad way. I admire you for it.”

“I am in most parts of my life. In front of you, I wonder what you think of me. If I’m going to be enough to keep you interested.”

I took a step, closing the distance between us. His gorgeous body in front of me, my fingers itched to touch him. He reached for my hand and brought it to his chest over his heart, my fingers splayed.

“I only desire you,” I told him honestly. “I’m not going to lie and pretend I’ve waited for this moment, but ever since we started talking again, there’s been only you.”

“It’s the same for me. Although, it was only you for a while. I tried to find someone else, but no one could compare.”

“Okay, that’s for me too.” I chuckled. “I tried as well.”

His dick pressed to me, the hard length of him turning me on, bringing my own to attention.

I took a step back to take off my clothes.

My eyes stayed on the task at hand, not able to look into Sheldon’s eyes.

What would he think when he saw me naked?

How did I rate, given the other men he’d been with, the other men he worked with? He was surrounded by attractive people.

“Can I touch you?” he asked.

I nodded. “You have my permission to do so whenever you’d like.”

He moved closer. “In public?” he whispered.

I nodded again.

“Can I touch you… here?” His fingers traced over my bare shoulder, down my arm, to the swell of my ass before they reached my thigh and came up to my hip.

“Yes,” I rasped. Chills had broken out all over me. Sheldon’s touch, as light as it was, was full of power.

“What about here?” His fingers came up over my stomach, making it quiver, to my chest, where they circled my nipple before gently pinching it.

“Oh god,” I gasped, my eyes falling closed. He was hardly doing anything and I was ready to come undone.

“You didn’t answer me.” Another pinch, this one harder.

“Yes.”

He hummed, bringing his head closer, his breath dancing over my neck. I tilted my head to the side. He could have access to any part of me. “Can I kiss you here?” His lips brushed over my skin a moment before his tongue snuck out to lightly lick me.

I couldn’t respond more than the whimper that left me.

“Can I tell the world you’re mine, Forest?” he whispered, lips still against my flesh. He brought us closer together, his dick touching mine, the space between us erased.

“Please.”

“Please, what? Please put me out of my misery, Sheldon? Please mark my body to let everyone know I’m taken? Please claim me so the moment anyone else puts their hands on me, they’ll know they’ve signed their death warrant?”

“All of it.”

“Oh, beautiful. You don’t know how happy you make me.”

I thought he would kiss me, suck a mark onto my neck.

Instead, he dropped to his knees and swallowed my dick before I had a chance to get my bearings.

I cried out and gripped his shoulders to hold on for dear life.

Sheldon was about to bring me to my knees, but that would mean removing his mouth from me, and I’d be damned if that happened.

He blinked up at me, those gorgeous eyes so full of desire. He was vulnerable but also in complete control. I could take over. I could fuck his mouth. The reality was, I didn’t want to. I wanted him to own me, to claim me. I wanted what he said.

Strong hands gripped my ass as he held me in place so he could bob up and down on my dick. He’d pause to run his tongue along me or to suck on my balls. My dick ended up back in his mouth each time.

It was mere minutes before I felt my orgasm build. There was no way to hold it back. It rushed through me with such force, I dug my fingers into his shoulders hard to stay upright. Sheldon groaned at what had to be pain from how tightly I held him.

Then I spilled down his throat, bucking into him, chasing one of the most powerful orgasms of my life.

Sheldon kept sucking me, kept his lips wrapped around me, until I had to still his head so I could slide out. My legs gave up the fight. I collapsed, but Sheldon easily caught me. He laid me down on the tile floor. A sigh of relief left me as it cooled my heated skin.

When I glanced up, Sheldon had his dick in his hand and was slowly jerking it. He moved so he could straddle my hips. “I’m going to come all over you. Is that okay?”

I nodded, my gaze glued to his dick.

He stroked himself a few times before ropes of cum shot from him. A low, long groan bubbled up his throat. He painted me with his release. It landed on my stomach, chest, and face. I stayed where I was, letting every bit he wanted to give me land where it would.

“Fuck, you’re everything I could have ever asked for,” he said when he was done.

Leaning forward, Sheldon put his palms on my stomach and began gliding his hands through his cum.

“You’re mine, Forest. I’m claiming you. You’ll smell like me, taste like me.

Every eye that looks your way will know they aren’t to harm a fucking hair on your head, or I’ll come for them. ”

He leaned closer, his face above mine. I thought he’d kiss me, but he lapped the cum from my face. Only when he’d gathered it all did his lips find mine. His cum was fed to me from his mouth.

I’d never tasted my own before, had no desire to. With Sheldon feeding me his, I was taking a part of him into me. There was no going back, not that I wanted to. Sheldon might have claimed me, but I’d claimed him too. My cum was inside his body.

My nerves were gone. There was none of that left. Maybe there should have been. With Sheldon, this felt right; he felt right. I was glad there wasn’t another man before him. Sheldon was my first, exactly as he should have been.

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