12. EION #2
His hand was on his own erection, and I smiled at him.
“Come here.” He stood up, and I wrapped my hand around his while he stroked himself.
I pulled his lips to mine. As I kissed him deeply, the taste of my release was on his tongue.
My cock tried to respond, but was down for a bit.
Our hands continued to move along his length as he moaned with pleasure.
When his eyes began to roll back, I watched as he shattered, and it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
His come landed on my chest and neck; the heat made me shiver, and it felt like he claimed me a second time with his seed. “God yes Eion. So good. Eion, yes.”
My name on his lips made my heart beat hard, and even though I could blame it on endorphins, there were also strong emotions tumbling around inside my chest. I wanted to tell myself this was a couple of consenting adults having an intimate moment, nothing more, but I could feel more than that, and it terrified me.
He sat heavily next to me on my right side.
Taking my hand, he brought the back of it to his lips and kissed my knuckles.
“You’re amazing. That was incredible.” He made a little humming noise.
“Thank yo—“
He cut me off. “Eion, you are gorgeous. All of you and I want to hurt anybody who has ever told you differently.” My heart leaped, and I couldn’t believe he saw the part of me that had been so damaged by someone’s words.
I curled into him, and his hand went around my back, where he held me tight against him.
I knew I was unable to speak, but I trusted he understood what I felt.
“I’ve never experienced something like this with someone before. Never.” I had no idea what prompted me to say that. He made me brave enough to share a truth, even though it was delicate, almost embarrassing.
“Angus, it was so good. I hope that wasn’t a one-off.
” I really needed to stop talking, because that sounded like I wanted a commitment from him.
We still hardly knew each other, and I splashed my emotional bucket of water all over him.
I was going to blame the fact that I had come harder than ever before on the lack of control over my words.
Which was as bad as what I had just said.
I tried to tell myself that this was a great time, and he is a great guy.
I didn’t need to start talking about wanting more, less than five minutes after one of—if not the best—sexual experiences of my life.
Though we had discussed labeling this thing between us.
"I certainly hope it wasn’t a one-off. There are a lot more things I’d like to explore physically with you.” He kissed the side of my head, and I could feel the smile.
“I like that idea.” He made that small humming noise again.
It seemed to mean he was happy. We cuddled for a for awhile, and muttered sweet words to each other.
If we had been in bed, I would have fallen sound asleep by now, but we were sitting on this small couch, which wasn’t exactly comfortable, though it worked for now.
“As much as I don’t want to leave you right now, I need to get to work.
” He stood between my knees again and kissed me gently.
This was a kiss that promised more another time.
I couldn’t wait to enjoy each other more.
Animals still needed to be cared for, and it was nearly 12:00 p.m. Hopefully, all the residents would forgive me for my lateness, but they should know that I would one hundred percent do it again.
“I understand, but I am very glad we had this conversation.” I gave him a smirk. It was amazing how he treated me. He loved on me like there wasn’t anything different about my body. It felt good.
“I think you might like helping me get ready.” He kissed up my neck and across my jaw. “You seem like the type of man who enjoys controlling their partner, and it is super convenient that I want to hand over control.”
“Oh. Next time I’ll put you on your knees and drive my cock into you until you come hands-free.” My hands were on his arms, and when he heard my words, his entire body shuddered. He liked that idea.
“Yes, please.” There were a lot of things we could do together.
I might have met my match in the bedroom, and I couldn’t be happier.
I smiled at Angus as he pulled his clothes from the garment bag.
I liked that he didn’t bother going into another room.
I was going to watch the show since he was offering it.
Not surprisingly, his getting dressed was as sexy as his taking off the clothes.
He looked amazing in black jeans and boots, then pulled on an emerald-green button-down.
His eyes were on me while he tucked in his shirt.
“I’d like you to help me with something.
Can you hold and tie something tight when wearing your prosthetic? ”
Angus accepted my limb loss and treated it not as a problem but as part of who I was. There was a weird warmth going through me when I considered that fact. Could this man be for real? “Yes. It’s one of the best prosthetics available, works a lot like a normal hand and forearm.”
“Perfect. Then I would like you to help me finish putting my uniform on.” He pulled a vest out of the bag.
It looked a lot like the one he wore the other day.
Then he turned it around, showing me the back.
This wasn’t simply part of his work uniform.
Angus wore a corset. “I’d like you to help me get this tightened. ”
The smirk he gave me was all I needed to eagerly lace him up.