Chapter 29 Sheldon
SHELDON
Forest’s nerves were evident in the way his hand shook as he lubed his cock.
I was grateful the light was on. Not so I could see him tremble, but so I could watch his every move, commit to memory the way he looked when I asked him to marry me, and he said yes.
This would forever live inside my head alongside the other memories we’d made.
“What if I do it wrong?” he asked as he braced himself above me.
“There is only one spot down there to put your cock, beautiful. You really can’t miss.”
A blush rose up his cheeks. “That’s not what I meant, and you know it. I don’t want to hurt you or go too fast or come too quickly. I don’t want it to be over before it starts. This will be nothing like I’ve experienced before.”
“You’re damn right it won’t because you’re my fiancé and you’ve never made love to someone you’re engaged to before.”
“Oh my god, just put another layer of worry onto it.” He dropped his head. I hated when his eyes weren’t on me.
I lifted his chin until his gaze landed on mine, his hair falling onto his forehead. “You won’t do anything wrong. I promise. If you need a safety net, know if you do something I don’t like, I’ll tell you, redirect you, or ask you to stop. But that’s not going to happen.”
“You have far more faith in me than I have in myself.”
“Isn’t that how it usually happens? Others see us better than we see ourselves.”
My hand slid from his chin, down his neck, to his chest, and didn’t stop until I grasped his cock and lined him up where I wanted him.
“Fuck me, Forest. Own me like I do you.”
He didn’t take his eyes off me as he started to slide in.
I did my best to relax, but the bite of pain was inevitable.
I meant it when I said I didn’t want him to stretch me.
These past weeks had been full of anxiety on both sides.
The anger that resided alongside it in me built more every day.
I’d reached my limit and had no outlet for it.
Forest calling me on my shit wasn’t surprising.
At least I knew if I slipped too far, he’d bring me back.
“Holy shit,” he gasped when he was finally all the way in. “I’ve never felt anything so tight.”
“I was made for you.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
“I’ll be better when you start moving.” The more he did, the easier this would be on me. “Just go slow to start.”
He nodded and did as I told him. The pain, fuck, it wasn’t good, but I did the best I could to keep my body open to him. Once it stopped burning, and I could focus more on him, I noticed how rudimentary it was. Forest was going through the motions, but wasn’t fully enjoying what he was doing.
My hands went to his hips as I started to guide him, making him focus on the movement and how it made us feel, rather than just performing the task at hand.
It didn’t take him long to get into the groove and find his rhythm. Once he did, god, everything fell away. The pain was gone; the fucking room disappeared. All that remained was us and the way our bodies climbed toward release.
“That’s it,” I encouraged him. “You’re doing so good. Keep going.” I pulled him closer, my legs hooking around his waist. I needed him against me, all around me.
He lowered himself until his body was against mine. Our sweat-slicked skin touched, my cock pressed between us.
“I can’t believe we’ve waited this long for me to have you like this,” he panted. “So much wasted time.”
Rolling him to his back, I sat on him, then lifted and began controlling our movements. “Really? You think the other times when I was pounding your ass were wasted? Clearly, I wasn’t performing my best.”
The challenge in his eyes notched up my desire for him. In one fluid motion, he sat up, wrapped his arm around me, and rolled us again. This time, he positioned my legs over his arms and started fucking me in earnest.
“Oh, you performed just fine, baby, but I have a lot to live up to. You set a high bar. If we’re going to see who does their best at fucking, well, I like to win.”
He couldn’t get any hotter if he tried. Sweat glistening on his bare chest, lean muscles flexing, his dampened hair hanging onto his forehead. Jesus, he was a dream come true.
I couldn’t resist and fisted my cock. There was no holding back, not when he was like this, not when he took over and spoke as he did. He had to do this more often. If he did, I’d come faster than I ever had.
I was the first to shoot, a harsh cry tearing up my throat as I came all over my chest and stomach. Forest didn’t relent; he kept pounding into me until he sped up seconds before he shot inside me.
“Yes, Sheldon, yes!”
More cum left me. I thought I didn’t have any remaining, but here Forest was, hitting me just right while saying my name like he did. It was the best of everything, exactly what I needed to drive me out of my mind.
“Oh my god,” he panted and collapsed on top of me.
We were a mess, and I didn’t have a single care. Nothing in the world could touch us right now. We were in our own little bubble. Everything else could wait. I’d be damned if I was going to ruin this moment thinking about other shit. This was just for us.
“No wonder you like fucking me,” he muttered against my neck.
“Now I’m going to have to keep you away from my ass.”
He chuckled. “We’re going to take turns. No way am I missing out on your gorgeous body.”
“All yours.”
“Damn right.”
My fingers danced over his back, reveling in how right this was.
“You were serious when you asked me to marry you, right?” he asked.
It drew me up short. He could be self-conscious, making sure it was what I really wanted, not something I said in the heat of the moment.
Or it could be him checking that what I’d asked him did in fact happen.
Whatever the case may be, I was happy to confirm that I did propose to him.
“I meant it then, and I mean it now.”
He nuzzled in closer, his body wiggling a little. “Just checking.”
I held him, pressing soft kisses to whatever bit of skin I could reach with my lips. “You can check as often as you’d like. The answer will always be the same.”
“When do you want to tell people?”
“If I could find my phone, all I would need to do is send a group text and they’d all know at once.”
Forest sat up quickly, peering down at me. “Don’t you dare.”
“What? It would be the most efficient way of doing it.”
“Hart would have my head. I need to tell him and Vail in person first.”
“You have a point. I should tell Ollie as well as his parents.”
A little smile kicked up his lips. “We could go to their house with Ollie and tell them.”
I shook my head. “That would mean exposing you to whatever asshole is after us.”
“Sheldon, I’m starting to go stir-crazy.
I get why I need to be protected. Hell, it was even my idea to stay inside, but I trust you to keep me safe.
” Why did he have to say all of this? I liked him in the building.
It was well guarded. No one would get in who wasn’t supposed to.
Out in the world, anyone could take a shot at him.
It wasn’t like Colleen and Davis’s house was protected with a security system.
“How about a compromise? We wait until the situation is resolved, and then we go there?”
“That means keeping this between us for what could be weeks to come.”
“True,” I muttered. “Okay, new plan. We tell them over the phone and plan to see them in person as soon as it’s safe to do so.”
“Until then, let’s shower and see if Vail and Hart are free so we can give them the news.”
Telling them meant telling Jordan. I’d also need to get to Oleander before anyone else did. At least people in this building knew how to keep a secret. If they couldn’t, we’d all be screwed.
Forest peeled himself from me. Literally, our skin was gross and sticky. I loved having him covered in me and vice versa, but it reached a point where it had to come off.
He stood first and held out a hand to help me up. I didn’t need it; however, I would always take any opportunity to touch him. What I’d forgotten about in my blissed-out, love-filled stupor was how sore my ass would be.
“Jesus,” I hissed.
“I’m sorry,” he rushed to say. “You should have let me stretch you.”
“It’s fine. I just forgot about it, or I would have gotten up slower.” Forest didn’t need to feel guilty over this, especially not when I asked for it. Maybe next time I’d let him use more lube and his fingers first.
Forest put his arm around my waist and walked beside me to the bathroom.
Okay, this part wasn’t so bad at all. Next time a bullet grazed me, I was going to soak in the attention I’d be bound to get from him.
At least then he’d have nothing to feel guilty about.
Although, I thought he’d find a way. Forest wanted me to be happy, to know how much he cared about me.
He could say he didn’t, but he still harbored guilt for not being at the hospital with me the last time I was seriously injured.
He started the shower and made sure to get the water to the perfect temperature before we stepped in and met in the middle. The water began rinsing the cum and sweat away while we traded kisses and words of love.
Finding the body wash, Forest began caring for every part of me, paying special attention to my ass.
“My balls are feeling a little left out,” I told him.
He grinned. “We wouldn’t want that, now would we?”
That was how we ended up coming for a second time. Mouths were involved. I used a few fingers on Forest. Needless to say, by the time we left the shower, my fingers were pruned and my body was drained.
“I think it’s time for you to finally sleep,” he said, his arm coming around me again.
“You may be right.” I swayed into him. This happened before. I’d let myself go too long without a decent night’s sleep until my body gave up the fight and eventually crashed. I hoped Jordan or the others didn’t need anything from me until tomorrow because I would be out of commission.
Forest helped me into bed, where he climbed in with me, our naked bodies dry but our hair still damp.
We could tell people about us tomorrow. He wrapped himself around me and held me close as my eyes slid closed and my breath evened out.
There was no better way to fall asleep than in the arms of the man I loved.