of me in his mouth as he could, and goddamn, I came hard enough to make me ache. He swallowed my load, eyes locked on mine, and it was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. He kept me in his mouth while he came, his semen coating his hand and the bottom of his shirt.
I sank to my knees so I could grab his face and kiss him. The lingering salty taste of myself was on his lips. Javi curled his body into mine, shaping himself to me, leaning in as the languid aftermath hit him. I trailed my fingers up and down his spine.
“I feel like I should say thank you,” I said, my heart still pounding hard as a boxer training inside of my chest.
“I’d s-say it was about d-damned time,” he replied before flashing me a cheeky grin. “B-but ‘thank you’ works, t-too.”
My hands refused to cease their caresses, eager to know every inch of him. “You didn’t even take off your shirt. I’ve been dying to see how much of you is inked.”
“Mmm.” He put his lips to my ear. “Most of me is. Gives you s-something to look forward to the next t-time.”
“Do you mean in about twenty minutes? Because Javi, it’s been a long time for me, and I’m pretty sure I could go another round.”
His chuckle was warm and soothing. “I have a b-big day tomorrow. You have work and a b-baby, too.” He pulled back, his playful look shifting to something more stoic. “I haven’t really t-tried long-term b-before, Gordo. B-but I don’t want to rush it with you. This feels…” His brows pressed together.
“I know. I feel the same way about you. It scares me, but I’m thrilled at the same time, you know?”
He nodded before pressing a kiss to my cheek. “I’m gonna go,” he whispered. “But that was—”
“It really was,” I agreed. A warm lethargy was sweeping through me, the kind of relaxed satiation that only happens after great sex.
“I’ll see you later,” he said before kissing me again. “Get some sleep.”
The sheer weight of the day crashed into me then, and I barely heard him close the front door when he left. I’m going to sleep on the couch. Right here, covered in cum. Because I don’t think I can move.
As my breaths began to lengthen and slow, my mind replaying Javi’s mouth on me and the way my heart seemed to click into place when he admitted to wanting to make this special, a shriek pierced through the fugue. Giuliana, her wails echoing through the house.
Sleep became a memory, and not one I enjoyed nearly as much as that first kiss with Javi.
16
Javi
Gordo sat close to me, our thighs pressed together. Ever since our first hookup, he’d been like this: needing touch, wanting to be close. Hungry for my affection. Not that I minded at all, seeing as I felt the same.
It was exhilarating, too, to no longer feel strange being at the center with Gordo. It was comfortable, his presence like a warm sweater. The center was my sacred place, but he was becoming someone special to me, and I liked being able to share this part of my life with him.
At the moment, we were going over some of the design ideas Gordo had produced for Mike. They were good, but I was pointing out some areas where I thought it was too complicated. Like a flash tattoo, a good design would need to be eye-catching and memorable, and if there were too many components, I felt like the overall effect was diminished.
“Hey, Javi! Gordo! Good to see you guys,” Mike said as he stepped out of his office. He’d been extra chipper since the tattoo fundraiser and the relay race. Sometimes I caught him whistling and singing bad nineties alternative songs when he thought no one was listening.
“I’m just putting some finishing touches on these,” Gordo said, giving Mike a wave.
“That’s cool. I actually needed to borrow Javi for a second. Javi, could I see you in my office?”
At least this walk didn’t have the same I’ve-done-something-wrong sensation that walking into Reagan’s office had had. Mike was basically bouncing on his toes as he shut the door after me. “I have good news and bad news, Javi. Which do you want first?”
I coughed, surprised and trying to hide it. “How could there be bad news?”
He came around to face me, sitting on the edge of his desk. “We raised enough money between your fundraiser