saw him shiver and held open my arms so he could climb into the cocoon I made with the comforter. Once I had my arms around his neck, he fell to the side so that we were lying diagonally on the mattress.
“You don’t seem to get distracted by anything when we’re together. I feel like your entire focus is on me, and the rest of the world falls away whenever you touch me. I want to be the same for you. A little cold water shouldn’t ruin the moment.” I pouted a little, and he immediately put his mouth over my protruding bottom lip.
“There are a million moments. Good moments. Bad moments. It’s okay if one or two get ruined. Another one will come along to make up for it, okay?” He rubbed his thumb along my bottom lip and grinned at me. “You have to stop thinking I’m always going to get everything right. I’m not a kid anymore, and the mistakes I make now have consequences. I’m more careful than I was back then, but I am far from perfect. Remember how mean I was to you when you first showed up?” I nodded slightly. “I have a lot to make up for. That’s part of the reason it seems like I can’t see anything else when I put my hands on you. I don’t want there to be any doubt about where you belong, Ollie.” His eyebrows twitched upward, and a smirk drifted across his mouth. “With me.”
My heart skipped a beat as I lifted a hand to trace the possessive expression on his handsome face.
“I can honestly say I don’t have any good moments without you, Huck.” From the minute he left, life had been bleak and dreary. It was only now I was starting to see the colors and light in things again. It could be overwhelming, and I was so worried about disappointing him.
One of his arms struggled free from the comforter and reached for the nightstand. He grasped a familiar square packet and ripped it open with his teeth.
I shifted in his hold, throwing a leg over his hip, and wiggled closer to his warm body. My chest pressed against his, nipples hardening at the contact. I felt his hands move quickly and efficiently between us. He was still hard, and every time he moved, all my sensitive places brushed against either his hands or his erection. All it would take was for him to lean forward just a little bit, and the tip of his cock would be rubbing against my soft center.
Once he was situated, he ran his palm over my hip. His fingers skated over my skin until they hooked behind my elevated thigh and lifted it up even higher on his waist. He braced his other arm underneath my head, wrapping me up, so I was surrounded by his heat and his intoxicating scent.
Huck rocked forward just slightly, dragging the tip of his cock along my slick opening. I felt my body quiver in response. It didn’t take much for him to turn me on, and as soon as he purposely used his hardness to bump against my clit in folds that were getting damp and hot, pleasure shot down my spine and sizzled along all my nerves.
I dug my nails into his shoulders as my hips started to undulate against him. My body had a mind of its own when we were together like this. My head always warned me not to read too much into it. My heart screamed that it had finally started to heal. But my body became a mindless, writhing mess that just wanted to feel everything and fall apart under Huck’s talented hands.
He slid his palm up and down the back of my leg, which made me giggle because it tickled. However, the more he rubbed his stiffness against my fluttering opening, making sure to graze my stiff clit with each pass, the less I felt like laughing. It was hard to breathe as desire started to bubble uncontrollably throughout my limbs. I tightened my hold on him, moving my head to the side when I felt his lips land on the side of my neck. One thing I’d quickly picked up was that teeth on a cock weren’t fun, but when they dug into the tender spots on the rest of the body, they were more than welcome. Huck liked to use his all over my body. So far, I knew I