Page 63 of Moonlight Hearts

“Who, me?Amory, I know you think I can read your mind.Do you also think I can see the future now?”

“Well, would you tell me if you could?”

He huffed with laughter, a much more melodic sound than I could’ve ever made.“Why would I tell you a secret that keeps me mysterious to you?You’re not easily impressed, and I have to make sure I don’t lose my edge.Don’t think I don’t see you making big eyes at the world and looking like candy anyone would enjoy putting in their mouth.”

“You’re not anyone.”

I let go of his hand and focused on doing this right.I was all but certain that Soyer liked it when I took charge.Or, not take charge—he enjoyed that part and did it effortlessly.He liked it when he could see me being eager though, and I was learning to show him that.I wanted to show him that I was eager, when it was him.

He watched me peel my sweater off, his eyes going to my naked skin.Half a year ago, this would’ve worried me just because it was still light out and because my pants were coming off in the not so distant future, and he’d be able to see all of me.Today, it worried me only because I knew I wasn’t as…hot as Soyer.

“You never take this off, do you?”he asked, and reached for the pendant of the necklace he had given me, his fingers brushing my skin and making me shiver.

“I like it.Plus, it was so expensive that I don’t want it to be wasted by collecting dust somewhere.”

“Worrier.”

He let go of the pendant and pulled his own sweater off.He didn’t try to make it into a show, but it was, considering I always enjoyed watching his muscles work.He was so athletic; the jock of a boyfriend I’d dreamed of having when I’d allowed myself to dream such dreams, back in high school.

Before he could prompt me, I went about taking off my pants.He looked better doing that too, but when I let myself fall backward onto the bed, none of it mattered anymore.

“I’m glad you didn’t make the bed,” I told him, folding the sheets and duvet over us both.

“Are you cold?I’ll keep you warm, my heart.”

That prospect was too tempting for me to tell him that I could already feel heat gathering at the bottom of my belly, and sure enough, he was pulling me close to him.We kissed then, but Soyer wasn’t quite as tender today as he could be, nipping my lips instead.That made me moan, and when I did, he moved his leg between mine, which in turn made me pull up my knee, giving him access.

“Is this good for you?”He used his thigh to rub against my cock, carefully, but even that small bit of stimulation was enough to set my eyes aflutter.

“Yeah.”

“Good.We have at least a few hours.”

“But I should be early—”

He moved in for another kiss, another nip.“You should stop talking about work right now.”

I was about to tell him I was sorry, but he ran his fingers over my side, finding just the right pressure and the right spot to make me flinch from ticklishness.

Humming with pleasure, he used that reaction to pull our bodies flush and kiss the breath right out of me.After he abandoned my lips, he spent some time kissing my throat, and I was lying half on my back and at such an angle that the most I could do was hug him back.But I remembered that I had hips too, and in an attempt to show him that I wasn’t going to let him have all the fun, I tried moving below the blanket.

Soyer chuckled, his breath making goose bumps spring up all over my skin.“Eager, are you?Don’t worry, I’ll take care of your lovely ass soon.”Then he stopped and pulled back until he could look into my eyes.“That’s okay with you?”

I licked his taste off my lips.“Yes.I think you’ve triple-checked now.”

“Have I?Good of you to keep count.Tell me what you want, Amory.”

I saw the mischief in his smile, but also the desire.Soyer was a powerful man, and he never let me forget it when we made love, but he always shared that power with me.Right now, I could’ve asked him to go downstairs and make me hot tea with freshly squeezed lemon juice and bring it upstairs to me, and there was no doubt in my mind that he would have done exactly that.

Except that would have been a special kind of cruelty.“I want to feel you.”I closed my eyes.“Inside of me.”

He kissed my cheek, the gentlest of gestures.“You can say it however you like.Don’t be afraid of the words.”

I opened my eyes and met his.“I want you to top me, and I feel silly saying that.”

“Well, too bad.I like hearing it.Don’t move.”He paused.“Do you want me to use a condom?”

I checked in with my body, then shook my head.“No, it’s okay.”