Wilde Fire (Forever Wilde 3)

“Yeah, but…”

“Come here.”

“Why are you being so damned forgiving?”

It almost sounded like he was annoyed with me.

“Because I spent ten years mad at you! I’m sick and fucking tired of being mad at you. I love you so fucking much; all I want to do is hold you, goddammit. And touch you and kiss you and suck you off and fuck you on the goddamned grass if I have to. Now come the fuck here.” My voice was booming by the time I got to the end, and Walker’s eyes were wide with surprise.

Walker took two huge strides until he crashed into me, our mouths seeking each other out with a hungry desperation that had been brewing since the blowjob he’d given me in the barn. My hands were all over him, and I had his shirt off before he even took a breath.

My mouth didn’t leave his as my muffled words barely made it over the sound of our grunts. “Outside or inside. Pick now or I’m taking you right here against the side of the house.”

“Inside,” he said in a shaky voice.

My hand ran down his cock and squeezed, bringing out the sexiest sounds imaginable. “Move then. Inside.” I released him and smacked his ass before grabbing his hand and yanking him toward the house.

Without conscious thought, we raced to the room I’d had the last time we’d been together. It had a double bed with a twin-sized bunk over top of it and we fell together onto the double after ripping the dusty comforter and top sheet off and revealing the fitted sheet below.

I grabbed for the drawstring of his scrub pants while he did the same to mine. My shirt had disappeared at some point, and I found myself mouthing one of his nipples and pinching the other with my fingers while I dug my hip up and down his hard-on.

“I had a full health panel before taking the job in Dallas. I’m negative for everything. You?” I asked, desperate to find out whether we could have sex despite not having condoms. I knew having the conversation in the heat of the moment was a bad idea, but I also knew that this was Seth Walker. My Seth. And I trusted him with my body.

“Same. Haven’t been with anyone in over a year.”

I stopped and looked at him. “Really?”

His face, already flush with desire, turned even redder. “I… I’ve only ever been with Jolie and you. Well, and Carrie-Anne, but you were there. And the thing with Jolie was just… twice, I think. Weak moments where I just let the loneliness overtake—”

I cut him off with a kiss again. I didn’t want to think of him lonely or naked with Jolie. The fact he’d only ever had sex without me twice in his life made me feel a crazy concoction of emotions. I leaned over him until he was flat on his back beneath me.

“I love you,” I said again. “I love you more than words. I missed you so fucking much.”

The emotion was threatening to cut my air off, so I swallowed around the lump in my throat and began kissing down his sternum to the happy trail below his naval.

Seth’s hands rubbed across the super-short hair on my head and his legs came around my back.

“I love you too, Otto. I never thought I’d be lucky enough to be with you like this again.”

I didn’t dare look up at him. I was too worried I’d cry, and I didn’t want to make this even more emotional than it already was. After everything we’d been through, I was ready for some damned happy times for once.

My fingers worked the waistband of his pants down, revealing his long, hard dick. My mouth watered at the sight of it, and I went straight for the tip, sucking it in and tonguing the slit to taste the salty drop there. I felt his legs squeeze tighter around me, and I nestled myself lower between his thighs.

Seth’s long fingers still massaged my head lightly and caressed my face as my mouth went to town on his cock. His gasps and moans punched through the silence of the house, and I had to keep reminding myself my family wasn’t there to overhear us.

“Jesus, stop or I’m gonna shoot,” he gasped.

I almost laughed. “I’ll bet you say that to all the perps.”

His mouth opened in surprise before his face widened in a grin. “Shut up, asshole.”

I took the opportunity to shove my index and middle fingers in his mouth causing his eyes to roll back. He knew exactly what I was doing as memories must have assaulted him the same way they did me.

Once my fingers were good and wet with his saliva, I brought them down to his hole and put my mouth back on his shaft.