Boyfriend Goals

“I like you too.” I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you.

Gideon walked over and pressed a gentle kiss to my lips. “I’ll be right back. Don’t move.”

He slipped out of the room, but I did move. I sat up and listened. I heard the bathroom door close, my heart hammering in my chest as I waited and counted for three and a half minutes for Gideon to return.

He was naked and hard when he slid into bed beside me, and I smelled mint and soap. He’d brushed his teeth and maybe had the quickest wash-up in the world, which just made me love him even more.

He moved over and straddled my thighs, sitting on my lap and looking at me with so much unrestrained want, it stole my breath.

“I can’t make any promises, Gid. If I don’t like it, I’ll tell you, and we’ll have to stop. That doesn’t mean we won’t ever be able to do it, just that we might have to take it more slowly.”

Gideon cupped my cheek, his hand shaking. He was nervous too, which was strange since he’d done this so many times before. “I’ll always stop. Even if we do it a hundred times and then you don’t want to anymore, I’d stop. And if it doesn’t work out, that’s okay too. I don’t need to top you, Lo. I just need you.”

Thud. Thud. Thud. “Oh my.” I pressed a hand over my chest. “I feel like I’m having a heart attack, like it’s trying to beat its way out of my chest and into yours.” People had confused me my whole life. In some ways, Gideon made perfect sense, and in others, he mixed me up even more. How could he need me? How could he want me and all my quirks that much?

“Don’t do that.” He leaned down and kissed the corner of my mouth. “Please just let me make this good for you.”

I nodded, and he kissed the other side, then lashed at my lips with his tongue. I opened them up for him, and Gideon took advantage, dipping inside, kissing me with all the hunger in the world, like maybe he would die if he didn’t taste me.

We made out like that, kissing and nipping, tongues chasing one another’s and playing inside our mouths. Both his hands cupped my face the whole time before one drifted back to my nape and rested there.

When we pulled apart, I bent close to his chest, licked his nipple piercings, and savored the sound of Gideon’s sharp inhalation. Our cocks were standing hard and tall between us, precum at the tips. I moved from one nipple to the other, tasting the cool metal, before leaning back and looking up at him. “Hi.”

Gideon kissed the tip of my nose. “Hi.” When he climbed off me, I missed the weight of him immediately. “Lie on your stomach. I want to try something. If you don’t like it, just tell me.”

I didn’t hesitate before doing exactly what he said. There was no one I trusted more than him.

“Spread your legs,” he added.

I did that too, and he moved between them.

“Oh God,” I said when he spread my ass, leaned in, and swiped my hole with his tongue. Delicious pleasure shot through me.

“Good?”

“Amazing. Do it again.”

I looked over my shoulder to see him grin before lowering his face so it was between my cheeks. He did it again and again, licking me, tracing circles on my rim, and fuck, why did this feel so good? Why was it the best thing that had ever happened to me?

“Gideon…Gid,” I said breathlessly, pushing my butt close to him, and he nuzzled in deeper, basically feasting on me. “I can’t believe you’re doing this…like…where you’re putting your tongue… I don’t know if I can do this to you, but then I feel like I’m robbing you of one of the most incredible forms of sex.”

He laughed with his tongue on my asshole, which was another whole new sensation.

I bit the pillow. Fisted my hands in the blankets. Kept pushing my ass against him. Even if I couldn’t let him fuck me, would he keep doing this to me? Like all day, every day, for the rest of our lives?

It was like his tongue somehow melted my muscles and made my body relax. My nerves stepped out of the way for the pleasure while he licked me and pushed his tongue in me, and I tried not to come as I fucked the mattress.

Getting eaten out was the best.

“This is great…like really good…so fucking incredible…Gideon…I might come…”

He pulled back, and I silently cursed myself for telling him. He kissed one cheek, then the other, rubbed my rim with a finger or a thumb—who the hell knew? I just thought it was amazing.