Farborn (Maxim Colony 2) by Lesli Richardson

Author:Lesli Richardson [Richardson, Lesli]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lesli Richardson

Chapter Thirteen

Olarte

I can still taste Davies’ lips upon mine, and it is an experience I wish to repeat. I know what kisses are, but I have never been kissed before. It is not something Pfahrn normally do.

I find I enjoy it quite a lot.

Also, an unexpectedly victorious thrill races through me at the news Davies has not had sex with anyone since our first meeting.

A little guilt as well, but mostly victory.

Perhaps there is hope for us, then?

And perhaps Fullstein was wrong after all, or full of shit. Although it is not like him to speak falsehoods.

Maybe someone lied to him?

I shove those thoughts out of my head. They do not matter. Davies is here, with me. Right now.

That is what matters.

That is all that matters.

We pull his porta-sled into my living room, where it takes up most of the free space.

I do not even care about that. Before Davies entered my life, any kind of extraneous clutter would usually set my nerves on edge.

This is not the first time he has stayed with me, but this time feels oh, so much different. Before today, he would get a hotel room and stage all of his belongings there, bringing just what he needed with him for the nights he spent with me.

Tonight, it feels like he is truly mine now.

I never realized how deeply that would strike within my soul.

“What’s wrong?” he asks.

I shake my head. “Nothing is wrong. It feels like perhaps everything is finally right.”

Reaching out, I pull Davies to me again for another kiss. I am certain this will become one of my favorite things. His mouth feels warm, his lips soft against mine, his body molding to mine as his arms hold me.

We are both breathing heavily when he lifts his lips from mine. “I think I’m about to cream myself,” he says.

If I understand his meaning, I believe I might be close to doing that as well. “Is kissing always this intense?” I ask.

“You’ve never kissed before?”

“Only you.”

“Fuuuuck me,” he mutters, pulling me in for another kiss.

My hands come to rest on his ass, molding around the globes of his cheeks. Instinct takes over and I start to rock against his body, my own cock growing firm within me and my juices flowing.

Forcing myself to lift my lips from his, I look him in the eyes. “I might owe you an apology.”

“For what?”

“I have a feeling that we are not going to make it to breakfast after all.”

He grins. “You can buy me whatever meal we finally make it to after we peel ourselves off each other.”

He tries to kiss me again, but I lift my head. “You agree we have an oral contract between us then, yes? Regarding our relationship?”

“Yes! You’re mine, I’m yours, and we don’t have sex or fool around with anyone besides each other.”

That sounds like a contract to me.

I let him pull me in for another kiss, and in the process, he loses his shirt. I am not entirely certain when that occurred, because I was too entranced exploring his mouth with my tongue.

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