“You don’t have to do this,” he said, the words coming out gritty. “I can hold a conversation, there’s so much we–”
“Boone,” I said, cutting him off. “I really want to know what you taste like on my tongue just as much as I want to know your favorite color and movie. Do you think less of me because I enjoy sex as much as I do?”
“Of course not,” he said, seemingly outraged by my question. “I love that you own your sexuality and who you are. I just want to make sure you know I want you for more than that. That it isn’t just because you’re an omega that you’ve got me coming out of my shell, but that it’s because you’reyou.”
His words made me smile and I gave him a long stroke with my hand, his cock jumping at the contact.
“I wouldn’t be down here on my knees if I thought otherwise, bear. So I’ll ask you one more time,” I said. “Do you want this too?”
“More than anything,” he promised. That was all I needed before I leaned down and swirled my tongue over him. His ragged breathing was sexy as hell as I wrapped my lips around him, taking his full length before pulling away again.
Satisfaction filled me as he slid his hand into my hair, finally taking over. Boone wasn’t the type to let me have control for long and soon he was fucking my mouth like I wanted him too. His thrusts were still controlled, not taking it too far and holding himself back, but I was glad he’d let go enough for this.
But I wasn’t the type of omega to let him have control for long. Even if my slick running down my thighs gave away how fucking much I was liking this. Every time he pulled back I teased him with my tongue, my hand toying with his swollen knot. The deep rumble in his chest was the only warning before he tried to move me off of him.
“I’m going to come,” he warned me in a rough voice.
“Good,” I said before taking back over, swallowing him down and giving him everything I had. He let out a soft groan, hand tightening on my head as he came, holding me in place as he spilled down my throat. I swallowed him down before slowly cleaning him off. He tried to pull me close but I only gave him one last kiss before walking closer to the fire to warm back up.
“But,” he protested. Something I’d noticed about Boone was that he was always waiting for something, as if he were afraid I’d change my mind. I didn’t want this reciprocated this time. I wanted him to know that I wanted him, not just to use him for my own pleasure.
“Next time,” I promised before sitting down and taking another bite. The soft smile on his face as he gazed at the fire told me everything I needed to know. That I’d made the right choice in keeping it simple this time but also staking my claim. Boone would require a bit more care as we established whatever we had forming here. And I wasn’t going to back down from a challenge. He was definitely worth it.
Chapter14
Autumn
“Okay, Carl,” I said as I turned to face the lead contractor. “How bad is it?”
Boone had been more than kind in helping, everyone had, but when I saw the extent of the damage I had to hire a contractor. Carl had been looking over the house for an estimate and plan of what we had to fix. He was a trustworthy older alpha that came recommended by nearly everyone in town, including Boone.
Carl took a deep breath as if he was bracing himself for my reaction. Which meant I was already internally panicking. He winced as he breathed deep, likely scenting my panic in the air.
“Bad news and bad news,” he finally said as he fiddled with the clipboard he was carrying. “The damage from the storm was pretty extensive, but unfortunately it also uncovered something more. There’s a lot of rotten wood in this house that needs replaced for safety reasons. But it goes beyond that.”
Worse? How could it get worse than the entire house being a hazard?
He held up a small jar with a bug inside. My heart stopped as it moved slightly. I was no expert, but if a contractor was showing me, then it had to be…
“Termites. And this is not the beginning of an infestation,” he admitted solemnly. His gray eyes studied me with concern as I silently blinked up at him in horror. “You’ll need to think about getting the rest of your things out and what your plan is. I’ll have some figures here for you in a minute.”
He patted my shoulder in that old man way that was reassuring. Right now though all I could think about was tiny bugs crawling through the walls, slowly eating this old farmhouse.
A shudder wracked through me. It was like I could hear them now that I was aware. I knew that was crazy, but I had to get out. Thankfully, the guys and I had already stored the sentimental stuff out in the shed or in their house, so I grabbed a few things left behind before waiting at the kitchen table. Carl and a few of his workers were milling around, discussing things quietly between themselves. They were oblivious to my impending panic.
Then it hit me.
This wasn’t just gross or creepy because of the bugs. It was awful. The entire house would need major upgrades. Meaning the entirety of the maintenance fund would be depleted. I couldn’t live here for a long time.
I’d have to talk to the guys. Maybe find a place to rent in town… which would take more money. Now that job in the city was sounding better and better. I might just need that salary to keep the orchard going after all this shitty news.
“Hey kid, you alright?” Carl’s rumbling voice pulled me out of my downward spiral and I gave him a shrug. He pulled out the chair across from me and sat down.
“Look. We’re not your typical contractors. We charge for our time, sure, we have to eat, but we won’t be trying to gouge you,” he promised. “But with that said, this is a hefty estimate. And this does include the termite control. I have a friend who does it for me at a set price so I added that in. You take your time to work it out and my number’s on there for you.”
With that he slid it over, patted my hand like a concerned grandfather, and ushered his men out of the house.
I blinked down at the paper.