“Not a good idea, birdie.”
I move toward him. “Please. Just one kiss.”
He shakes his head. “Bad things happen to things I love, birdie. I can’t lose you. It would hurt too much.”
We’re standing chest to chest. I swear I can feel his heart pounding. He’s so scared, but he doesn’t have to be.
I whisper, “Maurice, please. I’m not going anywhere.”
His eyes close as a single tear falls down his cheek. I catch it with my tongue, drinking it away. His sorrow will become mine, if only at this moment. He exhales shakily as I press my lips against his in a soft kiss. When he doesn’t push me away, I do it again. And again. Finally, his lips part, welcoming me in. Our kiss starts out slow, but soon consumes both of us as we allow ourselves tofeel.
“Maurice Di Bello, I think I’m falling for you,” I say, caressing his cheek.
His eyes open. “I loved you the moment I first saw you, birdie.”
We kiss again, but this time he pulls me close. His kiss makes me feel like I’ve lived a thousand lives with him before. It’s like coming home. It’s beautiful and completes me. My eyes water, and I wrap my arms around his neck. Things are going to be okay. Once Luca and Henri get home, I’m going to tell them I want to stay with them forever.
“Maurice,” I moan against his lips. “I need you.”
He pulls back, looking down at me in awe. “You truly want me, birdie? Even though my head rattles with thoughts that make little sense?”
“Yes.”
He pulls me against him in the tightest hug, but I don’t mind. I love him, and it’s time he knows this.
“Have you ever been with a woman before?”
It’s something I’ve wondered, and I want to make sure he’s okay with what I want to do with him.
“I have, though I didn’t enjoy it. Grandfather made me…”
“I don’t want you to do anything that you’re not ready for. We can take this as slow as you want, Maurice. I want you towantthis.”
“I do want this. I want you, birdie.” His cheeks are red. “But what if you aren’t happy when it’s over?”
“Oh, my sweet Maurice, that will not happen. Want to know how I know?” At his nod, I say, “Because you make me happy. This will just add to that happiness.
Moving down, I watch as he strokes himself with one hand. With the other, he pulls me closer until I settle between his thighs. Reaching out, I mimic his own actions until he’s rocking into my hand, his deep grunts filling the room. The tip of his cock glistens and I lean forward, licking the juices off, savoring the flavor. He breathes out my name, making me smile.
“Still okay?”
“Better than okay. Feels so good.”
That’s what I want to hear. I fist him, pumping him as I lick the tip.
“Birdie, I need to be inside of your mouth.”
His words send a rush of moisture between my legs, and I nod, opening my mouth. Breathing through my nose, I take him deep into my throat until I gag. Maurice pulls back before thrusting. My throat contracts as I swallow, and he moans.
“Fuck. Birdie, yes. Just like that.”
His head tilts back in pleasure. Seeing him like this makes me so horny. I’m making him come undone like this. I’m the only person he’s ever wanted in this way, too. Holding onto his thighs, I give him my best, which has him crying out incoherent words before he pulls away from me.
“Wait. I want to do this the right way. In bed.”
Not needing to be told twice, I climb onto the bed. He moves over me, and we kiss.
“Are you still okay with this?”