24. Laurie

Imeant to apologize to Worth for crying all over him. I meant to tell him he didn't owe me all of this care, all of this energy. We should be thinking of anything we could possibly do, any place Beck might have gone, but when I looked at Worth, I couldn't speak. I couldn't do anything but need him, so I let myself kiss him. It wasn't a conscious act; my lips were just suddenly on his.

He cupped my face, holding me against him as we kissed. I felt so safe with him—and guilty for being safe when Beck wasn't—but I was too far gone to stop.

Somehow, Worth managed to shift our position so he was on top. I opened my legs, letting him settle between them. He rearranged a pillow so my head was supported, never breaking the kiss. When he flexed hips against mine, pressing our cocks together, I gasped against his mouth.

"Need you," I said as he shifted to kiss my jawline and my neck.

He ran his tongue along the outer edge of my ear and whispered, "Need you, too. The only way for me not to think about all of this is to touch you and feel you against me."

"Please. I need that, too."

He pushed up off of me, and I worried he was going to deny us both what we needed. Instead, he scooped me into his arms, carried me into the bedroom, and laid me on the bed.

He looked down at me, running his hands over my body. "You're so fucking beautiful."

I shook my head.

"Don't say no. You are."

"I'm a mess. I've been crying and I'm?—"

"You've been letting me see your pain and your fear. I want to be able to do that too. I want you open and real with me."

"I thought I'd hidden myself so long that I couldn't do that anymore."

"You can do it with me. Don't stop."

I wanted to try. "But I'm scared of everything."

"Let me see if I can help you forget, just for a little while."

"You're the only thing that could."

Worth insisted on undressing me. He moved slowly, encouraging me to sit up so he could slide my shirt up my chest, kissing his way up my sternum as he did so. He pushed the shirt over my head, and I lay flat on the mattress. I lifted my hips so he could pull down my pants.

He moved slowly, kissing the thin skin over my hip bone and nibbling at my inner thigh, making me squirm. Finally, he pulled my pants all the way off. He massaged my foot as he kissed the inside of my ankle. His lips were warm and soft. He shifted his massage to the back of my calf as he kissed the side of my knee. I shivered. "Worth, you?—"

"I'm taking my time. I want to touch you everywhere."

I wasn't sure if I could take that. My cock was already painfully hard. Precum dripped onto my belly.

"You want to touch yourself, don't you?" Worth asked, looking up the length of my body and capturing my gaze.

I let my teeth sink into my lip as I nodded, afraid of what words would come out of my mouth if I spoke. I'd begged him for plenty in the last few days, but somehow, now I felt more unsure of myself. This gentleness, this warmth and care was erotic, and yet it wasn't. His touch was as much about comfort as it was about heating me up. He was worshiping me, this beautiful man, this man I should never have gotten involved with.

"Focus on me," Worth said. "My hands. My mouth. Go ahead and touch yourself, but don't come."

I stroked myself slowly with a lighter grip than I really wanted. If I gave myself the friction I longed for, I wouldn't be able to hold back. Worth always brought me to the edge so fucking fast.

He shifted his attention to my other foot, brushing his thumb over the pulse point at my ankle. Why did that feel so fucking good? He replaced his thumb with his tongue, then his teeth, dragging them over my skin, making me gasp.

He moved up my leg as he had the other, then his hands were on my thighs, massaging them as he kissed and licked my inner thighs, moving closer to my groin, nibbling me where thigh became hip. Suddenly, his mouth was on my balls, drawing them in, sucking each one in turn.

I tightened my grip on my cock, and my hand moved faster. I couldn't help myself.

Worth's hand circled my wrist as his mouth continue to tease me. Finally, he looked up at me. "It's time to stop now."

"I can't," I whimpered.

"Yes, you can. You're such a good boy, so good for me."

Very reluctantly, I lifted my arms over my head and seized a pillow, knowing I would have to hold on to something if I was going to keep from touching myself.

"That's better."

I watched, mouth hanging open, thinking Worth was going to take my cock into his mouth now, but he didn't. He ignored it, kissing my hip bone and working his way up my chest. When his kisses reached my shoulders, he was hanging over me, and I could feel the heat of him everywhere.

"Please," I begged.

"We'll get there. Just not yet."

He sucked on one of my nipples, pulling it into his mouth, biting until I cried out. I reached for him, sliding my hands into his hair, trying to pull him away. "Too much."

He kept sucking, tormenting me as writhed under him. "Please, Worth. Please."

"I told you I was going to touch you everywhere, and I meant it."

He treated my other nipple the same way, and I thought I was going to lose my mind.

Then he pressed his lips into the hollow of my throat, and my breath caught. I waited as he slid his hand up my neck, then he caressed my face. Finally, he kissed my lips. I tried to deepen the kiss, but he wouldn't let me, he kept it light, teasing.

I needed so much more. He was fucking setting me on fire. I gripped his arms, pulling my mouth away. "More."

He just smiled. "Turn over."

"Worth, I need you. Now."

"Not yet. Turn over."

I did as he said, and he repositioned himself between my legs, hands slowly sliding up the backs of my thighs. He kneaded my ass cheeks, teasing along my crack with his thumb. Then he was using his tongue, but not enough to give me any sense of relief, just a tease. He licked his way up my spine, hands massaging over my shoulder blades, working deep into the muscles of my neck.

He bit down on the back of my neck, sucking until I knew he'd raised a mark. I struggled under him, but he didn't stop. "You're mine, Laurie. All mine."

"Yes, please."

He lifted off me again, and I whimpered.

"Turn over again."

I did, exhaling when I saw him reach for the lube. He drizzled it along his cock and worked himself with his hand. Then he pressed his slick fingers against my hole. I bent my knees, widening them, wanting him to have all the access he needed. I was so hungry for him.

"I'm so lucky I found you." He positioned himself to enter me.

"Please."

"I'll give you what you need, Laurie. I'm always going to give you what you need."

"You've changed everything for me."

He pushed into me and didn't stop, thrusting deeper and deeper until he was all the way seated. I was so full, burning, stretched, and loving every second of it. "Fuck me, Worth, please fuck me."