Page 45 of Dirty Zone

My gaze snaps to Sky as he struts in topless, as promised. My body freezes, unable to handle his otherworldly beauty. His curls create a brown halo, and his skin shimmers in the dim light.

He’s more than I deserve, but I’m selfish enough to take it.

“I thought you were eager, but are you in there?” He waves his fingers in front of my face. “We should get tested; I’m on PrEP.” He kneels and untangles my legs from my pants. “If that’s something you’re interested in.”

“I’m in… I mean, yes interesting…” I slap my palm to my forehead.

“Me too,” he confesses. “I was tested a couple of months ago, but I’ll get a new one.”

I dive for my phone in my pants pocket but headbutt Sky in the chest. “Sorry. Sorry. The team tests us, and I haven’t been with anyone since.” I fumble opening my health app. “Did I hurt you?” My palm lands lightly on his chest. “I’ve got a hard head.”

Finally, my test results appear on my screen, and I show him.

Sky leans in to see, removes my hand, and kisses my palm. “I hope you’re hard.” He straightens up and sheds his pants so he’s naked.

I flop onto the bed. “My brain short-circuited. Need a minute.”

“Perfect. Don’t move a muscle.”

I hear him in the bathroom and don’t move, not even when he comes back.

He crawls over me, giggling. “You’ve seen me naked. It’s nothing new.”

“Yeah, but it’s not the same,” I huff, as he covers me with his body.

His fingers trace my eyebrows, which relax for him. He wordlessly asks me to explain.

“First, we were dumb kids who thought first love lasts forever. Now I recognize deep in my soul how lucky I am to get a second chance, and I can’t fuck it up.” It’s more than sex with Sky. My experience is limited, and disappointing him isn’t an option.

“Mav”—he uses two fingers to tilt my head toward him—“you’re enough just the way you are. I’m falling for you, and you’re not screwing it up.”

My heart takes flight on wings. “Whelp, I’ve fallen, and I can’t get up,” I deadpan, because I’m so serious right now.

“Then relax. There’s no pressure. It’s us finding our way to each other again, even if we don’t have sex.”

I roll onto him and pin his wrists above his head in one hand. “You shut your mouth. Not have sex,” I scoff. “What world do you live in? I will shrivel up and die if I don’t get inside you.”

“Sounds dire.” He cants his hips into me.

“You up for saving my life?” I suck the mark I left to darken it.

“Arion, I’m yours to do whatever you want with.”

Our kiss is frantic and needy, as if we can’t get far enough inside each other’s mouths. I suck his tongue, and he whimpers. He tastes like dark chocolate, sweet with a zing of bitter, warm, and wet.

I lose myself in him. The world narrows down to the two of us in his bed with the entire night ahead. No stress. No worries. Only us.

He toys with my nipples, connecting that pleasure current from my chest to my balls. Every brush of his finger pads brings me closer to the edge. His fingers on my nipples are enough to make me come untouched.

Sky slaps the bed next to us.

“Where’s the lube?” His patting grows more frantic.

“I got it, Angel. You’re sure about going bare?” I check again, and he places his hand on my arm.

“I trust your results.” He blinks with heavy desire.

I close my eyes and bury my face in his neck. “I won’t last one minute inside you bare.”