Page 178 of Claim Me
A moment later we both come, the orgasm so strong that my vision whites out for a second, my cock throbbing as it releases wave after wave, and beneath the desk Blue spills onto the floor, leaving a noticeable cum puddle.
For a moment I catch my breath, taking deep breaths, pressing my cheek to his temple, our fingers still intertwined.
"I need this, I need you. How am I supposed to get through the whole day without touching you?" I whisper softly.
Blue lets out a quiet snort. "We can always step out for a moment… to the restroom together!"
I chuckle.
"That sounds like a great idea. I’ll remember that. But… what about germs? They’re everywhere in restrooms…"
Blue lets out a small chuckle too. "We’re True Mates. We can heal from restroom germs!"
Oh, wow. This sounds like a real change in him.
I straighten up slowly, pull a small pack of tissues from my pocket, something I grabbed on a strange impulse earlier today, and gently wipe his petaled entrance and his thighs where my cum is still running down.
Blue lets me do it in silence, but I don’t sense any displeasure from him, quite the opposite.
I lean in and pull his pants back up, fastening them at the front, and he slowly turns, looking at me.
His eyes shift over my face.
"The thing is, my life is very active, Gabriel. I’m constantly busy and things keep piling up, demanding my attention, but I’ll try to arrange everything so I can have more time for… us," he says, watching me keenly.
I stay quiet for a moment because it’s hard to find the right words, then I say softly, "Thank you. I appreciate it."
Blue lifts his hand and gently places it on my chest.
"You don’t have to thank me for something that brings me pleasure as well, Gabriel," he says in an amused tone.
Well, there’s absolutely no denying that we hit it off right from the start when it comes to sex. The chemistry between perfect mates is simply astonishing.
There’s a moment of silence. We look at each other.
Damn, it still feels almost unreal, like this is actually happening. That I’ve found my True Mate?
"You know… seriously, sometimes I think this has to be some kind of a joke on Fate’s part. Why would Fate choose me as your True Mate? It’s such an obvious mismatch."
Blue lowers his eyelids slightly.
"You’re overestimating the scale of that mismatch. I’m a man who was slowly reaching his limit, you know? I had days when I would just stand by the window, staring at the empty sky, and that emptiness would wear me down. I felt burned out,discouraged, and going back to my laptop felt like a tedious routine…"
"Seriously? I didn’t know that. I thought you loved that sense of control, your successful career, the sterile space around you… that it satisfied you."
Blue snorts. "Satisfied…? To a point. But how much money can you earn, how many awards can you receive, how long can you sit alone in a house, enjoying luxury food and luxury surroundings? Maybe some people can do that indefinitely, who knows. But I’m a scientist. I don’t accept stagnation in my exploration of the world."
Here it is again, he emphasizes it one more time. Our relationship is his next challenge to accomplish. It's almost like he is reminding himself, stillkeeping himself in line.
I’m temptedagainto ask him if he could just forget about the whole ‘it’s time for a new tick on my box’ vibe. But one more time… I’m not bold enough to do it. And it would be too sappy.
So I just nod and accept what is.
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