Page 35 of Plaything of His

He nods.

“We’ll only be a few minutes, Delilah.”

I say as both Benjamin and I leave the bedroom together.

As I walk in the direction of my bedroom, Benjamin follows me. I don’t know why I’m bringing him here since we could have easily spoken in the room beside Delilah’s, the room where he’ll be staying for the time being, but Ibringhim to my bedroom.

I move further into my bedroom but Benjamin stands near the doorway.

“She called youLucas.Which is it–Callum or Lucas–that you want me to call you by?”

Heasksme.

“Callum,” I tell him easily, “You can call me Callum. That’s my middle name, and Lucas is my first.”

Once I’ve said that, he nods.

After that, we don’tspeakfor a long time, and I realise that my fingers itch to touch him. It’s been too long, and he looks too good, and the things that went down at Serena’s has got me too riled up.

“It’s pretty fucked up, isn’t it?”

He breathes out as he locks eyes with mine.

I shake my head as I bring my fingers to my top button, unbuttoning it as sweetness continues to stare intently at me.

“It’s not that fucked up. Things could be much worse, sweetness.”

He takes a deep breath in before he steps closer, only stopping when he’s standing close enough that our bodies touch.

“You’re the father of my sister, and the ex of my mother. You don’t think that’s fucked up?”

Again, I shake my head.

It gets a small smile out of him and as he presses his palms to my chest, I take a sharp breath in.

“Can I?”

He asks even though his fingers are already on me, unbuttoning my shirt expertly before he slips his hands under the cotton and touches my bare body.

“You shouldn’t be touching me like this if you think this is fucked up, sweetness.”

He tips his head upwards, only an inch, but that look in his eyes has my cock growing hard.

“I know this entire situation is fucked up, but I don’t think I really care, Callum. You look too good tonottouch you right now.”

That gets a laugh out of me.

Honestly, I don’t care about the situation. So long as Benjamin and Delilah are safe, and they’re happy to stay here with me for however long they need to, I’m happy.

There are far worse things out there than the situation we’ve found ourselves in.

“I told her about you; the night you asked me out, I told her. I didn’t specify it was you, but she’s smart, and she’s bound to figure something out. If you want, I can tell her to keep her mouth shut, and that nothing else happened between us after–”

His rambling is cute, but it’s not needed.

Slipping my arm around his lower back, I pull him closer to my front, and as he gasps my name out, I press my lips to his.

It takes sweetness a full second to react, but when he finally does, he’s all over me. His arms are around my back as he holds me closer and presses out bodies even tighter together. His hardness is obvious against my lower stomach and I know that mine is too.