Heat spiraled through my body when he positioned himself with his backside in my face. I watched as Reed fingered himself open, teasing me as he moaned softly. He arched his back. thenadded another finger, and I had to grip my aching cock between my legs, afraid that I would come at the sight.
Reed turned to look over his shoulder, a smirk on his lips. “You need help with that condom?” His lids fluttered as he continued to scissor himself. “Because, uh, I could help you if you, uh, wanted me to.” His body trembled before me.
Jesus, Reed was going to get off before I even had a chance to feel him wrapped around me. I grabbed the box of condoms, ripped it open, and tore one open. My hands still shook, but I managed to get it on without an issue. I felt like a virgin all over again.
“Wait for me, baby.” I smothered more than enough lube on my length, and then I was there, the tip of my dick notched against his hole. “Tell me what to do. I don’t want to hurt you.” That was probably my biggest fear.
“Just go slow. Take your time and ease into it. You’re not going to hurt me,” Reed assured me. “Trust me, if you do something that I’m not comfortable with, I’ll let you know.”
With that, I took a deep breath, then eased inside. Pleasure zipped up my spine and over my skin. Reed felt so tight, so hot, wrapped around me. I put my hands on his narrow hips to steady myself. He turned to smile at me over his shoulder again, his dark eyes glittering with want. I leaned forward to kiss him, taste those sinful lips, and we both groaned. It had never felt like this before. The farther I slid inside, the more I wanted to live there forever. Reed’s ass hugged me like a second skin. And when he pushed back against me, urging me on, I saw stars behind my eyes as words of nonsense tumbled from my lips.
“That feels so good, Cole. God, you’re stretching me out.” He panted. Reed dropped his head forward as he clutched the blanket beneath him. “I can take more. Fuck me, Casanova. Give it to me.”
I moved, still nervous that I might hurt him, but the sounds that Reed made spurred me on. His ass was made for me. Reed was made for me. And I never wanted this moment to end with him. He turned to look at me, his mouth opening slightly. I leaned forward to kiss him, my tongue dragging over his mouth. I wanted to touch Reed everywhere I could while I was inside him, my body already spiraling toward climax.
I dropped a hand down to touch Reed’s cock, our lips still connected, needing to help him. I wasn’t going to come again without him. His dick was hot in my hand, the skin soft and smooth. His body trembled beneath me as I jerked him, his kisses getting sloppier, and then I felt the first spurts of Reed’s hot cum against my hand. I swallowed the sounds of his release, his grunts and whimpers, then I was shooting into the condom, coming harder than I ever had. It took me a few seconds to come back online, but when I did, I found Reed’s brows dipped in worry.
“Was that good?” he whispered.
I stared at him. “Baby, that was amazing. I think my soul left my body for a minute.”
A smile spread over Reed’s face as he reached down to remove the condom. He twisted it off and dropped it onto the blanket. Then he was in my lap, kissing me and whispering a thank you that I didn’t deserve.
“I’m hungry.”
“We could wash up and eat these sandwiches,” I suggested. I stroked my thumb over his cheek. He was so beautiful. “Rumor has it Maverick included a few pieces of cheesecake for dessert.”
Reed clapped his hands. “That’s my favorite.”
I know.“Is that a yes?” I asked.
He nuzzled his nose against mine. “Yes.”
AFTER WE HAD SHOWEREDand eaten, we moved to the couch in the living room. We were only dressed in our underwear, which was nice, and honestly, I loved to look at Reed like that. His ass was perfect. Hell, his whole body was perfect. A movie played, but we weren’t really paying attention. Reed ran his fingers through the hair on my chest, his body tucked against mine.
“When did you realize you were bi?” he asked. “I mean, I knew pretty early on that I was gay. Girls just didn’t do it for me. As friends, sure, but I didn’t want to kiss them like I wanted to kiss Superman.”
I snorted. “Superman, huh? Is that who did it for you?”
“What? You don’t think Henry Cavill is hot?”
“Baby, Henry is a fucking stud.”
He grinned. “Okay, then.” He hummed softly as I threaded my hands through his soft hair. “I was fifteen.” This was probably going to be more than a little embarrassing. “I had a dream about Killian.”
“A dream?” His head popped back up. “What kind of dream? A sex dream? About Killian Hampton? Does he know? Holy shit, that’s hot. I mean, Killian is hot, but more like alpha asshole hot, right?”
I flushed. “It was right around the time he came out. And I had a dream I was kissing him. I woke up with cum in my underwear.” I was mortified then, and it wasn’t much better now. I had never admitted that to anyone before.
“We’ve all been there.” Reed nodded. “Please, the first time I saw that man without a shirt on, I jerked off to the memory for weeks. It might be the tattoos. He’s a Daddy for sure.” He kissed the top of my head. “And then there was Dean.”
I shook my head. “I had a small crush on the guy my father was secretly dating. But the second I realized they were a thing, Ibanished those thoughts. Besides, he’s not my type. No one from Mulligan Downtown is.”
“And who is your type?” Reed asked.
I lifted my face. “You.”Also, I think I might be in love with you, but I’m terrified to say that because what if it scares you away? I don’t want that to happen.I moved so I could kiss him, and a soft sigh escaped Reed’s mouth.
“You’re good at this romance thing, Casanova. I don’t care what you say.” He placed his palm against my cheek. “Can I stay here tonight?”