“Well, now that it’s over, I guess we can study.” He peered around him and hopped off the bed.
I blinked at him. No post-blowjob cuddling? Oh, hell no. “No, you don’t. Get over here.” I threw my arm to the side and patted my chest.
Holding his underwear, he stared at me, slack-jawed. “Really?”
“Yes, really. Get over here.” I craved closeness with him. Especially after his confession at the bar on Saturday night.
“Okay.” With a shrug, he climbed in next to me on his side and rested his head on my chest, wrapping a leg around both of mine, his spent dick pressed against my thigh.
“See? This is nice.” I kissed the top of his head and brushed his bangs off his forehead. “How long do we have? Do you have another student scheduled tonight?”
“No, I’m free.” He sighed. “But I should study for my own classes too.” He pressed a soft kiss on my pec and skimmed his fingers across my chest.
“What if I stayed for dinner, studied with you and then watched a movie?” I braced myself for rejection. I wanted as much time with him as I could. But I knew how careful he was.
“Um…” He wrapped his arm around me. “Yes. I think that would be okay.” He inhaled quickly. “But don’t you have to get up early for practice?” Lifting his head, his gaze found mine.
“I do, but I’m not talking about staying until midnight.” I kissed the tip of his nose.
“Yeah, okay.” He placed a lingering kiss on my lips. “Since we’ll watch a movie and probably cuddle on my couch later, let’s get the studying done now.”
“Okay.” With a huff, I rose as he did the same. He hadn’t rejected me, so there was that. He was probably one of those people who couldn’t relax until they had all their shit done.
We both dressed, and then I followed him into the main room, satiated for now.
“What do you want to order?”We’d completed our study session and then studied independently at his dinette, and now we would have a late dinner. “It looks like there’s a Thai restaurant close by.” I peered at my phone’s screen and into my DoorDash app. I could use some carbs after the intense workout and practice I’d had today.
“That works. Get me the pad Thai with chicken.” He closed his laptop, stood from the table and stretched his arms over his head, exposing his taut stomach between his shirt and shorts.
“Oh, I can’t ignore that.” Leaving my phone on the table, I dropped to my knees beside him, grabbed his hips and licked across his navel.
He burst out in a fit of giggles. “Stop it. That tickles.” He shoved my head.
“Yeah?” I tightened my hold on his hips and flicked my tongue inside his navel.
He cackled and wiggled. “Stop it, please, Tex.”
When I stopped, my gaze caught the outline of his cock under his shorts, perking up. “Does that turn you on?” I cupped his balls as my dick swelled. We shouldn’t…
“Everything you do turns me on, so yes.” He pushed me away and swiped his bangs from his face. “I’m hungry, so let’s order food.”
I rose, grabbed his cheeks and pressed a hard kiss on his lips. “Whatever you want.” Maybe later we’d have another round. Now I understood Malik and Grey’s feelings. They couldn’t get enough of each other and I…shit, I couldn’t get enough of Colton.
“Quit saying that. You’re spoiling me.” He waltzed to his couch, dropped onto the end, and plucked his remote from the coffee table. “I’ve never watched a movie with someone in my apartment before.”
“There are firsts for everything.” I plucked my phone from the table, ordered pad Thai for both of us, and then watched the confirmation come through. “Okay, our order is on the way.”
“Would you like a Gatorade?” He made to get up.
“No, you sit. I’ve got it. Do you want one too, or would you prefer water?” I strolled into his kitchen and opened the refrigerator.
“Water is good for me.” He relaxed into the couch, lifting his legs beside him.
Oh my God. My gaze panned the neat rows of drinks and food. I’d never seen a more organized refrigerator in my life. I grabbed our drinks and shut the door. Was this another way he kept himself under control? As I ambled toward the couch, I examined the room with a new understanding of him. It was always tidy and there were no decorations, only things he actually needed. I handed him his water and tucked in beside him.
“Thanks.” He screwed the cap off his water. “What did you get?”
“Pad Thai. I got two orders of it.” Hooking my arm around his shoulders, I pulled him closer to me. “It sounded good.” Had he called the helpline yet? “Hey, have you thought more about the LGBTQ help center?” I set my Gatorade on the table. I’d wait for the food to drink it.