6. Chapter Six
Chapter Six
Garrett
W e’d watched the sunset together, barely touching our food, but afterward, we’d packed up and headed down the trail again. The night was still warm from the summer heat, and the tension between us grew blistering with every step back toward my car. The more I got to know Kyle, the more charmed I was, and as we set off back to my house, the lust between us percolated in the air, somehow fiercer than that first night.
Maybe because of a known anticipation of how good we could be. Of how the physical was fast becoming…more. Kyle’s gorgeous eyes gleamed with excitement every time I stole a glance at him. The man was addictive, and he looked so damn good tonight. I wanted to get him inside and strip him down so badly I ached.
We got out of my car, and I led the way to the front door. The keys jangled as I opened it, a quiet settling between us because we both knew where this was heading. Last time we hadn’t made it past my couch, but maybe we’d reach a bed now. Not only did I want to take my time with him tonight, but I also was hoping for a bit more…
I placed the backpack on my dining room table. “We can continue our meals…”
“Let’s be honest. That’s not what you’re hungry for right now.” Kyle’s voice positively dripped sex, and his eyes glowed with lust. The sight punched me in the chest, my cock hardening to a semi. Yeah, everything about him turned me on, so damn much.
“Want to work up that appetite?” I asked.
“Depends on what kind of work you have in mind.” Kyle prowled closer until he was less than a foot away.
I grabbed his hips and drew him up against me. Kyle’s mouth crashed to mine, and I kissed him with all my might. The evening had been perfect from his bright, bubbly chatter to the way he’d been able to sit in the quiet with me at Stroud. Sure, he was younger, but he displayed a self-assuredness that was beyond his years. And it was hot as hell.
I deepened the kiss, lapping into his mouth, tasting the sweetness of the lemonade on his lips. He was addictive, his lips lush and soft and his mouth warm and welcoming. As I nipped at his lower lip before driving my tongue into his mouth again, he made the sweetest noises. I loved how he melted against my body, how soft and pliant he was, yet underneath his kisses was a persistent tease, a slight back-away so I’d chase him—and I was relentless.
When we finally pulled away, we were gasping for breath.
“Mm, we should both do a bit of work tonight,” I answered his question from before our kiss.
Kyle arched a brow. “You said you were vers…”
I grabbed his hand and guided him to my bedroom. Last time, we’d fucked over my couch, but I needed him spread out on my sheets in a bad way. “You’re going to stick that gorgeous cock in me. Then I’m going to return the favor until we’re both spent.”
“Fuck yes. All that.”
At the door to my bedroom, I stopped. As much as I was eager to lose myself in his body, there was a desperate urge to know we were on the same page. That I wasn’t alone in these growing feelings.
I traced his lower lip with my thumb. “I want to see you again.”
Kyle smirked. “I mean, I’m right here.”
I snorted.
He sucked in a breath, his eyes softening. “But yeah, I’m all about making this a regular thing.”
“Labels?”
“Fucking love them,” Kyle responded, flashing me a grin.
My heart fucking soared.
I pushed the door to my bedroom open and all but dragged him inside. We could have the full talk later. Right now, I wanted to feel as close as possible to this man in every damn way.
I stripped my clothes off, shedding the button-down and pulling my shirt overhead. The jeans were shucked down next. Kyle was keeping up with me pace-wise, as he’d already tossed his shirt and pants to the floor. The red jock he was wearing was knuckle-bite worthy, framing his ripe peach of an ass to perfection. I let out a low groan.
“You like?” he asked with a wink. “I thought I might be getting lucky tonight.”
“Very fucking much.” My voice came out hoarse, wrecked. “Now take them the fuck off.”
Kyle shimmied out of his jockstrap. I ditched my boxer briefs and settled back in the middle of my bed. I didn’t bother beating around the bush, just spread my legs, leaving myself open for him.
“Oh, fuck.” Kyle stopped at the edge of the bed. He reached down to stroke his cock as his heated gaze licked me up. My skin prickled from the weight of his gaze, from the anticipation broiling in my veins. Most of my one-night stands wanted me to top, and it’d been a while since I’d had a boyfriend. While I had a few trusty dildos I liked to open myself up with, nothing replaced the feeling of someone else steering the ship.
“I hit the goddamn jackpot,” Kyle said.
“That’s my line. The condoms and lube are in the top drawer of my dresser.”
My heart thumped a little harder at being bared to him. However, when he climbed onto the mattress with a creak, my mouth dried. I wanted to feel his skin against mine, to feel him sink inside me until I forgot how to make my lungs function.
“God, you’re hot.” He reached between my thighs and rubbed his slick fingertips against my hole. He must’ve snuck lube on, because the slick feel had my eyes rolling back in my head. Sparks flickered through me, and he hadn’t even entered me yet. “How long has it been for you?”
“I don’t need much prep.” I wrapped my hand around his and guided his fingertips to my hole. He slid two in with ease, and pleasure rolled through my body. My cock dribbled a little precum, but it was going to have to hold on a while tonight. “I’m dying to feel you inside me.”
“Music to my ears,” he said, giving a few pumps with his fingers. He curled them at the next pass, and the flicker of bliss coursing through me stole my breath. Kyle’s gaze was focused on where his fingers breached my hole, his pupils swelled with lust. His cock was the perfect length and a solid girth that would feel amazing sliding within me. The flushed tip with the weeping slit made me want to suck him down, but I needed him driving in me more.
Kyle pulled his fingers out and didn’t wait around. He ripped open a condom with his teeth and rolled it up his length. He slathered it in lube and settled in front of me.
“Fuck me, babe. Please.” My voice was hoarse with lust, my skin sensitized. I hadn’t bottomed for anyone in an age, but tonight, I wanted it more than my next breath.
Kyle’s blue eyes glowed with intensity as he placed a hand on my thigh, spreading me open wider. The tip of his cock nudged against my hole, and a shiver rushed through me. He wrapped his other hand around his cock and guided himself inside me, slow and steady. Kyle let out a heavy breath as he pushed the first few inches in.
“Damn, you feel so good.” Kyle’s voice was deeper, husky, and his Adam’s apple bobbed with his swallow. He slid in the rest of the way, and I let out a long, low moan. Even with the slight sting, the glide was pure perfection. His grip on my thigh tightened the slightest bit.
“Going to fuck me or just park there?” I teased.
“Mmf, if you want this to last longer than five seconds, I’m going to need a beat.” His cheeks were flushed and his lips parted. He was too damn pretty, and I couldn’t believe how lucky I’d gotten to land him not just for a date but potentially more. Warmth dripped through me like honey.
“Okay,” Kyle said, pulling back until he’d almost slipped out. Then, his eyes glinted, and he slammed back in.
Sparks flared through me, and my eyes rolled back.
“Ungh, oh god.”
He’d managed to land directly on my prostate, and fuck, it felt damn amazing. Kyle picked up the pace, fucking into me with a back and forth that had my legs trembling. I shifted my hips to meet him with every thrust, loving the smack of our skin colliding, the sweat prickling on my chest. His muscles were beautiful in motion, his grunts as he fucked into me the sweetest music, and I lost myself in the waves of pleasure flaring through me each time.
“Holy shit, you’ve got me so close.” Kyle tipped his head back, exposing his gorgeous neck I wanted to lick. His olive skin, slender torso, and long lashes created such a mesmerizing view. And with how sinful he felt fucking me, I was captivated. My balls ached, and my cock was unbelievably stiff, but I didn’t dare stroke myself. Otherwise, I’d risk blowing early, and I fully planned on finishing inside him.
Our eyes met, and the connection was more potent than I’d ever believe for a first date.
This was the sort of trust and comfort I felt around people I’d known a decade… yet Kyle had drawn me in from the start.
He rammed into me with energetic thrusts, hitting just the right spot. I closed my eyes and surrendered, the pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. Kyle fucked into me with a low groan, and my teeth went numb from the sheer force of the sensations rushing through me.
He sank into me again, tightening his grip on my thighs. “Fuuuuck.”
His cock throbbed inside me as he came. He looked fucking gorgeous in the throes of his orgasm, his lashes fluttering, his muscles growing taut, and his mouth hanging open with a keening cry I wanted to memorize.
“You’re so damn beautiful.” I ran my finger along his lower lip. He nipped at it.
“You can bet I’m going to take your ass any chance I get. Goddamn.” Kyle sagged forward.
“Only if I can have yours in turn.” I licked my lips, my cock dribbling more pre-cum. The tension coiled tight in my balls, and I needed release so badly.
“Deal and deal.” His bright blue eyes sparkled with mischief. He took his time pulling out of my ass, but it still twinged, and I winced. “You okay?”
“It had been a while since I’d bottomed, but fucking worth it.” I slowly moved up. I stroked my cock, which thumped with a steady pulse of need. “Lie down on the bed for me, babe.”
“Hell yes.” Kyle dove into my spot. “How do you want me? On my back? All fours? On the side?”
I pushed up to a kneel. Tonight, I wanted to watch his expression as I sank into him, the way he had with me. Maybe another night I’d have him ride me or fuck him while spooning, but that need grew in intensity every passing second. “On your back.”
He spread out, those lightly hairy thighs packing enough muscle to make my mouth water. They led to his nicely trimmed cock, deflated now, heavy balls, and beneath it, the gorgeous pink hole I was desperate to sink into. I snagged one of the condoms and rolled it onto my length.
Kyle bit his lower lip, his eyes bright, his cheeks pink. His dark brown locks were tousled, and he had a freshly fucked glow about him that made him even more goddamn gorgeous. I squeezed his warm thigh, and electricity coursed through my veins. As much as I was dying to come, I held back. Last time we’d launched into fucking so fast I hadn’t gotten to truly take him in the way I wanted to.
I ran my hands along his legs, over his flat stomach, up his chest. He shivered under the examination, his eyes and heart wide open. I circled his nipples with my fingertips, and he bucked up.
“Sensitive?”
“Just a little.”
My pulse sped at getting to explore him this way. His skin was velvet soft, and I loved the reactions bursting to life with every touch. I brought my hands back to his hips and notched my cock at his entrance. I lifted a brow, and he nodded, our communication seamless.
Slowly I pushed inside him. That bliss enveloped me at once, the tightness squeezing in the best damn way. The snug fit, the smooth glide—fuck, I was close to exploding. My forehead prickled with sweat as I slid deeper inside him. A low moan escaped his lips, and he tilted his head back in pure surrender.
I sank all the way in. Fuuuck. “You’re so good for me.” The way his hole squeezed my cock, the feel of his legs brushing against mine, was everything. I wouldn’t be able to hold on for long, so I pulled back, only to thrust deep inside him again. Too, too good. I worked up a pace, my balls heavy and aching with the need to come.
Kyle opened his legs wider, welcoming me in. Our gazes met, and in that moment, a closeness I’d been longing for surged through me. That current between us sparked alive with every glance, every breath, every thrust.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god,” Kyle babbled, his pretty lashes fluttering.
After holding myself back while he fucked me, that incessant need formed a drumbeat rhythm in my ears. The heady thump, thump, thump mirrored the sounds as I slammed inside him again and again and again, chasing the release mounting inside me. Kyle’s legs tensed as he moaned again, his lips red and glossy. I rutted into him like a goddamn animal. His cock gave a valiant effort at lifting again, but I rammed in hard, and Kyle melted into the bed.
I drove into him, wanting to be closer, nearer, every point of us connected, as if it could prove that this meant more. That this date was fast turning into something I’d only dreamed about.
I leaned down and stole his lips in a bruising kiss.
The whole time, I didn’t stop pounding into him, needing to claim him in every damn way. Kyle kissed me back with equal ferocity, and I drowned in the sensations. In the sweetness of his lips, in the brutal way we clashed together. My thrusts got more frantic and desperate by the second. He moaned against my lips, the hum coursing right through me. Fuck, he was so damn beautiful.
Kyle wrapped his legs around my hips, meeting me with each thrust as I slammed into him. My palms pressed into the mattress on either side of him as I fucked with deliberate movements, ones that made the bed creak. Kyle’s moans grew louder until his voice turned hoarse. His cock had plumped up, and it rubbed between our bodies as I kissed him for all I was worth.
My thighs burned, but I lost myself in the relentless drive, spurred on by his reactions, by the sensuality scorching through me with each kiss. He broke the kiss and tilted his head back, letting out a groan, his legs quaking.
My balls drew up, and I couldn’t hold back any longer.
My orgasm rushed through me with sledgehammer force. My vision blanked as I emptied into the condom, the cum pulsing from my cock. My breaths sawed out of me, harsh to my own ears, as the world floated around me. I clutched the comforter in a clawed grip, and the salty taste of sweat trickled into my mouth.
Kyle stared up at me, his eyes low-lidded and sexy as hell. “Holy hell, anytime you want to pound into me like that, feel free.”
“Carte blanche, eh?” I slowly came back to my senses.
“On my body? Hell yes.”
I pulled out, taking my time, and rolled onto my back beside him. While the sweat cooled on my skin, I dealt with the condom, tying it off at the end. “Think I can make the trash can?”
Kyle let out a bright laugh. “I dare you.”
My chest grew warm at the cozy ease that spread between us. It was so much better than I could’ve hoped for. So much better than far too many hookups and first dates that either ended with the transaction or fizzled out fast.
No, this held a promise that burrowed deep inside me.
I tossed the condom, which sailed right into the trash can.
Kyle let out a low whistle. “Damn, that was a good shot.”
“I’ve been told I have good aim.”
“Mm, yeah, that’s fucking true.” He threw his arms up overhead.
I summoned my nerves as I glanced over to Kyle. With strands of his dark hair plastered to his forehead and the glow in his eyes, he looked fucking radiant. My heart thumped a little harder in my chest. God, I wanted this so badly.
I wanted him.
“So, about that label.” My pulse was hammering away, and this didn’t slow it at all.
He looked at me, his lips tilted in a beautiful grin. “How does boyfriends sound?”
My heart careened. “Fucking perfect.”