Chapter 13
Chapter Thirteen
OLLIE
FIRST TIMES
An hour is too long.
After scarfing down our pizza in no time flat, we started the long drive home.
I’m antsy. I want Hunter’s hands on me. Want everything he told me he’d do to me tonight.
His thumbs are tapping away on his steering wheel as he hums along to the Christmas tune filling the cab.
Must be nice to be so unbothered with what we’re about to do.
“What are you thinking about?” he asks, his voice startling me out of my thoughts.
“What? What do you mean?”
“You’re staring a hole into the side of my face.”
“I’m surprised you noticed.”
“Why’s that?” A brow quirks in my direction, even in the low light.
“You’re just singing along to the radio without a care in the world.”
Flipping on his blinker, he pulls off the side of the road and parks the truck.
“Is that what you think?” he asks.
“Umm…”
Now that we’re sitting here, I’m not that confident in my answer. Not with the way his eyes are boring into my own.
Swift hands unbuckle my seatbelt and pull me onto his lap. It’s a tight fit, but wow. Hunter’s hard cock is pressed up against my own quickly hardening one.
His hands sink into my hair as he trails kisses along my jaw.
“Do you think I’m not affected by what we’re heading to do? Because it’s taking everything in me not to fuck you right here.”
“Ergh,” I groan.
“Your first time, hell, our first time is not going to be smashed together in my truck. I want to take my time with you, Ollie. Peel you out of this sweater and watch you lose control when I put my mouth on you.”
I am painfully hard. Harder than I’ve ever been in my life. Hunter rocks his hips against me. He knows it too.
“Then why are you teasing me?”
Reaching between us, he cups me through my pants. “You have to wait.” He sucks on the tender spot on my neck where my pulse is throbbing. Much like my dick. “You deserve a whole lot more than this.”
“You shouldn’t have pulled over then.”
Fisting my hands in his hair, I crash my mouth over his.
It’s messy and hot and everything a fiery kiss should be. His beard scratches against my soft jaw as I slide my tongue into his mouth.
I have complete control as I let this kiss consume every part of me. Every thought as I sweep my tongue into his wet heat.
It feels so damn good, I can’t help but rock my hips over him. How easy it would be to come just from this. The vibrations of his moans against my lips fuel me.
Is this what I’ve been missing out on?
“Shit.” I somehow manage to tear my mouth from his as I get way too close to the edge. I do not want to come in my pants after making out with Hunter in the car for the first time.
“You sure you don’t want to keep going?” Hunter whispers.
His eyes mirror my own. Hazy, full of lust and desire for the other.
“Like you said.” I wiggle myself out of his hold, doing my best not to brush against his erection. “I want you to take your time with me.”
“Fuck, Ol. You’re driving me crazy.”
“Then it’s a taste of your own medicine.” I slap him on the thigh. “Now get going, because I don’t want to wait any longer.”
“I really should have picked somewhere closer to home.”
He pulls back onto the road, going a bit faster than he was before.
“Next time.”
“Next time?” He peeks over at me. “Next time I don’t plan on leaving the house with you.”
Damn. I certainly hope he’s right.
By the time we pull into my driveway, the tension is thick. Hunter barely puts the truck in park before I’m hopping out and running to unlock the front door.
I’ve never been so excited to do anything in my life.
The nerves from earlier tonight are gone. All I want is Hunter.
Who is casually strolling up the front walk like he has all the time in the world. Standing in the doorway, I tap my foot with an air of impatience.
“Why are you taking so long?” I ask, arms crossed as he finally steps into the light of the front porch.
“I can’t help it if you look really fucking sexy waiting for me.”
I take a step back. “I can go look even sexier naked in my bed.”
“Don’t you dare.” He stops me. “That’s my job.”
Hunter hefts me into his arms with ease and eats up the space between the front door and my bed in no time.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been carried like this before,” I comment.
He sets me down on the edge of my bed and steps between my open legs. “I plan on doing a lot of things tonight you’ve never done before.”
A needy, wanton shudder racks my body as Hunter stares at me.
“What are you going to do f-first?” I ask.
With one hand, Hunter pushes me back on the neatly made bed.
“I am going to get you naked.” He grabs the hem of my sweater and tugs it off of me. His hands roam over my chest and stomach, brushing against my nipples. It’s like a switch straight to my dick, perking up again after I somehow willed him to stay down on the rest of the trip home.
“This isn’t naked, you know.”
His hands undo my belt and slowly pull my jeans off of me, tossing them into a pile before removing my socks.
“I’m learning new things about you tonight, Ollie.”
“Like what?” I pop up onto my elbows to look at him.
In nothing but my plain, sensible boxer briefs, Hunter’s gaze is locked on my dick tenting the soft material.
“How impatient you are.”
Instead of removing them, he flattens himself over top of me and kisses me again. My legs wrap around him, grinding into him. My fingers try to find purchase anywhere they can to keep him close.
“Well, I want you to fuck me.”
“Not tonight,” Hunter says, nibbling on my earlobe.
“Why not?” I whine.
“Because.” His lips kiss a warm path down my chest, flicking my nipple. “There will be plenty of time for that. Need to ease into it.”
“Next time. I don’t need that much time, Hunter,” I chastise him. “Can you do something?”
I’m not above begging. I don’t care. I want Hunter. I’ve never wanted anyone or anything in my life as much as I want my best friend in this moment.
He nuzzles his face into my boxer briefs, his mouth closing over the head through the cotton.
I fist my hands into the bed sheets because it feels so damn good.
“I like that I make you feel this good,” Hunter says, dragging the waistband of my briefs down, exposing my leaking dick.
“So good,” I repeat. “So, so good.”
“Mmm.” A devilish smile spreads across his face. “Look at how good your cock looks.”
He drags a single finger on the vein underneath it.
“It’s ready for you.”
“Just your dick?”
“M-me too,” I say, so amped up that I’m struggling to get my words out.
“I wonder how you taste…” He swipes his thumb through my precum and sucks it into his mouth. “Just like I thought.”
“How’s that?”
“Fucking delicious.”
He crashes his mouth to mine as his hand wraps around my dick, giving it an easy stroke as he smears my leaking cum down it.
He swallows every sound I make as I get closer and closer to tipping over the edge.
“Hunter. I’m really close.”
“Hang on.”
Standing at the foot of my bed, Hunter disrobes. When he shoves his boxers down, his dick springs out, slapping him in his carved abs.
“Holy shit.”
His dick is…well, wow. Not that I have any experience in that department, but if I could dream up the perfect dick? It’d be Hunter’s.
“Like what you see?” He gives himself a lazy pull.
“Yes. I can’t wait to feel it inside me.”
“Something else I’ve learned. You’re a bottom, and will probably be a bossy one at that.”
“I can’t help it when you look like that,” I say.
“Hold on then, Ol. Because you’re going to like this.”
Dropping to his knees, Hunter pushes my legs apart, sucking one of my balls into his mouth. He lavishes both with attention while working his hand up and down my cock in slow strokes.
“Yes!” I shout.
The way he squeezes and twists his hand? It pulls me right to the edge, ready to come until he backs off. I want to come, but want this feeling to last.
When he moves his tongue to my rim, I don’t know how much more I can take. My balls draw up tight as liquid fire courses through my veins.
It’s a pleasure I’ve never experienced in my life. Only want to experience at the hands and mouth of Hunter.
I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to stave off release. “Hunter, I’m going to…I think I’m going to come.”
He shifts, pressing his weight down on top of me and taking both of our dicks into his hand. I close my fingers over his as we jack ourselves off to finish.
“Time to come, baby.”
The nickname does me in. I’m one giant live wire, sparking as my orgasm slams into me. Ropes of cum explode all over my chest, mixing with Hunter’s as he comes on a low growl.
“Hunter. Oh my God.”
I keep repeating it over and over again, my breath coming in loud, hard pants. Hunter buries his face in my neck, holding me close.
“Fuck, Ollie.”
His hot breath dances across my skin, sending one last wave of cum shooting between us.
“That was…wow.”
“Yeah. Really fucking good.”
“Only good?” I ask.
“Hey.” He kisses my neck. “I said really fucking good.”
“Might need to work up to amazing next time.”
Hunter brushes his fingers over my cheek. “Trust me. I will make sure it’s amazing for you.”
I have no doubt he will. Because being with Hunter my first time? It’ll be more than I ever could have hoped for.