Chapter 13 #2
As he sat up, he threaded his fingers through his dark bangs. “You don’t have to tell me twice.” With a smirk, he shucked his clothing off and onto the floor and then shimmied to rest on the pillows against the headboard, his solid cock stretching toward his navel.
I glided my gaze across his lean, muscular body. “You are something else, babe.” Reaching into my nightstand drawer, I grabbed my bottle of lube. Might as well get started on prep. I poured lube onto my fingers.
His darkened gaze followed me as I crept up his body, between his thighs, and hovered over him on one straight arm. “Lift your legs for me.”
Biting the side of his lower lip, he lifted his knees, exposing himself. “Like that?” He tilted his head on the pillow.
“Yeah, just like that.” As I lowered onto an elbow, I pressed my lips against his, swallowing his gasp when I slipped my finger inside his hole. I slid my finger across his prostate and rubbed.
His dick bobbed over his stomach, and precum threaded from the tip. Slanting his mouth over mine, he reached between us and stroked my aching cock.
As pleasure engulfed me, I thrust into his palm and then slipped a second finger into him. I could barely wait to be inside him, and this time, he was facing me. I could watch him come undone.
As I left his mouth, I trailed kisses along his jaw and sucked his earlobe into my mouth. With sensation shivering over me, my cock pulsed in his fist.
His neck and shoulder pebbled with goosebumps, and he moaned, tipping his head back. “Fuck, Eli, feels good.” He panted. “Fuck me, fuck me now. I’m ready. I want to feel it.”
“You sure?” I peeked down at his hard cock, precum spilling from the tip and his balls drawing up. He was so tightly wound.
“Yes, I’m sure. Please.” He left my dick to roll my nipple through his fingers.
“Fuck…” Hanging my head, I nuzzled his neck.
He’d needed a lot of prep in high school, but we weren’t in high school anymore.
Fuck if I wanted to think about what he’d done since then.
I’d make this better than anything he’d ever had.
Pulling my fingers from him, I grasped my dick and lined it up to his hole.
“Wren, look at me.” I wanted to see the emotion on his face when I filled him.
His gaze darted to mine and locked, his swollen lips parting and brows twitching. “Do it.”
Slowly, I pushed inside him, his tight heat enveloping me. “Oh, fuck, babe, so good.” As pleasure tingled across my skin, I fought to keep my eyes open, my gaze on his. “You okay?”
“Yes.” His breath puffed against my cheek, and his eyes glazed over. “So fucking okay.”
I pressed all the way inside him until my balls rested against his ass.
A spark of pleasure raced up my spine, and I gasped.
He felt just as amazing as in high school.
I didn’t understand what it was about him, but no one had ever been this good.
He seemed to be created for my cock. The corner of my lip twitched.
“What the hell are you thinking about, and why aren’t you moving?” He planted a hard kiss on my mouth and wrapped his legs around my hips, hooking his ankles.
“It’s…” Was it stupid? No, nothing was stupid with him. “I was thinking you were made for my cock.” I rubbed my nose on his.
With a slow smirk tugging at his mouth, he said, “No, your cock was made for my ass.”
“Whatever.” I chuckled as I pulled out and pushed in, sensitivity rocketing through me. “Fuck.” I captured his mouth in searing kisses, and as I quickened the pace, I snapped my hips, rocking our bodies on the bed.
He broke from my kisses, throwing his head back, his hands slapping on my ass and fingers digging in. “Yes, babe, yes. Faster, harder.”
As my climax teased me, I pounded him, thrusting fast and hard, and licked and bit his neck. Holy hell, if I could devour him, I would. Everything melted away, and only he and I remained, and the gnawing ache in my soul.
As he shivered below me, he grasped his dick and pumped it. “Oh, fuck, coming babe. Come with me.” His body tensed, and his ass clenched around my sensitive cock. Hot cum erupted in spurts between us.
As a surge of pleasure ravaged my body, I pushed in and held it, my dick pulsating with each release of my orgasm, filling him.
I rasped, “Coming, oh God.” I thrust a few times more as contractions rolled through me, tingling up my spine and curling my toes.
Burying my face in his neck, one last shudder surged through me.
“Holy shit. That was good.” My entire body relaxed over him, too spent to move.
He breathed deeply, his chest rising under my head, and he brushed his fingers across my back. “Why is sex with you like nothing else?”
We’d been thinking similar things. “Don’t know. Maybe because we have something special?” I had to move, damn it. Propped on my elbows, I met his gaze. His eyes were bright gray right now, not dark like a moment ago. “You have the most amazing eyes.”
“Yeah, so you’ve told me a million times.” A chuckle rumbled from him. “You used to say that all the time in high school.”
I skimmed my thumb along his cheek and forehead. “I think it was the first thing I noticed about you. They um…” I was getting mushy now but, fuck it. “They captivated me.” And when I’d first seen him on the sidelines at the game, they did again.
“Yeah?” His mouth curled on one side. “I think I first noticed your ass. You have an incredible ass, Eli.”
“I do?” I gave him a soft smile. “You didn’t notice my handsome face?” I arched a brow. He’d apparently forgotten all about dinner and his family. Good.
“After I saw your ass, I saw your face. Your back was to me.” He huffed a quick laugh. His grin waned. “Hey, do you ever…” He looked away. “Have you ever, uh, bottomed?” His gaze swung back.
“Uh, yeah. I have.” I hadn’t tried it in high school. I had been afraid it would make me even gayer. Which was utterly silly. “Why, do you want to top me?” As heat flared across my skin, my dick jerked inside his ass and slipped out.
“Oh, damn, I think you like that idea.” He smirked and lowered his legs from my hips. “Yes, I want to try topping. I mean, I’ve tried it, and with certain guys, I like it.” His cheeks reddened.
Why was he embarrassed about it? “Yeah? What type of guys?”
“Big guys with round asses like yours.” He squirmed and giggled.
“Wha—?” I stared at him for a beat. “You like to fuck big guys?” Was that a kink?
And why hadn’t he told me this in high school?
I knew why. We’d been teenagers, and he wouldn’t have grown into himself yet.
Neither of us had. “So, are you basically vers for big guys or would you consider yourself just vers now?”
“I’m vers for you. There are no other guys. We’re boyfriends now, remember?” Rolling his eyes, he tsked. “Anyway, yes, if you’re okay with it, I’d like to top sometime.”
“I’ll do whatever you want, babe.” I nuzzled his cheek, breathing in his musky scent. “And yeah, I find it hot.”
He squirmed under me. “I’m, uh, leaking. Let’s clean up.”
“Yeah, okay. We have to be up early anyway.” Though I hated for him to leave. It would be nice to sleep with him again. I rolled off him and crawled off the bed.
As he stood, a blob of cum dribbled down his inner thigh. “Shit.” He twisted his hips, peering at it. “I have to walk the hallway to get to the bathroom, huh?”
“Yes, you do.” I stepped to my laundry basket, seized a t-shirt and wiped his thigh. “It’s hot knowing some of me is inside you.” And that he’d carry it with him for a little while.
“It is, huh?” Slipping his underwear up his legs, he hurried into the bathroom hallway.
After we dressed, I walked him to my front door and stopped with my back to it, facing him.
I hated to remind him of earlier, but it would come back to him anyway.
“Hey, let me know what you find out from your mom. I’ll be around in the afternoon tomorrow if you need me.
” Judging from how upset he’d been tonight, he might need someone to talk to. I draped an arm around his shoulders.
As he fell against my chest, he hugged me. “Thanks, Eli. I’ll let you know.” He freed me and stepped back. “I’m sorry I pulled you into my family drama.”
“Hey, that’s a boyfriend’s duty, right? I’m here to support you. Drag me in all you want.” Cupping his cheeks, I kissed his forehead. “Text me when you get home.” The earlier drinks should have worn off by now.
“I will.” With a sigh, he opened the door and strolled into the front yard, dark except for the streetlight’s illumination on the corner.
I stood on the front stoop, watching him until his car drove away and only the sound of crickets remained. I loved that man something fierce, and whatever happened with his family, I knew I could help him through it. Helping people had become my specialty.
The next day after practice and my morning classes, I sauntered into the helpline center and dropped my backpack under the desk for a two-hour shift. It had been a week since I’d been here. I typed on the keyboard at the desk and logged into my account. We were supposed to make notes on calls.
Kate strolled to the desk behind me. “Hey, Eli, how’s it going? It feels like I haven’t seen you in forever.” She chuckled and hitched her hip onto the corner of my desk.
“It has been.” Damn, so much had happened. “I, uh, found my ex and we’re dating now.” With a wide grin, I ticked my head. “Boyfriends again, in fact.”
“Really? That’s great news.” Her eyes grew bright. “How did you win him back?”
“Oh, well…” I huffed a sigh, shaking my head. “There was a lot of groveling and gifts on my part.” I didn’t want to rehash the entire story. “Let’s just say I used my charm.” I rubbed my fingernails across my chest.
“I believe it.” She patted my shoulder. “I’m happy it worked out for you. Any guy would be lucky to have you.”
Yesterday’s dinner flashed through my mind, and I leaned forward. “Hey, he’s having some problems with his father. Do you think the therapists we refer callers to here could help him with it? It’s not related to his sexuality.” Would Wren listen to me if I gave him a therapist to call?
“Of course they can. They have multiple specialties. Tell me more about the problem.” Her grin fell as she fixated on me.
“They’re somewhat estranged. His dad moved away after he divorced his mother and saw little of Wren. But now, his dad moved here with his new wife, and she’s pregnant.” I inhaled deeply, thinking through it. “He thinks his dad is hiding things from him, like money. I don’t know why.”
She furrowed her brows. “Why would you trust a man who abandoned you?” She lifted her chin.
“Think about it. Your parents should always support you. As a child, you trust in that fact. Then if they leave you or cut off ties, they’ve broken that trust.” She ticked a brow.
“It’s the same thing we hear from the callers to the center who’ve had their parents cut ties with them after they come out. ”
My brows rose. Goddamn, I hadn’t thought about it that way.
Even if it wasn’t about his sexuality, it still caused similar trauma.
“So, trust is hard for him.” My eyes widened.
Holy shit, no wonder what I did in high school had been a deal breaker.
I’d broken his trust then, too. My gut churned. I’d been so stupid.
“You've got it.” She hopped off the desk. “Let me know if you need me to recommend someone in particular.”
“I will. Thanks, Kate.” Maybe I could talk Wren into therapy. Since he was a student here, it would be free. There was no reason not to.
My phone rang. “Here we go.” I slid the headphones over my head.