Chapter Fifteen
Cole
My hands shook as I opened the drawer of my dresser where I stashed the lube and condoms. I had been horribly embarrassed when Maverick had suggested I buy them “just in case,” but now I was saying a silent thank you.
I grabbed what I needed from under my underwear and took a few deep breaths to try to calm myself.
This was really happening. I was going to have sex with Reed.
He wanted me. And I wanted him. This was a big step.
A huge one, actually, and I didn’t want to mess it up.
Once I felt like I had gathered myself together, I went back downstairs to find Reed waiting right where I had left him.
His arms wrapped around his legs as he smiled up at me, the flickering of the candles in his eyes.
He leaned back, exposing all that pale, smooth skin, and I dropped to my knees to kiss him, pressing my lips against his soft, warm mouth.
Reed’s hands threaded into my hair as the kiss deepened; his tongue tangled with mine, and his cock grew hard.
“I thought maybe you had changed your mind,” he whispered when we pulled apart. Reed’s fingers skimmed over my face. “Which would be perfectly fine. I would never pressure someone to have sex if they weren’t ready.”
I gripped his chin lightly. “You’re not pressuring me, and I haven’t changed my mind. I was trying to calm myself down. I’m just a little nervous.”
“You have nothing to worry about,” Reed assured me again and gently pushed me to sit down.
Then he climbed up into my lap. “I’ll show you everything you need to know.
I want this to be good for both of us, Cole.
” Then he kissed me again, soft little whimpers and moans escaping as our mouths clashed.
It had never been this good. Not with anyone.
Reed was perfect. Smart, beautiful, and funny.
I wanted to share everything with him. First times like this.
When I was finally drafted. His first dance on Broadway.
I wanted to go back to school and show everyone pictures of my boyfriend.
Plan a future with him. Forever, if he would let me. Was it too soon to think about that?
“I need you inside me,” Reed whispered. He wrapped his hand around both of us, and I glanced down to watch him, his slim hand jerking us together. Cum clung to both the tips as he slowly moved up and down. Fuck, that was hot as hell. “Please, Casanova.”
My eyes darted back to his. The brown of his irises was swallowed by the darkness of his pupils.
I nodded, afraid to speak. Afraid to blurt out that I loved him when that was just too crazy.
Reed kissed me hard on the mouth, then reached for the lube I had dropped on the floor.
He popped the lid, squirted some on his fingers, and lifted his hips before his eyes rolled back. Wait, was he prepping himself?
“Let me see,” I demanded. “Baby, I wanted to see you get yourself ready for me.”
Reed whimpered. “It feels so good. I can only imagine what it’s going to feel like what that fat dick of yours inside me.”
“Show me,” I said again.
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. then added 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 SHOWERED and 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, I banished 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?”
I nodded. “I would be disappointed if you didn’t.”
“And can we sleep right here on the couch? Just wrapped up together like this?”
“Yeah, baby, we can.”
Reed snuggled closer. “Good.” He rested his head on my shoulder for a moment. “What do you think might happen between us when we go back to school? I mean, we’re still going to be boyfriends, right? Even if you get drafted?”
“You want to continue to be my boyfriend?” I was terrified to look at him. What if his face told me the answer I didn’t want to hear? But when Reed didn’t answer, I glanced down to find him watching me, his teeth buried in his bottom lip.
He nodded. “Very much. But if you don’t want that, I completely understand. You have your entire life ahead of you, and I don’t want to stand in your way.”
“Reed—”
He held up his hand. “Don’t say it. I can’t bear to hear you tell me no. Just let me enjoy the rest of the time I have with you, and when we both go our separate ways, that will be a me problem.”
“Baby, I would love to continue to be your boyfriend. I want that more than anything.” His brows lifted, his mouth fell open, and his eyes filled with tears. “Was that not what you wanted me to say? Why are you crying?”
Reed crawled up to straddle my hips. “I’m happy. These are happy tears. I promise.” He kissed my nose. “Long-distance boyfriends. Boston and New York aren’t that far away from one another. Just a few hours’ drive.”
“They’re not.” I pushed the hair from his face. Those three words were on the tip of my tongue, but I pushed them back down. “We’ll be able to see each other often.”
Reed brushed his lips over mine. “I can watch you play.”
“And I can watch you dance.” I wrapped my arms around him when he spread his lean frame over mine, his head against my shoulder. I could introduce him to my friends. I could meet his. And everything would be perfect.
Reed sighed happily. “I’ll cook you breakfast in the morning.” He suddenly sounded tired, and I could feel that. My body felt exhausted.
“I’d like that,” I murmured right before I drifted off to sleep.