Twenty-seven
Eli
I fisted his shirt in my hand and tugged him closer so that his chest was pressed against me as his arm wrapped securely around my back. I moaned as our lips collided in a hungry, yearning kiss. It was as if our lips had a strong force compelling them to each other and it had just been satisfied.
We began to move and suddenly my back was hitting the wall. Javier protected the back of my head by putting a secure hand behind it. My breath hitched when I felt his hand go under the hem of my shirt and roam around my chest, running his fingers over each crevice and brushing across my nipple.
I felt empowered, and that was a feeling I rarely felt. Empowered because of the words my rival had just uttered to me.
‘My feelings for you.’
To have genuine feelings for me was not something my mind could grasp.
I had done nothing for him to make him feel that way.
If anything, he should’ve hated me for the childish jealousy and anger I put onto him for all of these years.
Instead, he just confessed his feelings for me like we were in a rom-com.
Javier tugged at the hem of my shirt, asking for permission to take it off of me.
I hummed a growl of approval and in the next second my shirt was being tossed on the ground.
He quickly threw off his own before pulling me close to him again and pressing his lips to my neck.
Soft kisses were meticulously placed all over my neck, and I tilted my head to give him better access.
He was not kissing me like someone he would throw away. It was firm, dominant, possessive even. I couldn’t imagine him kissing anyone else with the same determination that he was kissing me. Javi’s lips sucked my neck like a vampire sucked blood and it sent a surge through my length.
“Javi,” I whimpered as a chill traveled down my spine.
“What, Eli?” he murmured against my neck. “Tell me what you need, amor.”
My legs trembled at his words. Oh, fuck me.
Both figuratively and literally.
“Touch me, please,” I whispered.
His hands traveled down to my waist, and he began to unzip my pants. Impatient and eager, I adjusted myself to let the shorts slide off of me. My dick was bulging through my underwear, pulsing with longing to be freed from its restraints.
Javi gripped my ass and gave it a tight squeeze before pulling me to him. He began to rub his clothed erection against mine and the friction made my eyes lull to the back of my head.
“ Fuuuck ,” I moaned as my hips grinded against his. As impeccable as it felt, I was not content. Every ounce of me wanted to feel his skin against mine without the burden of fabric. My dick was practically begging for it.
Javier must have sensed my impatience. His hand reached into my boxers and pulled me out and at the same time he revealed himself.
I gulped at the sight of his cock as it stared at me, and I sucked in a shaky breath as I took hold of both of our lengths.
I looked at Javi with weary eyes as a wave of apprehension rushed through me.
He took a step closer to me and tangled his fingers into my hair. Voice raspy, he said, “Don’t stop now, not when you’ve got me like this.”
With a determined grunt, I pulled us together and began sliding our shafts together. The rough and lustful motion had me biting so hard on my lip I was afraid it would bleed. We were both panting messes of pent-up emotions and overwhelming arousal.
Watching my rival lose himself as his dick rubbed against mine gave me chills. This was my sworn enemy, the man I spent all of my time and energy hating because it was familiar. I swore that there would never be a world where we could withstand more than ten minutes of tolerating each other.
Now we were doing a lot more than tolerating each other.
And it made me absolutely feral.
Javier’s hands were still squeezing my ass and roaming all over it. He kept our bodies connected as I continued to jerk us off simultaneously. My hand slid over our lengths in a smooth motion thanks to the precum lathering them. His or mine, I didn’t know.
I found myself lost in the stimulation, but I was brought back with a yelp when I felt a finger graze against my hole.
Javi searched my wide eyes for a sign. “You okay?”
I could hear every breath I took as my lips stayed parted in shock. I blinked a few times, dazed and still catching up to what was going on. Javier was watching me smugly, but there was concern behind his eyes.
The intense shock that surged through me when I felt his finger glide against my crack was addicting. It made each muscle in my body clench and my lip quiver in desperation.
I need to feel that again.
“I want…” I trailed off as my eyes hit the ground. I couldn’t fucking say it.
His hand moved to my chin to rub my bottom lip with his thumb. “Tell me what you want.”
Stop being a pussy and speak up.
“I need you,” I whispered.
He cocked his head to the side. “Need me where, Eli?”
The asshole knew what I wanted. The way he eyed me as he licked his lips told me he was well aware of what I was trying to ask, and he was basking in it. He was enjoying the way he made me stutter and squirm. Javi was not going to give up until I flat out said it.
“I need you inside me.”
His gaze darkened with lust and before I knew what was happening, he was guiding us to his bed in one swift motion. I fell with my back on the mattress as Javi reached to his drawer in his nightstand and searched through it.
Our clothes were gone and he was climbing onto the bed, a bottle in his hand.
“Just have that on the ready, huh?” I asked, trying to ease my nerves.
I let out a low chuckle. “Always prepared. Have you…have you done this before?”
My face flushed as I shook my head slowly. The couple of brief hookups I had over the years never went past fondling. This was a whole new territory.
Javi positioned himself between my legs and gently spread them wide. “That’s okay, me neither.”
My brows furrowed. “But you were with…”
“She wanted to wait till marriage, so I was waiting with her.” He squeezed a generous amount of lube onto his fingertip. “I’m a virgin.”
I couldn’t help it when my jaw fell open.
Diane wanting to wait until marriage? That was something I could see from her, and I expected nothing more than for Javier to support her in that.
What I did not expect was for him to not have not taken up the opportunity with one of the countless girls at our school that would die to have a night with him.
He and Diane had been broken up for a while now, so what was he waiting for?
Me?
Pfttt, no. Don’t be delusional.
The lube was cold as Javi pressed it against my hole. He started slowly, his finger circling me gently to get me used to the feeling. Then he tested the waters by carefully pushing the tip of his finger inside.
I gasped and my muscles immediately tensed. The sensation of his mere finger entering me sent a pulsating wave through my body.
“Hey, hey,” he said gently as his free hand caressed my stomach. “You have to relax or this won’t work.”
I sniffed. “I know.”
“Tell me if you want me to pause or stop.” He didn’t move until I gave him a form of acknowledgement. Once I did, he slid his finger inside with delicacy.
It took me a moment, but when I finally understood how to relax myself it got better. It stung at first, but Javi paused to allow me to adjust to the new feeling of something inside of me. He was patient the entire time, and he checked up on me more times than I could count.
Once he successfully had two fingers in me, he began to slide them in and out. I shuddered at the first thrust of his fingers as my hands gripped the bed sheets for support. The heat was pulsating through my body, and a smirk formed on my rival's lips at the sight.
He started to pick up the pace, his fingers pushing inside of me with deep, swift motions.
I bit down on my tongue to muffle the noises trying desperately to escape my lips.
There was an entire group of people below us that we had completely forgotten about, and I was not too keen on giving them a performance.
Javi’s fingers retracted and I ached at the sudden feeling of emptiness. He leaned down and connected his soft lips to mine and our lips moved in a delicate, passionate motion. I felt his hand fall on my cheek as he deepened the kiss, his body hovering over me as his hand fondled my cock.
“Javi,” I murmured against him. “I… need you.”
He pulled back from the kiss, a string of saliva falling from our parted lips. “You’re ready?”
“Please,” I whined.
Fucking hell, look at me. A few months ago, I wouldn’t have asked Javier Cortez for a pencil if my grade depended on it. My pride would have allowed me to bomb a test instead of the simple solution of asking my rival for help.
And now? Now I was lying butt naked with my legs spread wide, begging him to stick his dick up my ass. All while I moaned his name like it was some kind of sacred hymn.
Insane.
Javier squeezed a generous amount of lube onto his hand and lathered it onto his erection. Meanwhile, I caressed my own to account for the hollow feeling in me that was impatiently waiting for him to fill me.
One hand rubbed my thigh while the other aligned himself with me. When his tip pushed against me, a fiery sensation ripped through me. I sucked in a sharp breath, causing him to pause.
He leaned forehead and kissed me on the forehead. “You’ve gotta relax, Eli.”
Listening to his words, my muscles began to loosen and I let out the breath I was holding.
Javi gave me another moment to calm myself before pushing his hips forward. I winced at the pressure and my jaw clenched in response. The sharp feeling was more prominent than when it was his fingers entering me. Granted, what he was putting in me now was a much larger two fingers.