13. Yannis
On the drive back to my apartment, the car is filled with a heavy silence. I don’t know what Hale is thinking, but I know what’s got me quiet. I want something to happen, I just wish I knew what. Do I tell him or show him?
Gazing out the side window, I watch the moon as it seems to follow us everywhere we go. The sky is pretty clear, and I bet the stars would look nice if we could see them. That’s another thing about the farm I didn’t appreciate until I moved away. I could always see the stars.
We arrive sooner than I expected, and as Hale pulls into a parking space my stomach does flips. This is it. I either let him go or I make a move. Both options are scary as fuck.
I turn to face him to find him watching me intently, like a wild cat stalking a gazelle. My cheeks warm and that tendril of heat twists its way through my body straight to my dick. Oh-kay.
“Do you want to come up and see my place?” I blurt it out before my brain can stop me.
“Yes” is all he says, but it’s the delivery—deep, rich, and confident—that gets me.
“Cool.”
We exit the car and head to my apartment. I wonder what he thinks about all this. I unlock my door with a shaky hand, hoping he doesn’t notice, then push open the door that sticks sometimes. Inside, Hale glances around briefly, then returns his gaze to me.
“It’s very nice inside.”
“Thanks. I know the neighborhood is a little sketch, but it was the nicest place I could afford. It was clean and nothing was broken. Some of the places I saw looked like crack houses.”
Hale smiles. “You made a good choice. This part of the neighborhood isn’t bad. It gets rougher a few blocks from here.”
“Yeah, I know. That’s where I ran into our Mafia friends.”
Hale’s eyes seem to harden for a second, but he blinks it away. “You feel safe though?”
“Yeah. Can I get you a drink? I think I have beer.”
“No, thank you.”
I nod, sliding my hands into my front pockets. “Uh, so…”
Hale takes a step toward me. “Do you have something you want to talk about, or do you want me to leave now?”
“Not leave. Um…” I glance at the couch. “We should sit for a minute.”
“Sure.”
Hale follows me to the couch while I wipe my sweaty hands on my jeans. My nerves are on fire, like the first time I had a crush back when I was a kid, but I’m a fucking adult and should be able to handle this.
We sit close enough that Hale’s knee brushes against mine, and the feeling is… electric. Is this what people talk about when they meet someone exciting?
“You can tell me anything, Yannis.”
“I know.” I lick my desert dry lips and force my eyes up to him. The truth. I need to tell him what’s happening in my head. “Hale.”
“Yes?”
“I…like you.” Ugh. That’s so lame.
“I like you too.”
“No.” I shake my head. “I think…” Closing my eyes, I exhale slowly. “I’m into you.” When I open my eyes, the warmth and happiness on Hale’s face immediately calms my nerves.
“You are?”
“I’ve never felt like this about a guy. Or anyone, actually. I’ve been wondering how to…or what I…” I scoff. “I’m stumbling over my words.”
“Relax.” Hale reaches for my hand, holding it softly in his. “I’m into you too, but I didn’t want to pressure you or make you feel uncomfortable.”
His sweet confession gives me a little boost of courage. “I’m scared to fuck it up, I guess, but I can’t ignore how I feel around you.”
Hale turns his body toward me. His sexy gaze and plump lips turn my insides to jelly. “What would you like to happen next?”
Swallowing hard, I hold his gaze. “I’d like you to take the lead.”
“Then may I kiss you?”
I swear my whole body flutters. “Yes. Please.”
Hale scoots closer, sliding his hand behind my neck. I keep my eyes open until he’s too close to focus on, and when his lips touch mine, my cock jerks violently. Wow.
He doesn’t go straight for tongues and all, teasing me instead as he brushes his soft lips against mine, pressing tiny kisses to my mouth, chin, and cheeks. I can feel his stubble on my smoother skin, and as I inhale his amazing cologne, I practically melt into him.
His tongue drags along the seam of my closed lips, asking for entry without words. I let him in, sinking into the heat of his mouth and his sweet taste. The intensity of the kiss escalates as Hale closes the space between our bodies, climbing onto my lap. I wrap my arms around him, sliding my hands up and down his back then resting them on his hips. I want to touch him more, but I’m still unsure.
“Let your instincts guide you,” Hale whispers, nipping at my bottom lip. “Do whatever feels good.”
Tilting my head back, I press kisses to his neck and Adam’s apple until he claims my mouth again. This time I don’t stop myself from exploring his body, and I move my hands from his hips to his ass. I squeeze him through his slacks and he moans, bringing my awareness to his hard cock pushing against my belly. My cock throbs in response, and at least I know this attraction is real.
Reaching between us, Hale unbuttons my shirt without missing a beat. His hands dip inside, gliding over my chest and tweaking my sensitive nipples. I tug on his shirt to untuck it from his slacks, then slide my hands underneath it. His chest is covered in soft hair, and when I find his nipples, running my fingertips in circles around them, his pleasured moan sends another jolt of electricity through me.
“I want to make you come,” Hale says, breaking the kiss to hold my face. “Can I?”
“I want you to come too.”
A sexy smile plays on his lips as he pulls us down to lie on our sides. He attacks my mouth again, grinding our bodies together and reaching between us to unzip my jeans. Oh fuck. We’re about to be cocks out. I’m nervous, but so fucking excited too.
“Relax,” he murmurs, his lips against my neck. “Just feel.”
Nodding, I bolster my courage and get his pants open, finding hot, hard flesh straining against his tiny briefs. I want to look, but I settle for running my hand over it. Hale bumps against my palm, biting my bottom lip enough to leave a sting, but fuck, I like it.
He tugs both of our briefs down and then we’re touching, cock to cock, chest to chest. I’ve still got my hand clumsily between us, unable to remove it. I like how he feels—hot, sticky, hard.
“Gods, you smell good,” he says, kissing the column of my neck. He rubs his nose in the crook, inhaling deeply before biting my earlobe. “I want to eat you alive.”
At this point I might let him.
He thrusts against me, creating an intense friction that drives me nearly insane with need. I clutch his shoulders, giving up on stroking him because his cock grinding into mine feels way better. He’s slick, like he managed to pour lube between us when I wasn’t looking, and the sensation is beyond incredible.
This time I initiate the kiss, gripping his chin to bring his mouth back to mine. He tastes sweet in a way that doesn’t seem real. His kiss reaches every part of me, even down to my toes. I swear I’m vibrating. His hands move down my back to my ass, massaging and groping me, and sudden thoughts of being filled by this incredible man flood my mind. Holy fuck. Is that something I want?
The more he touches me there, the more the curiosity builds. He wraps one of his legs around my waist, drawing us even closer somehow, and rocks us to the very edge of pleasure. We’re sharing breath now, both of us dragging in gulps of air as we grind and trade breathy kisses.
“Someday you’ll fuck me.” My own words shock me, but as Hale moans and my cock spills a stream of precum, I know without a doubt that I want that to happen. “Would you want that with me?”
“Fuck, Yannis. Yes. Of course, yes.”
He shifts us so I’m on my back, astounding me with his easy strength. Hale is straddling me now, giving me a view of his body. My gaze shoots straight to his cock, thick and heavy against his stomach. He strokes my cock, gazing at my face.
“You’re a stunning man,” he says.
I run my hands down his thighs. “So are you.”
His face looks strained as he smiles with tight lips, gripping both our cocks in his hands and stroking us together. It seems like he’s holding back a full smile, but maybe he’s just trying to control his excitement.
“I want to see your face when you come.” His voice is deep and raspy and so damn sexy.
“I’m close.”
He rocks against me, fisting our cocks together, the delicious friction drawing needy whimpers from me as I buck my hips, desperately chasing my orgasm. When it hits, it’s like getting the wind knocked out of me. I shout his name as the force of it spreads through me. My hole clenches, my thighs tense, and a fountain of cum shoots into the air.
Hale catches some of it in his mouth, his body twitching and jerking as he joins me. I force my eyes down to watch the geyser of cum rising from his cock. My mouth waters, shocking me as the urge to taste him hits me.
His strokes slow as he milks us both, his cock massaging mine through the most epic release of my life, until I’m trembling and oversensitive. I can’t stop staring at him. His orgasm seems to go on for days. He’s thrown his head back, riding me but not letting go of our cocks until we both soften.
When he releases me, I immediately miss his touch, but he scoots back, settling between my knees, and licks my torso and cock clean. Holy fucking hell, that’s hot. He’s gentle with my softened, still twitching cock, and then he lays his head on my thigh as we both catch our breath.
I tangle my fingers in his hair as a smile spreads across my lips. That was fucking awesome.
After a few silent moments, he asks, “How do you feel?”
“Like I can fly.”
He chuckles. “Good.”
“You?”
“Like I found buried treasure.”
His answer makes me smile. “You’re good for a guy’s ego.”
“I mean it. You’re an exquisite man. I knew it the moment I saw you. I’m humbled you return my attraction.”
“Thank you. I’m really happy our paths crossed.”
“Me too.”
“Do you have to go back to work?”
He’s quiet for a moment before lifting his head to look at me. “That’s up to you.”
My stomach flutters, making it very clear to me what I want. “I want you to stay a while.”
“I’d love to.”