Chapter Seven
chapter seven
DEREK
W hat the fuck am I doing? Yes, I wanted my mouth on Keith, more than anything, but I shouldn’t have just assumed he wanted to kiss me back.
I pull back, eyes wide, and an apology on my lips. Then Keith says, “Fucking finally,” and draws me closer, kissing me with an intensity I’ve never experienced before.
Groaning, I wrap my arms and legs tighter around him, not wanting to let him go. Since I started coming over last week, I was hoping Keith would make a move on me. I wasn’t sure if he still wanted something more. We probably should have talked about it, but he makes me so nervous. It’s like having a high school crush.
He’s been nothing but nice to me and I thought he was flirting with me a few times, although I couldn’t be sure. When I tried to flirt back, it didn’t seem like he caught on, so I dropped it. I figured we would actually be friends and forget all about the club.
But feeling him on top of me, the warm weight of his belly brushing against my clothed skin made me come alive, and I had to kiss him. I’m just glad he wanted the kiss, and I didn’t violate him by pressing my lips to his.
Keith’s strong arms wrap around me and I melt, moaning into his mouth as I let him take ownership of the kiss. His hands are sure and strong as they hug me close.
After he’s kissed me like he owns me, he pulls his mouth from mine and breathes in deeply. “I’m sorry.”
“For what?” I ask in a whisper, my lips tingling, wanting more of those soul-shattering kisses. “I kissed you. I should apologize.”
His warm breath teases across my lips as he chuckles. “Never apologize for that.” He lowers his mouth once more, kissing me slow and sweet while my heart hammers in my chest.
The kiss we shared that night in Bangers was short and I didn’t taste his mouth nearly enough. Now that I have, I don’t think I can let him go. To hell with what Evan has to say. I want this man and I want him badly.
The softness of his tongue stroking over mine and the gentleness of this kiss has me falling a little in love with Keith. It’s like he wants to take care of me, like he wants to treat me right and not hurt me. He might think I’m intimidated by his size, but it’s his size that makes me feel safe. His bulk and weight make me feel warm and protected. Fuck, this man has my head in the clouds. I don’t want to give him up.
Gently pulling my mouth from his, I ask, “Do you …” I swallow thickly as his heated gaze locks on my mouth, his eyes blazing with something I can’t explain, but makes me feel almost combustible. “Do you have supplies?”
Keith’s eyes flare, but he nods, giving me one more quick kiss before he gets up and goes to one of the boxes on the floor. While he’s searching around, I drag my shirt over my head and peel my pants off, leaving me in only my tight, sky-blue briefs.
When he turns to look at me, his eyes travel the length of my body. I watch in fascination as his cock makes an appearance in his loose-fitting pants, tenting the front. With a faint growl, he says, “Next time, I’m undressing you.”
Something blooms in my chest because he wants a next time, too. “Okay,” is all I can mutter as I watch him strip out of his clothes. I stare with unabashed lust as more and more of his skin is made visible. He has a spattering of brown hair on his chest and belly, making my mouth water with the desire to touch and lick him all over. His legs are thick—something I already knew, but seeing them in better lighting makes my cock throb. I wrap my hand around my shaft through my underwear to stop myself from blowing my load just from staring.
Keith’s eyes drop to my hand and he licks his lips, tossing the lube and condom on the bed. “You’re fucking gorgeous, Derek. Absolutely beautiful. I’m sorry I’m not what you’re used to.” His cheeks turn red and I sit up, erection forgotten.
“What are you talking about?”
“This,” he says, rubbing his belly.
“Keith …” I get on my knees and waddle over to him. I wrap my arms around his neck. “I love the way you look. All of it. Everything. You’re the gorgeous one. You should have seen how many guys were looking at you before I approached. You’re a total catch.” His blush intensifies, and I kiss him gently. “I love your body.” I roll my hips against him, my dick pressing into his belly. “Do you feel that? That’s how much I love how you look. As soon as I saw you that night in Bangers, I knew you’d be the one. ”
I clamp my mouth shut, forgetting I spotted Keith after Bryson pointed him out to me to suck his dick.
Keith is attentive as fuck, though. He catches my little slip up. “The one what?”
Sighing, I pull him onto the bed. When he lies on his back, I straddle his hips, rolling on his dick when I feel it against my ass. “I was there with a friend of mine. Before we left to go to Bangers, we were playing Truth or Dare. He wouldn’t tell me what the dare was until we got to the parking lot.”
Raising an eyebrow, Keith asks, “What was the dare?” Then his eyes light up and he grins. “You were supposed to fuck a random person in the club.”
“Close. I was supposed to blow them. But the thing is, I told Bryson that I had to be attracted to the man he picked. He pointed you out and I knew I’d won the jackpot. There’s no part of your body I don’t love.”
His hands land on my hips, and they squeeze. The small bite of pain makes me moan and I roll my hips more on him. In a husky voice, Keith tells me, “I’m weirdly flattered by that. Makes me feel sexier than I have in years.”
“Oh, you are. Let me show you just how sexy.”
A flirty grin crosses his face as he grips my hips harder. “Or I can show you.”
He pulls me forward until I’m straddling his chest and my cock is practically on his chin. “ Oh ,” is all I can whisper out as Keith eases his fingers into the waistband of my briefs to drag the material down. My hard rod pops out almost comically, but no laughter will drift from my throat because of how Keith is looking at it. He looks … hungry .
I watch as he likes his lips and wraps a big hand over my shaft. I buck forward, unable to stop the movement of my hips with how he fists me.
“I’m going to enjoy this,” he says with a wink, repeating the words I said to him when we were in Bangers.
Keith opens wide and sucks my cockhead in, groaning as he slides his tongue into my slit. I moan, throwing my head back as his warm mouth engulfs me. His other hand squeezes my hip as he draws me in, pulling me in deep. His mouth feels good, warm and wet, the sucking noises he’s making driving me insane.
Looking down at him, I find Keith already gazing up, his cheeks hollow and eyes blazing with want. I slide a hand through his hair, dragging my fingers over his scalp. “Yes, baby,” I grunt, as I press in deeper and faster. “Suck my cock. God, your mouth feels so good.”
Reaching back, I grasp Keith’s cock, jerking him as I fuck his face. He groans under me, the sensation reverberating down my shaft and sending bolts of pleasure licking down my spine.
“Oh god!” I shout, feeling my orgasm tingle my cockhead. “Oh fuck. Keith! I’m going to come.”
He pulls off, holding my hips steady so I can stop thrusting. “Don’t come yet. I want to feel your ass hug my dick when you come.”
God, the things he says. “Fuck yes,” I mutter, scrambling off him to arch my back. My ass in propped in the air and I shamelessly look over my shoulder at him.
Keith grins but flips me to my back. I look at him, confused, until he says, “I want to see your pretty face the first time I slide inside you. I can fuck you from behind next time.” His strong palm cups my ass and I whimper, rolling my hips. “I also want to kiss you when I come in your ass. I want to suck on your tongue as I feel you explode on my skin.”
“Fuck, Keith,” I mutter, my cock leaking. My briefs are restricting and I’m not able to wrap my legs around his waist. I grumble and move my legs, sliding them off. “Please.”
He settles between my legs, his warm weight making me feel safer and more protected than I have in my whole life. Keith cages me in, his forearms by my head. “Tell me what you want, baby.”
“You. I want you just like this. I want you to do with me what you want for however long you want.”
His smile is feral and so fucking hot that I almost explode just looking at it. “Careful what you wish for.”
He shucks his underwear, then pulls the lube closer. After he coats his fingers, he starts opening me up. Keith’s fingers are thick, stretching me thoroughly. When he gets up to three fingers, he starts to scissor his fingers, opening me up more and more. I fuck back on his fingers, his digits brushing my prostate and make me bow off the bed.
“Look at you,” he says in wonder as he gazes at how his fingers are working in and out of me. “So greedy for me.” He meets my eyes, the hunger still apparent. “I need to be inside you, baby.”
Withdrawing his fingers, he eases the condom on and lubes himself up. I spread myself wide, loving how his gaze locks on my hole.
I draw my legs up, holding them in place for him. He eases between my legs, sliding his dick up and down my entrance. “Tell me if I hurt you.”
“You won’t.”
After a short kiss, he raises up slightly and grasps his dick. I whimper when I feel his blunt head pushing into me. God, he’s fucking thick. I relax as much as I can, getting used to him as he slides in slowly. He watches my face closely, his heated look mixed with concern and care.
When his hips meet my ass, I blow out a long breath, feeling more full than I ever have. His dick twitches inside me and I moan, loving how it knocks against my prostate.
“You okay?” Keith asks gently, rubbing a hand over my cheek. “Need me to stop?”
“No. I’m okay.”
He nods and pulls back, the drag of his cock against my walls. I moan softly, holding my legs tighter so I can stay open for him. When he pushes back in, I cry out loud enough to wake the neighbors. He feels so fucking good. There’s pain, but more than that, I feel overwhelming pleasure.
“Yes. More, please.”
Keith moves my hands and wraps my legs around his waist. Then he rolls his hips, pushing into me slowly. I moan, arching my back as he plunders my hole. His movements are sensuous, his body rolling into mine. His fat cock stretches my hole deliciously. I’m coming apart because of his movements. His hands roam all over me, his strong grip making me moan like a slutty whore.
He raises on his hands, thrusting into me harder. “Derek, God, I won’t last. You feel…” He grunts, speeding his thrusts until he’s hammering into me, my cock bouncing on my belly. With a growl, he rests on his heels and grips my shaft. Keith jerks me off, his grip tight and perfect as he pushes me over the edge.
“Oh God,” I mutter as I come, the only warning I can give him. I erupt, my come shooting in the air in an arc, landing on my chest and his belly. My orgasm goes on and on as I watch it mingle into his chest hair.
“Derek … baby…” Keith stills over me, grunting as he orgasms inside me.
Keith pulls out and lies beside me, pulling in deep, ragged breaths. I lower my legs then roll over to Keith, cuddling up to his big, strong body, rubbing in my come and smiling. Keith doesn’t seem to mind, grinning with his eyes closed. He feels just as good as I thought he would, his soft belly warm and so fucking sexy I could cry. The hair on his chest tickles my cheek and I smile at the scratchiness of it.
This is exactly what I want. Atlas was a bigger guy, but in more of a hard, muscular way. It was okay cuddling with him, but I didn’t love it. Where I am right now, how I’m close to Keith and his strong, but squishy form has me not wanting to leave.
Lazily, Keith reaches over to his nightstand and grabs a few wet wipes, cleaning his chest, my hands, and my cock.
Blowing out a long breath, Keith wraps an arm around me and hugs me close. “Did I hurt you?” he asks, concern etched in his voice.
“Yeah, but not in a bad way. Sex hurts. It’s normal. And if you can’t tell from the way I just came, I really, really loved it.”
His deep chuckle warms me and I can’t help but turn my head and kiss his chest.
We lie in silence for a bit. My fingers drift up and down his torso and Keith’s rub my hip and back. It feels good, and I’m nearly drifting off to sleep when Keith asks in a quiet voice, “Is this all it’ll be?”
“What do you mean?” I turn to look at him, finding him gazing down at me.
“Just sex. Between us.” He maneuvers us until we’re both on our sides. “I enjoyed that very much. But I don’t want it to be all we have.” After he blows out a deep breath, Keith says, “Derek, I want more.”