Seeing what I was doing to him, how I could make him feel so good… it made my chest ache. I went back to kissing his glorious mouth as we stroked him together. Before long, he stiffened, and his cock pulsed in my hand. Hot fluid dripped down my fingers, slicking the way. The smell of his cum hit me. It was similar to mine, but different. Without thinking, I brought my hand to my lips, taking a lick. Then another.
“Fuck. Watching you do that might be the end of me.”
“Oh, we can’t have that, can we?” I said, suddenly cocky. “I need you in top form so you can teach me everything.”
Ozzie took my face in his hands again, biting his bottom lip as he stared down at me. “What kind of things would you like me to teach you?”
“How to give a blowjob, for one.” I was encouraged by his smile. “I tried out a prostate stimulator, but I haven’t built up the courage to use a dildo yet.”
He slid his hands down the sides of my neck, then down my back until he was cupping my ass. “Does my country boy want to fuck? Get fucked?”
“All of the above. Anything, really, that puts your hands on me.”
He kissed the top of my head, and my cheek, then my lips. “I’ll take care of you, promise. But let’s get to your place first.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. School’s in session.”
CHAPTER20
ozzie
As Walker raced up his steps, I caught him and lifted him off his feet.
“Jeez, you’re fucking strong,” he said, breathless, his eyes on fire.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” I said, hoisting him over my shoulder as I stepped out of my shoes by his front door. “No reason to have muddy footprints in your house.”
Laughing, he toed off his shoes and they landed with a thunk next to mine. He then unhooked his keys from his belt loop, holding them out for me. It took me a few tries, but I figured out which key belonged to his apartment and let us in.
“I’ll first need to?—”
I dropped him down far enough to cut off whatever he was saying with the kiss I’d wanted to give him since we’d gotten into my car. I threw the keys in the general direction of the side table by the front door as Walker wrapped his legs around my waist.
Horny as hell from that sexy maneuver, I pressed him against the front door and kissed him, rolling my hips. Bits of dried mud cracked off our clothes and fell to the tiled floor. After we made out for several minutes, he trailed kisses down my jaw before dropping his forehead to my shoulder. “Holy fuck,” he panted. “I really do love kissing men.”
I raised a brow. “Men? Plural?”
There went his blush again.
“No. Though—” His eyes glazed over a bit. “—I may have had a few raunchy dreams involving you and some random guy.”
“Oh, this I’ve got to hear.”
“We can chat about my naughty fantasies anytime. Wouldn’t you prefer to start our lessons now? Maybe in the shower?” He pointed to a door. “Bedroom’s back there.”
Rather than replying, I carried him to his room, found the en suite, and started his shower. He slid off me and tried to shed his muddy clothes, but I slapped his hands away, shaking my head. “Mine.”
His eyes darkened, and his chest expanded as I slowly peeled each layer of clothing from him.
“Look at this body, Walk.” I clucked my tongue, grabbing his trim hips, loving the feel of muscle under my palms. “So compact, so muscular.”
I couldn’t believe how responsive he was, the way he shuddered and hiccuped under each stroke of my finger. When he fisted my shirt, his silent demand nearly undid me.
Starting from the bottom, I slowly unbuttoned my shirt, ignoring his increasingly needy sounds.
“Why are you torturing me?” he asked.
