We played back and forth for a while, the game slowly becoming more and more tense. It took a while but eventually I managed to pick up on the “tell” that he was lying—he bit his lip and nodded, as if he were trying to convince himself that it was the right thing to do.
“Cheat,” I murmured after he played his cards, which he claimed were three sixes. Reluctantly, he flipped over the top three cards, none of which were sixes, before scooping up the entire stack with a sigh.
We went back and forth for a while and I slowly gained momentum, until I was down to my last card, and mercifully, the card was exactly what I needed to play. “One ten,” I said.
Colin groaned, a sound that sent desire roiling through me, remembering the sounds he made when we kissed that night, and wondering if he sounded the same if…
“Cheat,” he said confidently, interrupting my thoughts.
I gave him a slow, confident smile and flipped over the card I’d just played. A ten of hearts.
“Damn it,” he said, tossing his cards down. He was laughing and shaking his head as he did.
“It’s fine,” I said with exaggerated casualness. “I’m just good at picking up on your bluff, that’s all. I have a five-year-old. Lots of practice intercepting half-truths.” I reached for the cards on the blanket between us and started to pick them up, straightening them as I did. Before I finished picking up the whole deck, Colin’s hand moved to grip my wrist and I paused, flicking my gaze up to meet his.
His tongue darted out to wet his lips and he cleared his throat. “I… really like you,” he said finally.
I took a shaky breath and nodded slowly, but internally, I was panicking. What was I supposed to say to that? “Okay.”
“I’d like to kiss you again.”
Another nod. “I’d like that too.” I moved my wrist and broke his hold on me before reaching for him, grabbing his forearm and pulling him close.
Colin came toward me easily, the deck of cards sliding to the floor and scattering as he moved closer, coming to a rest with his knees bracketing my thighs, straddling me. I let out a soft groan of my own in anticipation, moving my hand up to rest on the back of his neck and hauling him down until our lips met, my other hand going to his back to pull him close.
I buried my hand in his hair and raked my fingers down his scalp, drawing a soft whimper from him as he shifted forward, moving his body closer to mine. His hands came to rest on the back of my neck and I rocked my hips up, pressing my hardening cock against his ass and letting out another groan.
We moved together, shifting back and forth, bodies roiling together as we kissed. The lust built in my gut and my groinand my breathing tightened. All I could think about was Colin and how much I wanted him at that moment. I moved my hands lower without breaking the kiss, reaching for his shirt and sliding one hand under the soft cotton, the heat of his bare skin warming my hand, which was probably cold. Instead of complaining or pulling away, he groaned again, his hips thrusting forward more insistently.
I dropped my free hand to cup his ass, gently tugging at the waistband of his shorts with my thumb and silently begging for more. Colin moaned into the kiss, making me ache with need. A few moments passed and he broke the kiss, pulling away slightly.
“I want to suck your cock,” he murmured before moving to press a kiss to my jaw.
I inhaled sharply and groaned. “Yeah. Yes. Please.”
Chapter 10
Colin
IeasedmyselfoffDakota’s lap and to the floor, kneeling between his legs. He leaned back as I worked open his jeans, tugging them while he lifted his ass so I could slide the fabric down until the denim was around his thighs. His cock was hard, tip glossy with precum, and my breath hitched as I wrapped my hand around his thick shaft. With the pad of my thumb, I smeared the precum along the crown, making him rock his hips up and thrust into my loose grip. When I looked up at him, he gave me a small smile and ran his fingers through my hair before nodding, urging me on.
I leaned forward and took his cock into my mouth, letting it slide past my lips until the salty precum hit my tongue, the musky scent of him enveloping me. A pleased hum escaped me, which made Dakota groan again as he ran his fingers through my hair. I could hardly believe it was happening, that I was hooking up with my hot neighbor. I ran my free hand along his thigh and let it come to rest on his hip, guiding him to thrust into me while I sucked.
Eyes closed, I worked him eagerly, letting his thick erection fill my mouth and glide along my tongue, stroking his shaft as I did. It had been a long time since I’d been with anyone, too long, and I relished the feeling of him trembling under my hands, the sounds he was making, the way he was coming unglued.
On every thrust, I sucked him hard, listening to the way his breath hitched and the little moans he made. I chased those sounds, trying to replicate whatever I’d done to cause them.
Soon, his moans became louder and more desperate, and he began to tug my hair as he fucked into my mouth, his thrusts becoming more insistent. His cock swelled in my mouth, precum spilling from him and coating my tongue on each stroke. I relaxed my throat and let him go as deep as I could, tightening my muscles around his crown.
“Fuck,” he muttered, gripping my hair tight. He came with a loud groan, hips bucking erratically, his orgasm flooding my mouth as I tried to swallow it all.
I continued to suck him through the aftershocks, until he was spent and he relaxed, sinking into the couch again. When I was sure it was over, I rocked back and grinned up at him, wiping the corner of my mouth with my thumb.
As he caught his breath, Dakota’s eyes opened and he looked down at me. “That was… incredible.”
I couldn’t help but smirk and give him an overly casual half-shrug. “I aim to please.”
After pulling his jeans back into place, he reached for me and tugged me forward. I followed his lead and settled onto the couch next to him before he pulled me in for a kiss, thrusting his tongue into my mouth without hesitation and letting out another soft groan as our tongues met.
