Nero lunged forward as if he was the predator and I was the prey.
His hand found the back of my head, fingers threading through my locks, and I welcomed the sting on my scalp the same way I did his kisses full of teeth and desperation.
My own palm found his chest, feeling his heart beating hard and fast under my hand before he was scooping me up and wrapping my legs around his waist when he stood back on his feet.
We didn’t get that far before he was tumbling on his feet because not once did his lips leave mine, and my back felt the cold wall behind me when he caged me in with his body.
Nero was intense. I don’t know if he’s always like this, or just because this is all pent-up lust finally spilling over, but I loved it.
He pulled away for the first time when I nudged him with my nose, needing to breathe, and he looked down at me with his eyes almost black from the need in them.
“Can I touch you in every fucking way I’ve been dreaming to?”
A whimper escaped my lips, the sentence equal parts filthy and covered in sweetness as he asked for my consent.
When I nodded, I swear I heard him growl, his hand wasting no time slipping between us and beneath the waistband of my shorts and underwear.
He was impatient as his fingers found my moist cunt, spreading me with his index and ring finger while his middle circled my sensitive nub.
“Combs,” I whined, my eyes fighting to stay open at the feel of his callous fingers touching the softest parts of me so intimately.
“I could’ve been the first guy to ever touch you like this, C.”
My guy best friend. The man of my dreams since the first time I saw him.
Nero Combs was finally touching me the way I always wanted him to.
“I could’ve been the first to ever feel your pussy this wet.”
Then he slipped his finger inside me, my walls constricting around the single digit as he continued, “The first guy to feel you this tight.”
“You could’ve been.”
Because it was true. If he and Andy weren’t a thing and we somehow ended up together?
My virginity would be for no one other than Nero’s.
“And this is my punishment. My consequence. I can never be any of your firsts ever again, can I?”
I could hear the jealousy in his voice.
The self-loathing that we could’ve had this way before.
And I didn’t want him to keep thinking that, so I spoke the truth I’ve been holding on to.
“I still have a first I may have saved for you.”
33
NERO
The moment Cosette lowered herself to her knees, not once breaking eye contact, I felt like I could die right there and then.
And she was just getting started.
“I’ve gotten close to doing this with them,” she said, her hand reaching up to my aching cock still trapped behind its constraints. “Somehow, it never pushed through.”
Her fingers worked the button, and slowly, pulled the tab of my zipper downwards until the only thing stopping my length from springing out in front of her was my boxers.
