Get us to Winnipeg right the hellnow
If that thirteen-hour drive had gone on for one more minute, I would’ve lost my goddamned mind. Especially since our teammates had started waking up, and Taylor and I had separated so we wouldn’t get caught. And so we could maybe calm down before we had to get up and off the bus. The last few hours of that marathon drive were pure torture, and I still didn’t know how I’d held it together this long.
As it was, I barely made it through getting off the bus, waiting for our room assignments, and trying to stay casual on the way up to our respective rooms. A lot of our teammates had slept on the bus, and they were going to shower and head out to find something to eat.
Not me. I politely declined a few offers and hurried up to my room.
And oh, yes—not a moment too soon, Taylor was at my door, and then through it, and then we were against it, kissing harder and more aggressively than we’d dared on the bus or even in theclub. With no one to see us or overhear us, there was no holding back anymore, and oh my God, it was perfect.
“Sorry it took so long,” he mumbled between kisses. “Had to… Had to get the necessities.”
I met his gaze. “Necessities?”
He reached into his pocket and when he held up his hand, my pulse went wild—a small bottle of lube and a three-pack of condoms.
My knees actually wobbled. “Oh, fuck…”
“We don’t have to do anal tonight,” he said quickly. “I just… I just wanted to be prepared.”
I met his gaze. “Canwe do it tonight?”
Taylor’s eyes widened and he licked his lips. “Baby, I’ll do anything you want.”
My breath stuttered. “Fuck me?”
He squirmed between me and the door. “Jesus Christ…”
“That a yes?”
“That’s afuckyes,” he said, and nudged me back a step. “I don’t want to rush, especially if you haven’t been with anyone else, but… God, seriously. Anything you want, say the word.”
As I let him guide me across the room, I whispered, “Everything. I want everything.”
The response to that was a low growl. We shed our clothes on the way to the bed, peeling layers off each other like they were on fire. By the time we sank onto the mattress, there was nothing between us but our very hard cocks.
I was dizzy with need and overwhelmed with… fuck, with everything. Lust. Heat.Him. I’d caught more than a few glimpses of Taylor’s ass in the locker room, but now I wasn’t just seeing him on the way to the shower or glancing his way at the wrong—right?—moment. Now I was cupping his cheek in one hand and stroking his rock-hard dick with my other. He ruttedinto my fist, pushing my hand against my own cock; the friction was incredible.
After a while, he rolled onto his back, taking me with him. As I settled on top of him, he wrapped his arms around me as he hooked his leg around mine. I’d missed being touched, and I’d missed having sex, but with Taylor, it felt new. As if I’d never been this close to anyone at all.
We shifted around again. For a while, we were on our sides, just kissing and stroking each other. Then he was on top again, his hard cock beside mine as we made out.
“God, I want you so bad,” he panted.
“Me too.” I nipped his lower lip. “Fuck…”
He groaned softly, then dipped his head to kiss my neck, and I arched under him. I wasn’t a virgin, but I’d never been touched like this. Not by someone who was hungry to the point of trembling, but also taking the time to light up every nerve ending on my body. He explored my throat, then my collarbones. When he started down, he spent ages on each nipple, using his lips, tongue, and even teeth to show me an erogenous zone I hadn’t even noticed before. I wanted us to be fucking right this minute, and I got the feeling he did too, but the way he explored—hell, worshipped—my body was completely unhurried.
As he kissed his way down my abs, I knew where this was headed. I wanted his lips around my cock. I wanted to feel his tongue work its magic all along the shaft and around the head.
But more than that…
“D-don’t…” I stammered. “Not yet.”
Taylor looked up at me. “You don’t want me to go down on you?”
“No, I do,” I breathed. “But Jesus Christ, Taylor… I’ll come the second you touch me, and I want your dick, damn it.”
The renewed fire in his eyes almost made me come after all. Then he was over me again, kissing me hard and rubbing hiserection against mine. All I could do was hold on and kiss him back, and I probably whimpered too because… fuuuck.
