That makes me smile as I unzip his zipper. “Just me, then?”
He nods. “Yes.”
His words make me feel like I’m on cloud nine. I grin with excitement.
He sucks in a breath as I slide my hand inside the opening, feeling his hardness through the large wet spot of his underwear. I slide my hand over his length, noting his cock feels thick and warm. He curses under his breath.
“What are you feeling?” he asks, searching my gaze.
“You,” I say with a smirk, loving how his cheeks tint pink with that admission.
“I meant—”
“I know what you meant,” I say as I lean up on my toes. With my free hand, I grab his neck and pull him to my level.
His eyelashes flutter as I squeeze his cock.
“I can stop if you want,” I tell him, but I hope he doesn’t want me to stop. Though I don’t want to push him too far, and I get the notion that this is a lot for him.
“Do you want to stop?” he asks carefully. I shake my head.
“No.”
He licks his lips. “What do you want?”
It’s not the question itself, but the way he says it. Curiously, but also a bit warily. Like he’s afraid of my answer. I don’t want him to be afraid. I want to soothe him.
And all at once a purr leaves my chest of its own accord, and he whines.
“You,” I breathe, his lips close enough to kiss. “I want your cock.”
He stills, the only movement his twitching cock against my palm.
“How?” he asks, his voice steady. Even. “How do you want it? Er…me? Can you articulate?”
I slide my hand between the slit in his briefs, my thumb grazing his wet, sticky cockhead. He’s soaked, yet he looks at me as if he is writing a research paper. The disconnect is almost shocking, but when I see him bite his lip, I know despite his outward expression, he does feel more than curiosity.
He does want this; he does wantme.
“I want you so bad, Olly,” I say as I squeeze his hard, wet cock. My lips find his neck, and I kiss it, feeling a fresh bloom of moisture at my fingertips. My lips graze his ear. “I want to feel you everywhere.”
He chuckles darkly. “That is scientifically impossible, Auryn. I cannot be everywhere at once.”
I giggle because though I know he’s not trying to be funny, the humor in his words is not lost on me.
“Perhaps you should try and disprove that theory,” I whisper as I bite his ear, and then he moans.I nearly come at the sound because holy hell…it’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. It’s deep, full.
“And how would you like me to start…disproving this theory?”
“Fuck me,” I say solidly. “Please.”
He grabs my wrist and pulls me away, and the rejection hits me.
“Auryn…”
Did I miscalculate? Read him wrong? I thought—
I tense as I stumble back, and he zips his pants and buttons them back up, sucking in a deep breath.
