“You don’t need to worry about her. I’m not into her and she’s sure as hell not into me.”
“She’s not?”
“No, you ass, she’s into Chase.”
“What?Are you serious?”
“How do you not know this?”
“I don’t know, I mean, I guess I can kind of see it. It’s just they’ve been friends for so long and nothing’s ever happened between them. Why hasn’t one of them said or done something?”
“Ah, a classic case of two scared, stubborn assholes, I’m afraid.”
“Wow, sucks to be them.” His smile twists, turning it into something that’s far from sweet. “I like our way better.” He reaches into my shorts and curls his fingers around my dick.
“I thought we were just cuddling,” I tease.
“We are cuddling. This is me cuddling your dick.” His eyes are back to sweet, open and blinking as he looks up at me. “Woah,” he breathes, “look how fast it changes.”
He looks down at my cock, mouth turned up at the corners. Mesmerized. Not moving his hand, just holding me. Not even holding me tightly. It’s enough, though. More than enough, especially when combined with the way he’s looking at my dick. Awe and amazement – that’s how he looks at it. Like it’s fantastic. Like it’s magic. He does it every single time he watches me sprout a boner. It’s happened so many times now, but every time it’s the same. Honestly, if being with Luke has taught me one thing, it’s that male virginity is way,wayunder appreciated. Teaching him and watching him discover new things is a whole different type of pleasure than anything I’ve experienced before. I feel it deeper than my skin. Deeper than my bones. Soul deep, that’s how I feel it.
“You’re so easy to please.” I lean in to kiss the sweet smile off his face.
“You calling me easy?”
“I mean, if the shoe fits.”
He laughs and gives my dick a firm tug. “If I’m easy, what are you?”
“Oh,” I pant, “I’msupereasy.”
I push my pants down to my knees to prove my point. He scoots around, so he’s on his hands and knees beside me on the bed and leans down to give the head of my dick a kiss. It’s a soft, sweet kiss that would be chaste if it wasn’t so hot.
He gnaws on his bottom lip. “I don’t know about easy, but I’ll tell you what you are, Jessie Lewis…the best I’ve ever had, that’s what you are.”
I throw my head back and laugh. “The best you’ve ever had, huh? I thought I was theonlyguy you’d ever even kissed.”
He teases my slit with slow, deliberate strokes of his tongue. “Oh, you are.”
The way he looks when he says it does something strange to my insides. He’s not playing. He doesn’t play games. He’s honest about how he feels. So honest, it makes me feel like I have to be honest too. “You’re the best I’ve ever had, too.” My confession makes the mood in the room shift suddenly. His eyes shine with pleasure and he looks at me like there’s nothing he wouldn’t tell me. “Why did you wait?”
“Had to.”
“Why? Wasn’t it hard?”
He grazes his erection against my knee. “Of course it was hard. I’m alwayshard.”
“You know what I mean.”
“It wasn’t hard. I had no choice. I’ve never met anyone I want as much as I want you, so I had to wait.” He takes my dick into his mouth again, deeper, not even close to chaste this time. He pulls up and releases it with a soft pop. “Plus, I thought the pandemic would last for like, three to six weeks tops, I had no fucking idea I’d be waiting for years.”
I choke out a laugh that comes out sounding like a lot more of a groan. He swallows me again. And again. He does it until my face is scrunched up in ecstasy and I have the bedlinen balled up in my fists. He doesn’t stop until he’s swallowed all of me. All of it. Everything I’ve got.
He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and gets up to get the lube from my drawer to jerk himself off. I’m so braindead, I can’t move. I don’t even think until I hear a sharp intake of breath.
“It’s nothing,” I say, reaching out quickly and trying to grab the sketchpad out of his hands.
“It’s not nothing!” He holds the pad tightly, twisting to keep it away from me. “It’s amazing.”
