“Yes,” I breathed. “Please don’t stop.”
His lips curved into that devastating smile that had haunted my dreams for the past week. Then he was kissing me again, his tongue sliding against mine as his hands explored my chest beneath my shirt. When his thumb brushed over my nipple, I couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped me.
“I love the sounds you make,” Silver murmured, his lips trailing down my jaw to my neck. “I want to hear more of them.”
In one swift movement, he pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it aside. The cool air hit my exposed skin, making me tremble. Or maybe that was just the effect of Silver’s hungry gaze as he took in the sight of me.
Before the embarrassment could sink in, I felt my fingers working of their own accord, pulling his shirt off as well. As soon as it was gone, I pressed myself against him desperate to feel his skin on mine. He was gorgeous, more beautiful than I thought possible.
“Silver,” I groaned as he kissed my neck. My fingers ran down his sides, curling into the waistband of his jeans. “I want?—”
“Yes,” he said, not needing me to finish. “Anything.”
My hands trembled as I fumbled with his button, the anticipation making my fingers clumsy. Silver’s breath was hot against my neck, his teeth grazing my skin as I finally managed to undo his jeans.
“Let me,” he whispered, covering my hands with his own as he guided them to push his jeans down his hips.
I gasped as his cock pressed against mine through the thin fabric of his boxers. The shadows around us pulsed with my heartbeat, growing darker and more intense with each throb of desire that coursed through me.
Silver’s hands moved to my waist, his fingers hooking into my belt loops. “These need to go,” he said, his voice husky with need. “Can I?”
“Please,” I nodded frantically, shifting my hips to help as he undid my jeans and pushed them down my thighs. I kicked them away, suddenly feeling exposed in nothing but my plain black boxers. Those silver eyes burned with hunger as they raked over my body.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, pressing his forehead against mine. “So fucking beautiful.”
Before I could respond, his lips captured mine again in a kiss that stole the breath from my lungs. His hands slid down my sides, cupping my ass and pulling me against him. The friction of our cocks grinding together through our boxers sent a jolt of pleasure so intense through me that my knees nearly buckled.
“Oh gods,” I moaned against his mouth as he rolled his hips, creating more of that delicious friction. My shadows responded to my pleasure, wrapping around us both, caressing Silver’s purple skin in ways my hands hadn’t dared.
“Your shadows,” Silver gasped, breaking the kiss to look around us. “They’re touching me.”
“I’m sorry,” I started to apologize, trying to rein them in, but Silver shook his head.
“Don’t,” he said, his voice rough with desire. “I like it. It feels like you’re everywhere at once.”
The permission unleashed something in me, and my shadows grew bolder, sliding along his skin like phantom fingers. Silver groaned, his head falling back as the darkness caressed him in ways I was still too nervous to try.
But Silver wasn’t shy. He stopped only for a moment to meet my gaze. And when I nodded, he slowly pulled my boxers down, freeing my aching cock. The cool air hit my heated skin, making me shiver with delight. Then Silver’s boxers were gone too. Heleaned forward, this thick cock pressing against mine before he wrapped a hand around us both.
“Fuck,” I gasped, my hips grinding us together in the most delicious way. His grip was firm but gentle, his thumb swiping over our cock heads, spreading the pre-cum already gathered there.
My head fell back against the wall, a moan escaping my lips at the sensation. I’d never felt anything like this before—the slide of his cock against mine, the tight grip of his hand, or the electric current that seemed to flow between our bodies wherever we touched.
“Silver,” I gasped, my fingers digging into his shoulders. My shadows wrapped around us both, pulsing with my heartbeat.
“It’s okay,” he encouraged. “I’m right here.”
His hand moved faster, the pressure perfect as he worked us both. The dual sensations of his hot skin against mine and my shadows caressing us both had me trembling on the edge almost immediately. It was embarrassing how close I already was, but I couldn’t bring myself to care.
“I’m not going to last,” I admitted, feeling the heat building at the base of my spine.
“Me neither,” Silver groaned, his rhythm faltering slightly. “You feel too good.”
I watched, mesmerized, as his purple cock slid against mine, the contrast of our skin tones making everything more intense somehow. His was thicker than mine, with prominent veins that rubbed deliciously against my shaft with each stroke.
My hips bucked involuntarily, thrusting into his grip. The pressure was building, coiling tighter inside me with each stroke of his hand. My shadows darkened and expanded, filling the room with inky blackness until it felt like we were suspended in a void where nothing existed but the two of us and the pleasure building between us.
“I—I’m—” I couldn’t even form words anymore, just broken sounds that echoed in the darkness.
