Heat flooded my cheeks. “Silver...”
“What?” He pulled back just enough to look at me, his expression playful. “It’s true. Every time I looked up at the stands and saw you in my jersey, it did things to me.”
“What kind of things?” I asked, surprising myself with my boldness.
His grin turned wicked. “The kind of things that made it very difficult to focus on football.”
Before I could respond, he was kissing me again, deeper this time, his tongue sliding against mine in a way that made my knees weak. My back hit the edge of the bed and I sat down heavily, Silver following me down without breaking the kiss.
His weight pressed me into the mattress, solid and real and perfect. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, wanting to eliminate every inch of space between us. My shadows surged in response to my desire, wrapping around us both like a cocoon.
“You drive me crazy, you know that?” I whispered, unable to hold it back any longer. “The way you feel, the way you smell… I just can’t ever stop thinking about you.”
Silver moaned happily against my skin before he broke the kiss to trail his lips down my jaw to my neck. I couldn’t hold back the groan that escaped me. His teeth grazed my pulse point, making my hips buck up involuntarily.
“Fuck,” I breathed, my fingers tangling in his white hair. “That feels...”
“Good?” he supplied, his voice rough against my skin. “Because I can keep going if you want.”
“Please,” I managed, not even caring how desperate I sounded.
He pulled back just long enough to strip off his jersey, revealing his purple skin and the defined muscles of his chest and abs. My mouth went dry at the sight. I’d seen him shirtless before, but it never stopped affecting me.
“Your turn,” he said, his hands moving to the hem of my jersey.
I lifted my arms, letting him pull it over my head. The bracers made the motion awkward, but Silver was patient, carefully working the fabric over the obsidian bands. Once the jersey was off, his eyes roamed over my exposed chest with such hunger that it made me shudder with anticipation.
“You’re so beautiful,” Silver murmured, his hands trailing down my sides. “Every part of you.”
I wanted to protest, to tell him he was being ridiculous, but the look in his eyes stopped me. He meant it. He really, truly meant it.
“Can I keep going?” he asked, his fingers hovering at the button of my jeans.
I nodded, not trusting my voice. My heart was racing so fast I thought it might burst out of my chest. This was happening. We were really doing this. Again. But I couldn’t wait anymore, couldn’t resist him again.
Silver made quick work of my jeans, sliding them down my legs along with my boxers. The cool air hit my heated cock, making me shiver. I felt exposed, vulnerable, but the way Silver looked at me chased away most of my insecurity.
He stood long enough to strip off his own pants, and I couldn’t help but stare. His cock was already hard, thick and flushed darker than the rest of him, the pink head glistening with pre-cum. I remembered the feel of it against mine in the locker room, the way his hand had felt stroking us together.
“See something you like?” he teased, catching me staring.
“Yeah,” I admitted, my voice coming out rough. “I really do.”
He climbed back onto the bed, settling between my legs. His hands ran up my thighs, spreading them wider, and I felt my face burn at how exposed I was. But Silver seemed to appreciate the view, his eyes dark with lust as they roamed over every inch of me.
“I want to make you feel good,” he said, his voice dropping to that low register that made my stomach flip. “Can I?”
I wasn’t entirely sure what he meant, but I nodded anyway. “Yes. Anything you want.”
His grin turned positively sinful. “Anything? That’s a dangerous word, baby.”
Before I could respond, he was kissing his way down my chest, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He paused at my nipples, sucking each one until I was squirming beneath him, my hands fisted in the sheets.
“Silver,” I gasped, my hips rolling up seeking friction. “Oh fuck…”
“Don’t worry baby,” he murmured against my skin, continuing his journey downward. “I’m gonna take good care of you.” He kissed across my stomach, down to my hip bones, everywhere except where I desperately wanted him.
When his hot breath ghosted over my aching cock, I nearly cried out. My shadows went wild, darkening the entire room until only Silver’s glowing eyes were visible.
