He took in the decorations and layout of my place as I led him to my bedroom. It wasn’t much, just some old posters from my bedroom in my parents’ house and a random vase my mom gifted me. Once inside, I pulled up an extra chair next to my desk and had Alex sit. After opening my laptop, I pulled up the websites I had saved and planned to use for the project, but had not truly read or analyzed.
I faced the computer in his direction. “So basically these are the articles I have.”
“Okay.” Alex blinked, his thigh brushing against mine. “What about them?”
I tapped my finger on the desk repeatedly. “I’m having trouble deciding if these articles are, uh…”
“Relevant and accurate?” Alex finished for me.
“Yes!” I said with a snap. “Exactly. You’ve been here two seconds, and you’re already helping.”
Alex let out a breathy laugh, a strand of hair flying up when he did. He took hold of my laptop and began reading through the articles, highlighting details and taking notes—more work than I’d ever done.
I rested my elbow on the desk and lay my chin in my hand as I watched Alex work. Watching him chew on his lip as he focused so intently on the articles was way better than scrolling aimlessly through my phone while waiting for him to finish.
Not only that, but I got to admire how handsome he looked with his glasses on. He never liked them as a kid, so much so that he started wearing contacts in the fourth grade, and he still does so today, but he had them on now. I didn’t know why, but I wasn’t complaining.
“This article is great. It has tons of good points and covers every topic you need.” He clicked to the next article. “This one is actual gibberish. It’s a waste of time to try to use anything from it.”
“Yes, sir.” I saluted him. “What would I do without you?”
He wore a smile that reached his eyes. “You could have just sent me these to read, you know.”
“Yeah, I guess I could’ve.”
His tongue glided against his bottom lip. “Why didn’t you?”
He was doingitagain—licking his lips as his eyes begged me to make a move. My hand rested on his thigh, causing Alex to stiffen, but he didn’t push me away. Instead, his eyes searched mine as if he was unsure if he was reading them correctly.
Slowly, my hand trailed up his thigh. I was waiting for him to tell me to stop. That we didn’t need to do this again because it would only make life more complicated.
But when my hand reached his groin, he didn’t stop me. Instead, Alex caressed my jaw with his gaze focused on my lips. It was only another second before he leaned in and initiated a soft kiss.
The kiss felt exactly like him, so much so that I practically melted into his mouth. It was gentle, delicate, and addictive. SoAlex.
There wasn’t a force powerful enough in the world to make me stop this.
My hand squeezed his crotch, eliciting a low grunt from Alex. I could feel his hardness through his shorts and in my hand. My pants felt like they were shrinking on me, too, and the soft sounds he moaned into my mouth didn’t help.
“Tell me you want this,” I muttered through his lips.
His hands roamed around my chest as he mumbled an incoherent response.
Unsatisfied, I gripped his chin and pulled back. My eyes scanned his intensely, while his puppy-dog eyes glistened in the light. Alex’s navy blue glasses hugged his face, and seeing them again made me want to have my way with him this very second.
“Tell me you want this,” I rasped.
“I want this,” he whispered, eyes never wavering from mine.
Fuck, so do I.
Alex pressed his lips against mine, now climbing onto and straddling my lap. Holding his waist, I grunted at the unexpected friction, and my hips bucked up to keep it going. Last time, we both came from friction alone, so I could only imagine how fucking amazing it would feel to be inside of him.
I had never been with a guy before, so I wasn’t exactly sure how sex worked. I shouldn’t have even been thinking about sex with Alex because we should never have kissed. Honestly, though, how could I not when I had him sitting perfectly on my lip, whimpering softly as he rode my clothed dick?
“I want to do something,” he breathed. “Can I?”
I ran my hands through his hair. “You can do anything you want to.”
