I looked down at myself. Yes, I had pants on. Crow cawed out in the trees, and I swear I could hear the laughter in it.
I looked back at Sebbie, and he bit his lower lip as he stared at my chest.
Oh. My mate appreciated how I looked.
Imighthave stood up a little straighter, puffed my chest a bit, and flexed my arm that was holding open the door. Sebbie was still staring at my chest, and I took him in. He was wearing jeans and a light sweater, and if I wasn’t mistaken, there was a bulge in his pants. I couldn’t help my own response to that, and it didn’t take long before Sebbie’s eyes were focused on my growing… issue.
Dammit. I was going to be a gentleman. I was going to take things slow.
“Staring at it will not help things,” I murmured.
“Oh, I think it’s helping things quite a bit,” Sebbie said, his eyes still focused on my dick.
I heard the back door shut and realized Jude had just made himself scarce. I’d have to remember to thank him later.
Sebbie didn’t even seem to register the sound, because his eyes were still focused on my growing issue. With a growl, I pulled him in the door and turned him so his back was against the wall, kicking the door shut with my foot. He tilted his head up eagerly to meet me as I leaned down to kiss him.
He tasted like fresh, cold berries—sweet and tart and refreshing, a burst of flavor exploding in my mouth as I kissed him. I gathered him in my arms, and his hands caressed my bare chest and arms, petting my skin as our mouths danced together.
His dick was pressed against my thigh, and he was rubbing against me, causing friction against my own dick pressed againsthis stomach. His hands reached down toward my sweatpants, and I groaned, lifting him up in my arms so our dicks were aligned.
He made an adorable little squeak, wrapped his legs around me, and then laughed joyously. I smiled with my lips still against his.
“I was going to take this slow,” I murmured against his lips, still smiling.
He leaned back a bit, his legs still wrapped around me, his arms holding onto my neck. “First of all, holy shit is it sexy that you can hold me up like this. Second of all, why were you gonna take things slow?”
I pressed a kiss to his lips before pulling back to answer. “Because I care about you.”
His eyes went wide and then softened, and he graced me with another bright smile. “I care about you, too, but you donotneed to take things slow on my account.”
He leaned in and nipped at my bottom lip, and it sent fireworks shooting through my entire body. I kissed him again, our mouths tasting and nibbling. I started walking toward my bedroom while I carried him, and each step made our dicks rub together deliciously.
I growled, Sebbie moaned, and I thanked all the demons in hell that I had left my bedroom door open. I walked in and kicked it shut behind me without breaking away from our kiss. Only when I felt the bed against my legs did I lift my lips from his, leaning down while I gently laid Sebbie on the bed.
His butt was at the edge of the mattress, his legs dangling off, and he leaned up on his elbows to look at me. His eyes were wide and filled with pleasure. I growled at the sight of him spread out before me, and he shivered at the sound.
“Sebbie…” I started. Fuck. Words were hard, but I didn’t want to move too fast. I didn’t want to do anything Sebbie didn’t want.
“What? Tell me what you want,” Sebbie begged.
“I want to strip off your clothes and taste your cock, my hands running along every inch of skin I can touch. I want to climb on top of you naked and rut against you, skin to skin, our bodies sliding along each other. I want to grab both our hard cocks in my hand and jerk us off together, using the precum I’m leaking just thinking about you to slick the way. I want to taste your lips and bite your neck and lave at your nipple while you moan and thrust your hips against me. I want to make you come and then use it to finish myself off.”
Sebbie gasped, his arms going out from under him. “Fuck, Corbin. Yes. Ohmygod, yes.”
He kicked off his shoes as I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, pulling them and his boxer briefs off in one swift motion. He was frantically pulling at his shirt to get it off, and I shoved off my sweatpants and kneeled down in front of the bed. His dick was hard and glistening, a darker color against his skin. It was a perfect handful—a perfect mouthful.
“I’m not that bi—” Sebbie started, one arm still stuck in his sweater.
He gasped, unable to finish his statement as I swallowed him down. Sebbie was delicious, and I moaned as a spurt of precum coated my tongue. I ran my hands along his thighs, squeezing and caressing, listening intently to each little moan and gasp that came from his lips. My own dick jumped at his sounds, and I resisted the urge to reach down and squeeze myself.
“Corbin,” Sebbie moaned.
I pulled my mouth from his dick, giving it one final lick. I would suck him until he came in my mouth at some point, but now I needed to feel his skin against mine. I stood, and Sebbieleaned up on his elbows again. His jaw went slack as his eyes roamed down to my dick.
“Oh. Oh, my,” he murmured.
My dick jerked at his perusal, and he smiled.
