His arms come around me. “You don’t have to move. I like you like this.”
I like being like this too.
And that’s the problem, isn’t it?
Chapter Nineteen
Roman
My alarm goes off bright and early. Morning skate today… we have a game later tonight, which gives me plenty of time to do what I want during the day, but we still skate first thing in the morning.
As I roll over to shut off my alarm, I nearly squish Nico, who groans.
“Sorry.” I kiss his head, and stop the alarm on my phone, but continue to cuddle with him, pulling him closer.
Nico will stay through to the closing ceremonies, like most will do, but that’s sooner than it is later.
I never thought when I came here any of this would happen. I didn’t intend on meeting someone that I connect with in such a way. Someone like him. Yet here we are, sharing a bed together.Not wanting to leave. My feelings for him are big—bigger than they should be for the short time we’ve been together, but I can’t help that.
“Hey, you up?” Connor calls out.
I can’t get the words out before he bursts into my room, like he typically does.
“Shit!” he says, darting out of the room when he sees someone in my bed. “Sorry! I didn’t know.”
“It’s fine,” I call back. “And yes, I’m up.”
“I’ll meet you at the dining hall. Heading out in five.”
“K!”
Nico chuckles, turning in my arms to look up at me. He leans in to kiss my jaw, then my neck, and my chest. I groan, my dick already hard just from him being naked in my bed.
“Will a blow job make your morning skate better?” he asks.
“Only one way to find out.”
He smiles as he shoves the blankets off and leans down to suck me into his mouth. I press on his hip so I can get to his cock, which is leaking, and wrap my hand around it. I stroke him lazily, trying to focus but with the way he’s sucking me off and being half asleep, it’s not easy. He fucks my hand, though, and he has no problem coming seconds after I do, making a mess on me and my bed.
“Sorry,” he says, looking down at it.
I shrug. “Don’t mind. It’s just cum.”
He chuckles as he gets up, grabbing the already used towel from last night to wipe himself up. He tosses it to me, and I clean as best as I can.
“You can shower if you want.”
“I’ll just grab a shower back at my room. I want to change anyway.”
I nod as I get up and peek my head into the main area. The apartment is quiet. Connor must have gone already.
“He’s gone,” I tell Nico.
He nods, but it feels like something is wrong.
“Hey, you okay?” I ask, sitting on the end of the bed as he gets dressed.
“Fine. Why?”
