Chapter Nine
Rin
The nerves in mystomach are making it hard to breathe as I follow Maki into his apartment. I chance a quick glance around, taking as much in as I can before Maki is taking my hand and leading me deeper into his place, towards his bedroom.
Everything is so neat and tidy. I would expect nothing less from Maki. I smile to myself, seeing this part of him, seeing his private space.
My feelings only seem to intensify. I care about himsodeeply that it scares me. At the same time, I feel elated and excited. I’ve read romance novels and watched romcoms, I know what these feelings are even if putting a name on them is scary.
As soon as we get into the bedroom, I yank Maki’s hand, forcing him to turn and look at me. I lean up on my toes in order to kiss him. Maki’s hands grab my waist, digging his strong fingers into my hips.
I might have started the kiss but very quickly, Maki takes control of it. He pins me against the wall beside the door, his hips pushing against my own. A broken noise leaves my lips as my head swims, my cock growing hard within a few seconds. I’ve never had someone manhandle me like this. I’ve never kissed someone bigger than me before.
“Oh,” I gasp out as Maki’s mouth moves away from my lips, trailing hot, wet kisses against my jaw. “Fuck, Maki.”
He runs his teeth over my skin before nipping softly. My skin breaks out into goosebumps, a shuddering breath leaving my throat.
“You have to tell me what feels good. I want to make you feel good so desperately, Rin. I don’t know what I’m doing but I trust you to teach me.”
A groan leaves me without my permission, my hips pushing against Maki’s. I can feel that he’s just as hard as I am.
“I really, really want you to fuck me,” I tell him, my fingers running through the hair at the back of his head. “How do you feel about that?”
Maki pulls back, staring down at me with nearly black eyes. “Yes,” he says, his voice breaking. “Yes, I would very much like that.” Then he looks down at my shirt and grins. “Will you wear my jersey while I fuck you?”
I let my head drop back against the wall with an audible thump. “Oh my gods,yes. Fuck, Maki. That’s so hot I might come in my pants just thinking about it.”
He lets out a deep chuckle that makes even more warmth swirl within my belly. Maki takes a step back, pulling his shirt over his head, leaving it bare. Before I can get my hands on him the way I want, he turns around and starts digging into his gym bag. A moment later, he’s pulling out his actual, real jersey.
“Fuck,” I hiss out, my cock jerking where it’s trapped inside my pants. I quickly shuck off the fake jersey and shimmy out of my pants.
“It’s still really sweaty,” Maki starts to say, suddenly looking unsure. Before he can second guess himself, I grab the jersey from him and slip it on.
Fuck. Just like I thought, it’s a bit too big on me. I slide my boxers off, leaving myself completely naked except for the jersey. It’s so long it covers my ass and my cock, the shoulder slipping to the side, exposing my collarbone.
Maki looks at me like he wants to eat me and fuck, I really want him to devour me.
“You’re beautiful,” Maki breathes out before diving back into a kiss. His hands move down my back until they get to the bottom of his jersey. Then he lifts it up, getting his hands on my bare ass. I whine against his lips, more turned on than I’ve ever been.
“Bed,” I murmur against his lips. “Come on, Maki.”
Maki picks me up, forcing a startled sound from my lips. He places me on the bed. I’m expecting him to follow but instead, he stands at the edge of the bed, just looking at me for a moment. I can feel my cheeks heating but there’s something incredibly erotic about the way he’s watching me. I feel so fucking sexy.
I pull the collar of his jersey up to my face, breathing in the natural, sweaty scent along with Maki’s deodorant. Gods, it smells so good it makes my cock twitch.
Maki slides out of his jeans and boxers, his hard cock slapping against his stomach. It’s long and thick and hard, just like the rest of him. His body is fuckingjacked, his stomach forming an eight pack. Jesus, I didn’t even know real people could look like that but it makes sense, with him being a professional athlete and all.
“Jesus Christ, Maki. You’re so hot. How are yousofucking hot? I think I’m gonna die just looking at you.”
“Please don’t,” he says, crawling onto the bed. When his body falls against my own, I groan in pleasure. I wrap my legs around his waist, tugging him impossibly closer. I want him. I need him inside of me. Fuck, I don’t know how long I can wait before having him.
“I want you so bad,” I tell him, running my fingers down his back, feeling the muscles ripple as he gives an experimental thrust against me. Our cocks rub against each other through the silky material of his jersey and it feels so good, made only better knowing it’sMaki’s official jerseybetween us.
“I want you too.”
“Do you have lube?”
Maki nods before turning onto his side, reaching into his bedside drawer and pulling a small container out. He quickly squirts some onto his fingers and I spread my legs for him.
