I turned my head to catchhis lips, licking my way into his mouth to taste myself there. Fox laughed,sucking on my tongue as though he hadn’t sucked on enough of me yet, his cocknudging my belly and leaving a sticky trail of precome. He must have shoved hisjeans and underwear out of the way while he was blowing me.
My fingers curled around himbefore I’dconsciously decided to touch, the soft skin of his shaft hot and delicate undermy fingers. It was my turn to smirk as I traced his folded-back foreskin withthe tip of my thumb.
I’d seen this done in pornonce. Uncut guys were more sensitive here, and I planned on making the most ofthat knowledge.
Fox had almost killed megetting me off, he deserved to have the favor returned.
“Oh that’sperfect,darling,” Fox mumbled,kissing and nuzzling my throat as I stroked him. Thick precome spilled over myfingers, his cock already soaked in it.
Did he get off that much onsuckingmycock? Holy shit.
Fox was turned on. Turned onbyme, by sucking my cock and making me come.
“Don’t need much,” hegritted out, rocking his hips against me, the head of his cock catching in thehem of my t-shirt where it’d fallen down.
I tilted his chin to kisshim again, letting him lick his way intomymouth this time, sucking onhistongue, and swallowing down a moan as he started to come. The first thick spurthit my stomach, hot and sticky and everything I’d ever wanted from anotherman.
Fox was coming because ofme.Because of what I was doing to him.
I stroked him through it,wanting to wring him out as thoroughly as he had me. His hips bucked againstme, making a mess all over my belly, dripping down over my fingers as heslowed.
I was pinned to the wall bythe time Fox was done, trapped under his body.
Right now, that was exactlywhere I wanted to be.
“Oh, Quinn,” he panted, faceburied in the crook of my neck. “Oh, darling, you were perfect.”
I raised my hand, nudginghim so he’dlook at me, and then started licking his come off my fingers in long, slowstrokes. Fox watched with his eyes glazed and his mouth hanging open as Isucked my fingers into my mouth, humming like this was the best thingI’dever tasted, andit kind of was.
Mostly salty, a little metallic,and allFox.
The thought that Fox hadcome for me was still swirling around in my brain, impossible to let go of. Imade Fox come.
This was so much better thanthe time I’dcome in my pants kissing a boy I liked in someone else’s bedroom at a party Ihadn’t even been invited to.
We stumbled to the bed, Foxdragging me over and tugging me down onto the mattress. With my legs stilltrembling as if I’d just run a marathon, I was grateful for the support.
After a moment, Fox kickedhis boots off over the side of the bed and pulled me into his arms, stillsilent, but warm and comforting.
“Still gay, then?” he askedonce we’d both caught our breath. “Or have I put you right off the idea?”
“Slightly more gay than Iwas twenty minutes ago.”
I’d had my first real tastenow. My first adult glimpse at what all this could be like. Hookups. Relationships.The wholebeinggaything.
It seemed like so much moreto give up than it had at the beginning of the week. Would it always be likethis?
I barely knew Fox, but hemade me feel like he’d been right by my side for a lifetime. Or like I’d been waitingfor him.
That was why this was soeasy. Fox was what I’d beenwaitingfor. I was comfortable with him. He’d made me feelthat way from the first moment I’d seen him. Before, even, when he told me tostop apologizing.
He’d been looking out for mefrom the beginning.
How could Inotwanthim? A man like that didn’t come along every day.
Especially not one as hot asFox.
“Will you sleep here?” Iasked. I knew it was too much, but Iwantedit. I wantedeverything Fox would give me. I wanted to curl up in his arms and let himprotect me forever, from everything that might hurt me.
