But I’d always been an idiot and my idiot heart had found something it wanted.
“Always wanted to do this,” he said.
I wasn’t sure if he meant in general, with another man, or with me specifically, but I also didn’t really care because my entire brain was occupied with thinking about how much I liked him and how far out of my reach he was.
“I’m always available for hand-holding,” I said, not sure if that sounded as stupid as I thought it did.
Carter didn’t stop smiling at me, so maybe it wasn’t the worst possible thing I could’ve said.
“C’mon,” he tugged me toward the car. “Let’s head back.”
* * *
The first touchof Carter’s soft, cautious tongue against the head of my cock was enough to make my toes curl. A wave of want and need rushed south, the few drops of blood left in my brain eager to get to the party happening at groin level.
“Take your time,” I forced out, already anticipating the heat of his mouth, the soft wetness of lips and tongue. Carter glanced up at me through his lashes, both hands curled around my thighs, kneeling on a cushion on the floor between my legs, in front of the ridiculous sofa.
I was really,reallyhappy about the ridiculous sofa right now.
“I am,” he said, licking his pretty pink lips with his equally pretty pink tongue.
If said lips and tongue weren’t an inch from my dick, I could probably have thought up some better descriptors for them. Maybe even dipped my toes into metaphor.
Right now, I was focusing on trying to seem like I was remotely capable ofteachinghim to do this. Instead of coming my brains out just over the thought that he wanted to, which was becoming increasingly likely.
My fingers dug deep into his hair without my brain interfering. Still soft and touchable as ever. Carter was perfect.
Not like I’d thought he would be when I was a kid, but perfectnow. I liked everything about him.
“You can use your hands,” I suggested, trying to think clearly enough to give some useful advice. “Don’t try to get the whole thing in your mouth, that’s some advanced-level shit even without the piercing.”
I hissed as one fingertip skimmed the oversensitive skin of my cock and didn’t miss the little smirk turning up the corner of Carter’s lips.
He didn’t know what he was doing, but he knew what he was doing.
My teeth dug into my lip as he licked at me again, pressing the flat of his tongue under the head of my cock, toying with the piercing. That was what it was there for, and Carter caught on fast.
Damnhe looked good like this.
“I really like it when girls come in my mouth,” he said, looking up at me again. “I wanna make you do it.”
Was he trying to make me pass out? All my blood felt like it was in my cock right now, I could barely scrape together enough brain power to listen, let alone respond.
“It’s a little messier,” I said.
“I have jerked off before,” Carter said, raising an eyebrow.
Right, obviously. He knew what it was like when guys came. He knew what he was asking for and I wanted him to have it.
I wantedmeto have it.
The next touch was more confident, and I let myself relax into the plush couch, toying with his hair and spreading my legs a little wider, settling in for the specific kind of wonderful this was. Carter wasn’t about to wow me with his incredible technique, but he didn’t have to.
I was more excited that it was him than I could have been about anything he actuallydid.
“Feels incredible,” I murmured as he curled his fingers around the base of my cock, testing out the idea of taking just the head into his mouth, playing with my piercing again.
“Good,” Carter said, tilting his head to kiss his way along the length, still testing and tasting, making me squirm.
