“Can I . . .” I rumble, and his breaths quicken.
“Please,” he says on an exhale. “Touch me.”
I let my fingers trace the lines of his muscles, marveling at the softness of his skin. Jeremy lets out a shuddering breath and closes his eyes as I explore. I’ve never touched a man like this. Hell, I’ve never touchedanyonelike this—like I’m worshipping them.
My cock is hardening, tenting in my boxers obscenely, but I don’t care.
Jeremy’s dick seems to have a similar reaction the closer I get to his waistband. But before I can delve inside, Jeremy’shand is there, blocking my reach. He opens his eyes and looks . . . embarrassed?
Instead, I cup his cock through the silky material of his underwear, and he whimpers and pushes into my palm. I step closer, and one hand wraps around his length over the fabric, and my other hand slides up his spine until I reach the back of his head.
I ease his mouth to mine, and we kiss softly, our lips sliding together almost sweetly, his tongue nudging its way into my mouth. He smells like flowers and tastes like candy, and I can’t get enough.
Jeremy leans into me, his movements needy as he snakes his hands around my waist and grasps my ass. Our dicks bump together, zaps of pleasure lighting up my nerves with each touch.
“Mmmfff,” I moan, rocking into him.
He pulls back, panting. “Bedroom?”
I nod frantically, and he jumps into my arms, wrapping his legs around my waist as our mouths meet again. He’s so light and small, but also hard and strong. He’s certainly not as delicate as he looks. It’s a confusing combination, but I can’t deny that I love it.
I walk us into the bedroom, which is darkened now that the sun is setting. The only light is a sliver of gold shining from the parted curtains onto the sheets. I set him down gently and crawl up his body, layering us together while our tongues fight for dominance. He invades every inch of my mouth while he arches his small, hard frame into mine, our cocks grinding almost painfully.
I’m so fucking feral right now, and I don’t really know what to do—not just because Jeremy is a guy, but because I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on withanyperson I’ve been with. Even Norah, which says a lot.
My hands feel like they’re everywhere at once, squeezingJeremy’s biceps, slithering over his hips, gripping his firm ass cheeks. His responsiveness to my touch is sending my lust into overdrive as the sexiest sounds I’ve ever heard fall from his lips.
He reaches for my boxers, pushing his hand inside. His fingers slide down my cock, squeezing, and then tugging back up.
“Fuck. . .” I groan as he gives me another pump.
He sits up, his abs bunching and flexing with the movement, and pushes me onto my back. Then he tugs at my underwear, and I lift my ass to assist, desperate for him to get me naked.
I widen my legs as he resumes jacking me off, his pale hand with the teal nails contrasting beautifully with my tan skin. An embarrassing amount of precum leaks from the red mushroomed tip of my cock, dribbling down my length.
“Look at you, big guy, leaking all over my hand.”
“Ugh, Jer, I—” The words get stuck in my throat.
“You what? Tell me what you need, Marcus?”
“I-I want to come. I want you to make me come. Please.” The last word is a needy whine. I don’t even recognize my own voice.
“Mmm, I bet you do.” Jeremy stops and sits back.
I look up at him, a frustrated growl in my throat. “Why?—”
“I have an even better idea.” His eyes dart to my temple, where I feel a bead of sweat. His pupils are blown wide, black and turbulent like the ocean at night.
He reaches for his boxers, sliding them off his legs. The sun has set, and darkness blankets the room, so while my eyes have adjusted some, I can’t see anything out of the ordinary on his body, though I’m distracted by his deliciously thick cock slapping against his stomach.
Jeremy spits into his hand as he scoots toward me. Our cocks meet and he wraps his hand around us both, squeezing tightly.
“Jesusfuckingchrist.” I reach for his waist and he freezes.
“No.” He stares at me intently. “The rule isItouch. You keep your hands to yourself. Understand?”
This is important to him,I realize.
