Page 13 of The Echoes of Us


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I chuckle, waiting for an answer.

“Sorry, that’s just… I already feel like I’m going to… you know. Come.”

“I’ll keep my words to myself then.” I lean in, licking along his jaw.

“That isn’t helping.”

I smile as I move to the other side of his neck, giving it the same attention.

“Sorry. Can’t help it.”

I run my thumb along the bit of skin just above his jeans, teasing him. He’s warm. Soft but firm. I don’t know how much more of this I’m going to get, so I should move it along a little—before he’s the one who ravages me.

Chapter Five

Aliko

My body feels like it’s on fire. I’ve never felt so hot in all my life. Not even after getting those sunburns. This is hot in an entirely different way, of course. A way that doesn’t sting but aches in the best way possible. Every nerve ending is blazing, my fingers trembling, and my heart… my heart is going double-time.

My dick is on the verge of exploding. Right here. Right in my pants from Leif kissing my neck. That’s never happened to me before, but it could happen now. Everything he’s doing feels too good, like he’s touching me in a way I’ve never felt before. As if somehow his hands and mouth are different— like they are magical.

I’m not this easy to get off normally—it takes me a while sometimes. Though I’m pretty sure it’s just him that makes mefeel like this. It’s Leif. The guy I’ve been looking at for weeks. The guy I’ve dreamed of touching—and he’s finally touchingme.His hands, his mouth, that tongue… it’s a miracle I haven’t come yet, especially with how close I am. What’s worse is he just keeps going, showing no signs of stopping or even slowing down.

Leifwantsto touch me.

Leif isenjoyingme.

He doesn’t want this to end, and neither do I.

I ignore the voice in my head that says it’s only because I’m in my human form. Now isn’t the time for stupid concerns.

“I’m so hard,” I breathe out, reaching for him again. I grasp onto his waist when I find it, digging my nails in.

“I feel you,” he says, dragging his lips to the hollow of my throat, where he sucks on my skin. A grunt leaves me, my dick throbbing again. This is fucking torture, but not in a painful way.

Any second now, I’m going to erupt.

How is he okay with this? How is he so in control right now? Does he feel like this, too? If so, how can he stand it?

It feels like forever before he drops to his knees. I look down at him but have to look away immediately. The image is burned into my brain, though, and isn’t doing me any favors. My hands ball into fists and I take deep, steadying breaths, telling myself over and over not to come. To wait a little longer. Just a little longer…

I don’t know why I want to wait so badly. I know I can come again. Maybe a third time, too. But I really like the way he’s looking at me. There’s this mischievous look in his eye because he knows what he’s doing. He knows he’s driving me crazy, and he’s enjoying it, which makes this even hotter. My body heats like a volcano, boiling beneath the surface.

Leif flicks open the button on my jeans. “This okay?” he asks, looking up at me from under thick lashes.

“Yes,” I say, my voice strained.

I’m shaking. My knees feel like jelly. If he makes me come like this, I’m not sure I won’t fall on my ass and make a fool of myself.

It’d be worth it though. Worth every bruise or broken bone or hole in the floor.

This isn’t how I envisioned things when I thought about Leif. I didn’t expect him to take the lead. Though, what the hell do I know? Not a damn thing. So it makes sense that he would take control. But when I thought about him, I was the one doing the touching. Kissing. Feeling. Doing everything he told me to, exactly as he wanted it.

I want to please him, to make him feel good. I’ll get my chance to do that. I have to. This can’t be all we get, right?

He slowly unzips my jeans. Slight pressure is added to my dick, and it takes every inch of my resolve to hold back the orgasm that’s right there on the brink. I’m certain pulling down my boxer briefs will be enough to send me over the edge. Just the slightest brush of the material… it’ll be too much.

“Try not to come until I have you in my mouth,” he says.