“Are you ready?” he asked after far too long.
Oh God. Please put me inside you. I’m going to explode if you make me wait a second more.But all that came out was a single strained word. “Yes,” I whimpered. “Yes.”
On his next journey across his hole, he aimed me into him, taking the head of my cock. He let out a soft moan of pleasure as he eased himself onto me. I let him guide the way, leading me deeper and deeper into him. I didn’t dare move for fear of losing control and bursting inside him before I was fully in. It seemed to take forever. Every inch deeper felt like a mile. Every second was its own eternity. Until finally I buried in his hole.
He leaned forward again, resting his forehead on mine. “Just a second,” he whispered. “I don’t want to come too fast.”
You?I thought, bewildered.How am I getting him close?I hadn’t even touched his dick yet.Do I really feel that good to him?I didn’t have time to ponder the question because he was kissing me again.
Then I couldn’t help myself. My instincts took over, and I thrust into him. We both moaned into each other’s mouths, gasping the air from the other’s throat. My vision flashed white with ecstasy, and I could only focus on more. More pleasure. More Grey. More of his smell that filled my nose with citrus and cream. More, more, more.
Grey’s head rolled back, and he let out a deeper, full-bodied moan. The early morning light shone through the window, casting shadows down the perfect planes of his body, catching on the contours of his neck—the place that I already knew tasted the best when I kissed it. I ran my hands down his body, tracing the lines those shadows left. He was so perfect. I couldn’t believe my luck.
I kept fucking him. I wouldn’t have been able to stop myself even if I tried. It was over all too soon. Barely a few minutes passed, and Grey’s eyes flew open with alarm. He hadn’t beentouching himself, just enjoying the feeling of taking me, but his hand went to his cock now, as if he could stop what was happening.
“Fuuu—” He couldn’t even finish the word as the orgasm seized his body. His muscles tensed, flexing under my fingertips, and he came, hot and sticky, all over my stomach and chest.
He tightened around my cock, and that was enough to send me well past my barely contained control and over the edge. My vision turned white, and my hips rose, chasing the overwhelming feeling that made me buzz from teeth to toes. I groaned loudly, unable to form anything other than the most basic, primal noise. Everything was suddenly too much, and I exploded deep into him with more force than I’d ever came before.
We collapsed into a heap, his body spreading the stickiness of his come between us. Rivulets of the liquid ran down my ribs and dripped onto the bed beneath me. We panted together, worn out and wrung dry in more ways than one. I felt myself softening inside him, but neither of us moved. We didn’t want to. At that moment, I couldn’t imagine ever leaving his embrace.
Chapter 29
Boyfriend
“Ethan, I was wondering if you—” Josh paused, slack-jawed, the door to my room half open. Whatever he’d been about to ask was clearly driven from his mind as he saw the naked bodies intertwined within my room.
Thankfully, the throes of passion had been over for quite some time. We just hadn’t felt the need to get dressed yet.
“Getout!”I heard myself screeching as if from far away.
Somehow, my hand found a pillow and launched it across the room. It bounced ineffectually off the door.
“Oh my God.” Josh choked through a laugh as he backed out of the room. Then, through the door, he called, “It’s nice to see you, Grey!”
I groaned into Grey’s shoulder. “We should’ve gone to your place.”
Any embarrassment Grey must’ve felt was hidden well behind the grin tugging up the right corner of his mouth. “Might’ve run into a similar issue with Dae being back already.”
Cursing the very concept of roommates, I got to my feet and pulled on my clothes. A quick glance in the mirror told me that my hair was a tousled mess. My neck was flushed from exertion and embarrassment and the beginnings of whatlooked suspiciously like a hickey. I blinked at that. I’d never had a hickey before in my life. My neck wasn’t typically a place any of the girls that I’d been with had gone for, and I’d never particularly craved lips there. Until now.
My eyes darted across the room to where Grey was still shirtless, buckling his belt. I fought down the urge to rip his pants off him again and dive straight back into bed. There would be time for that later—I was convinced for possibly the first time that a “later” would assuredly happen—and I wasn’t super comfortable with the idea of fooling around with my boyfriend with my roommates aware of our presence.
Boyfriend.That was such a foreign concept to me. I had a boyfriend. And I’d entered the school year with the full intention of hitting on girls and remaining single and going to parties. I let out a snort of laughter. So much had changed in so short a time.
When Grey was decent, we went out to face the wolves—roommates.
I knew we should’ve stayed in bed the moment I saw Kellan’s smirk. He sat on the couch, barefoot and holding a book he hadn’t even bothered to open to pretend to read. And he looked particularly pleased with himself.
“I take it last night went well,” he said smugly. “It was because of the outfit I picked out for him, wasn’t it, Grey?”
Josh smacked Kellan’s arm. “What Kellan means to say is…” He trailed off. For the first time since I’d known him, Josh was at a loss for words.
“Smooth, guys.” My face burned despite the fact that they hadn’t managed to say anything too embarrassing. “Um, I’m just going to go now.”
“Idohave band practice in a few,” Grey said gently. “And as much as I’d love for you to be there…”
He’d told me about that at some point last night. Not that I’d managed to remember anything important after Grey had spentthe rest of the night and this morning scrambling my brains with sex. “Right,” I said. “Well, I’ll walk you out.”
