Part of me wants to fall to my knees and suck him down, but I’m not sure I’m ready for that. Especially here and now, but I’m not ruling out anything sexual.
We break apart our kiss, and I bury my face against his neck, swiping my tongue along his ear again as I rapidly stroke him off. His cock is slick, from the water and the stickiness leaking from his cockhead.
“I’m going to make you fucking come,” I whisper, so fucking into it, intohim.
His breath hitches, and he closes his eyes, resting his head against the tiles. “Please.”
“One day I’m going to suck this beauty down.”
“Jesus, your mouth…”
His fingers dig deep into my hips as he thrusts in my hand. While I nip and bite the salty skin on his throat, my other hand fondles his nuts, gently tugging on them. When he lets out a groan, I wince and rush to cover his mouth.
“Shhh… bad boy,” I tease.
He cracks an eye open and raises a brow. I stifle a laugh, stroking him harder and faster as I smother any protests with another kiss.
I can tell he’s getting close by the way his body relaxes, and his breathing picks up. His cock pulses in my hand, hot and hard. Soon, thick, steamy cum covers my hand, and I swallow all his groans.
I’m about to explode at the sight of him and the sounds he makes. We need to hurry, so I yank down my underwear and rapidly pump, aiming my cock at him. He’s still holding onto my hips, watching me get off through hooded lids.
“I can do that,” he says quietly.
“I got it.”
It doesn’t take me long to come. I spatter his thighs and cock. Jett’s gaze drops to his stomach, then he swipes some up with his thumb and brings it to his lips. I’m transfixed, staring at him as he sucks on it.
“Hot,” I say.
A small smile tugs at his lips, then he pulls his thumb from his mouth. Finding his footing finally, he grabs my neck and pulls me into another kiss, and I taste myself on his tongue. It’s new and strange, but I kiss him back, sucking on his tongue.
“Extra hot,” I say when we come up for air. Jett looks dazed, then a flicker of uncertainty is back in his eyes. I can’t fucking have that. “Let’s get cleaned up and grab some coffee and breakfast before we have to start work.”
He avoids my gaze, but nods. “Yeah, okay.”
“Yeah? Gotta admit, I wasn’t sure you’d agree.”
“I… uhm. I want to.”
I beam at him and strip out of my soaked underwear, tossing them to the ground. Jett scans my entire body as I dunk my head under the steaming water.
Since he’s not getting naked, I bend down and yank off the rest of his clothes. When I stand, I say, “Oh, and no more avoiding me. I meant what I said. I want more, Jett.”
His eyes are wide, scanning me for lies or a possible freakout, I guess. Understandably, he’s cautious about hooking up with the straight dude. Or now,notso straight, I guess.
After we’re clean, Jett leaves the shower first, then I follow a few minutes later. The locker room is getting crowded with the morning athletes coming in. Jett and I keep glancing at each other, but we say nothing. Once we’re dressed and ready, we leave together to have some breakfast. I think it’s time to get to know my childhood hero.
Chapter 10
Jett
Iwasneverarisk taker, planning and overthinking everything, but being around Wes makes it impossible. We just took a huge risk, getting off in a fucking shower stall. I’m waiting for my freakout, but nothing happens. I just feel sated and… I don’t know, happy-ish.
Wes reads the menu with huge eyes. “Fuck, I could eat everything.” He grins at me, licking his lips. Shit, it was so hot when he told me he’d want to go down on me sometime. Not just the image itself, but his honesty. I’ve never been around someone who just says exactly what they think. It’s fresh and kind of liberating.
Before I can analyze it, I say, “Why don’t we order a little bit of everything and just share?”
He stares at me, his hair still damp from the shower. “Yeah?”
