He blinks. Two times. Three.
“Okay,” he breathes, and I get a rush of adrenaline.
“Okay.” I lick my lips again. I give him a shaky nod towards my bedroom. “I’ll be right back.”
I glance at the bed on my way to the bathroom and stop by my nightstand. Pulling out lube and condoms, and I’m hit with another adrenaline rush.
I continue into the bathroom, turn the shower on, dropping my clothes on the floor, and step under the spray.
46
Kaden
I’msittingontheedge of Seth’s bed, hunched forward, bouncing my leg up and down.
I’m nervous. I’ve done anal before, but that was years ago, and only a handful of times. I hear the shower turning off, and I’m thinking about running out of here before I throw up on the floor of his bedroom. I run my fingers through my hair, chewing my lip.
What the fuck are we doing? He’s my best friend. What if this is something we can’t come back from? Maybe this is a line we definitely shouldn’t cross? I shouldn’t—
The bathroom door clicks, pulling me out of my thoughts as Seth walks out. His sweats hang low on his hips, his hair still damp and there’s a thin sheen of water on his chest.
And the nerves just fade into nothing. All I feel is want. Desire. It’s like a burning thing inside me.
I have to have him.
His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows, and then he slowly walks over to me, eyes locked with mine. I stand up, my pulse drumming as I reach my hand out, glancing down to where itmeets his skin, right above his hip bone. He’s warm from the shower, and the air around him fills with the scent of his body wash—something woodsy—and almond.
Goosebumps erupt on his skin as I run my hand from his hip to his waist, chest and up to his neck. And when I meet his eyes, they’re dark.
I swallow. “You sure you wanna do this?”
“Yeah,” he nods slowly, licking his lips. “Are you?”
I don’t answer before I move my hand to his jaw, tilting his head up, and press my lips to his. And I’m flooded with the scent of almond and something distinctively Seth.
He licks the seam of my lips, and slips his hands under my tee. Running his hands over my stomach and chest as we tangle our tongues together before he clutches the fabric and pulls it up. I break the kiss long enough to pull it off, and then we’re chest to chest. And I get all high on the feeling of how hard he is under all that soft skin.
His hands come down to my belt, unbuckling it as I run my fingers through his hair and nibble at his jaw. I kick off my pants, and then Seth walks me backwards until my legs hit the bed and I drop down.
I look at Seth as he hooks his fingers inside his sweats and shoves them down, and then he’s naked in front of me. I drag my eyes all over him, from his hard dick jutting out, to the blond hair on his thighs, his flat stomach, his heaving chest and then his eyes.
Man, his eyes. They’re so dark blue, I feel like I could drown in them. Like deep ocean.
He puts one knee on either side of me, straddling me. I barely wait until he’s seated before I put my mouth on him. Kissing my way down his pecs and licking his nipple. He gasps, and I feel his dick jerk against my abs. I lick again before I suck it into my mouth, and he whimpers and grinds against me. Hands in myhair, he tugs on it, making me look up at him, and he presses his lips to mine.
The kisses are hungry and sloppy, and our hands are everywhere, like we can’t get enough. Like there are not enough hands to cover all the skin we want to reach. Seth’s grinding against me and I snake a hand between us, wrapping a hand around him and stroke him slowly.
He moans into my mouth before he breaks the kiss, and moves his mouth right up to my ear.
“I want you inside me,” he exhales. My eyelids flutter shut and my hard dick jerks beneath him. I grab his cheeks in my hands, dragging a finger down his crease, and there’s a low growl that I realize is coming from me.
He reaches behind me and a cap snaps open. Pulling back, he looks at me, searching my eyes, so I take the lube from him and pour it on my fingers before I let them slide down his crease again.
“Tell me if it hurts,” I mumble against his lips, as I circle a finger around his hole.
“Just… Start slow.”
So I do. Licking my tongue into his mouth, I slowly run my finger round and round, before I gently press it against the opening and retreat again.
