Page 20 of Those Eyes, That Mouth

His eyes went wide for half a second. Like he couldn't believe I'd actually said it.

Then he cupped my face in his hands, holding me there. I brought my hands up and circled his wrists, and just held on.

His eyes dropped to my mouth.

And he kissed me.

Like he'd been waiting for months to do it. Hungry. A little clumsy. He tasted like cranberry and tobacco and something warm that was just him.

Until that moment, I'd told myself I hadn't thought about it. But I had.

When we broke apart, the foundation was smeared around his mouth, the golden tone of his real skin showing through.

He laughed. Breathless. "Fuck."

"Fuck," I said.

He kissed me again.

Slower this time.

I grabbed his hips and pulled him closer. We were pressed together now, hard through our clothes, and the friction made us both groan into each other's mouths.

He broke away, breathing hard. "I've wanted to do that since the first day."

"The first day?"

"You walked in wearing that Siouxsie shirt.” He touched my bottom lip with his thumb. "I thought you were the coolest person I'd ever seen."

"The way you shook my hand, all formal and shit.” I smiled. "All I could think was 'Those eyes.'"

He grinned. "Shut up."

We kissed, and none of it mattered anymore. Tyler. Every guy I'd pretended to want because they fit some idea of who I was supposed to be. Poor Kelly. She was never a threat.

Nathan's fingers found the hem of my T-shirt, and we pulled apart so I could yank it over my head.

He stripped off the pirate blouse and the black pants, almost tripping with his boxers around his ankles.

I shoved my sweatpants down.

We stood there for a second, fully naked and hard, the orange glow from the streetlight outside falling across his furry chest. I was finally able to look at him without pretending I wasn’t.

His cock curved up toward his belly, thicker than I thought it would be. He didn't look like a nervous virgin at all. He looked like a man.

I pulled him against me. The feeling of our cocks sliding together, nothing between us...

I wanted to taste him.

I dropped to my knees and wrapped my hand around him. I circled the head with my tongue, teasing the tip. I tried to take him deeper but I could barely get my mouth around him.

His hands slid into my hair, fingers curling against my scalp but not pulling. Like he wanted to but was holding back. "Huck⁠—"

I looked up at him.

He was staring down at me, his mouth open, eyes wide like he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

He hauled me to my feet and dragged me toward his bunk.