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I took one of my hands and tentatively brushed it over his head. I felt him flinch when I touched him, but he didn’t ask me to stop.
I wasn’t sure how long we had sat there, but the movie had to be close to the end. Oliver started shifting again, but it was different this time. I grimaced as he nudged his head back against my lap, rubbing straight against my cock.
Just having him touch me was enough to make me semi-hard, but he kept rubbing. “Oliver,” I warned. “Sit still.”
“Why should I?”
I tried to breathe evenly. “Please.”
He rotated and blinked up at me, the picture of innocence. “I’m just making myself comfortable.”
“Oliver,” I clenched my jaw, desperately trying to think of anything other than the weight of his body against mine.
He cocked his brow, then shifted around until he was facing me, propped up on his arm. He ran a finger over my growing bulge, then looked me in the eye. “Perv.”
My mind raced, but I didn’t have a chance to panic. Oliver brought his attention back down to the bulge straining against my pants. If I hadn’t known better, I would have said there was a hunger in his eyes.
He massaged me through my clothes, ignoring my weak attempts at protest. “I can take care of this myself,” I hissed through my teeth.
In answer, he gripped my waistband and pulled. “Oliver,” I gasped.
He managed to pull my briefs down far enough for my cock to spring free. He just stared at it for a moment, as if deciding what to do. Evidently, he decided to give me a blow job.
“You don’t have to do that.”
He ran his tongue over the head of my cock, slowly, savoring it. “You said to tell you if I was curious. I was curious about how you taste. Now I’m curious about how it feels to have your dick in my mouth.”
He took me in, slowly, just the very tip. His movements were awkward, like he was figuring it out as he went along.
His mouth was an inferno, and it was cute how hard he was trying. I rested my hand against his head, rubbing my thumb back and forth over his hair. “It feels so good.” I added light pressure to the back of his head, pushing him forward. “How deep can you take me?”
Part of me wanted to praise and pamper him, but the other part wanted to torment him. I wanted to see him cry as he choked on my cock just as much as I wanted to make him moan from pleasure.
I threaded my fingers in his hair and pulled him back lightly. He looked up at me with lustful eyes, watery and filled with desire. I slid my hand across his back until I landed on his ass. “This is what I want,” I said. “Can I have it?”
He rolled his eyes but pushed himself up. In one quick motion he was on top of me, straddling me. He made a point of moving his hips until he was nearly flush with my chest, my cock pressed between our bodies. He was close enough that I could feel his hardness through his pants.
Oliver pressed his lips against my neck, kissing up to my jaw. “Only if you ask nicely.”
I smirked, cupping the round flesh in my hands. “Please let me fuck you.”
“Good enough,” he breathed and turned his attention to my lips. He pressed his tongue against me until I let him in, tasting myself as we intertwined.
I pulled back, just far enough to speak. I nodded my chin towards his wine glass. At dinner, he had maybe finished half of it, and he had barely touched it since then. “No liquid courage tonight?”
He wrapped his arms around my neck and brushed his lips against mine. “I don’t need it.”
I felt something snap inside me, and a low growl escaped my chest. I pulled on his hips, rocking them against my erection. His face was flushed, and I knew he was feeling the same pull as I was. “Oliver,” I whispered. “Get on your knees.”
Chapter Nine
For as long as I had known him, Oliver had been handsome. But he had never been more beautiful than he was leaning over the back of his couch, ready for me to take him.
I took my time with him, undressing him slowly. When he was completely bared to me I smoothed my hands over his skin, relishing the feel of him. He was warm, and he was soft, and in that moment he was mine.
“Ben.” His voice came out low, husky. “You’re taking too long.”
“Someone’s eager.”
