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My cock jumped as I watched Kace reach down and gently squeeze his balls. His gaze was still locked on mine, more intently now, with an urgency.
“Gonna come,” he uttered a moment later. “Fair warning.”
I knew he was saying it so I could look away or walk away if I wanted to. Not a chance in hell. I felt like the room had become a pressure cooker, and I was going to explode ifsomethingdidn’t happen soon. All I could focus on was the sound of his breath, the occasional quiet, deep moans that he was making.
I reached down, resting a hand on his hip, squeezing him, just gently. His skin was ludicrously soft and so fucking warm. The moment I’d touched an inch of him, I wanted to touch all of him. To lean in and feel more.
He let out a sound like a low growl as he responded to my touch. He moved each of his legs inward, clenching his thighs around my legs, pinning me there in front of him. Like he was claiming me as his own.
And I let him.
“Tell me what you want,” he uttered.
“I want to watch.”
“Tell me.”
“Come for me,” I said, reaching down to squeeze my aching cock through the fabric of my jeans. “Fuck, Kace—”
His legs squeezed harder around my thighs as he tensed up, his gaze landing on my bulge. He saw exactly how turned on I was, and I knew he was going to lose it. A moment later a deep moan escaped him and he tensed again, shooting white all over his own stomach and up to his chest. One shot landed all the way up on his jaw. I was watching a guy come, andnopart of me wanted to turn away. Watching him lose control was hotter than hell.
All at once, he moved his legs away, releasing me and relaxing back onto the bed. I steadied myself as if I was suddenly on sea legs.
“Christ,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.
My whole body was thrumming, so pent up and turned on and craving so much more.
I was reeling. Frozen in place. The thing I’d wanted more than anything else was to watch him finish, and now that had happened. What now? What the hell was Idoing?I couldn’t stop looking at one streak of his cum that had shot up against the side of his abs, in disbelief that I had some part in him being that turned on.
“You want to come, don’t you?” he said, and the broken silence put me on alert. His voice was just a low murmur, but I hung on every word. I could feel his eyes on me, even though I wasn’t looking directly at him right now, because I’d probably disintegrate if I even tried.
Yes.
Yes, I want to come. Really badly.
“No,” I lied, my voice coming out a little hoarse over my suddenly dry throat. I moved my hand off of my still bulging cock, denying myself without even knowing why.
“Oh. Okay,” Kace said. I detected a hint of genuine surprise in his voice. He was respectful immediately, getting up and cleaning off, giving me zero pressure the moment I’d said the wordno. I got the impression that he was used to getting what he wanted, and certainly used to other guys being very turned on when they were with him. He definitely hadn’t expected me to say no.
But it was very clear that I wasn’t like most of the guys that hung out with Kace. I was in a world I knew nothing about, and I suddenly felt profoundly lost.
“That was fun,” I said to him a moment later. It was the only thing I could summon the strength to say. It was certainly the truth.
To him, this was just another, probablyverytame night in his life. For me, it was something that had shaken me to my core. Turned me on so much it hurt. Confused the everliving fuck out of me.
“Good,” he said, ruffling a hand through his hair. He had a spring in his step now, like suddenly he was refreshed, with a clean slate. “Now come give me a kiss, Daddy.”
I groaned out loud.
I didn’t know if I wanted to punch him or tackle him back onto the bed. I was aggravated that he had called me that, yet my cock throbbed again, painful against my jeans. And I didn’t know if it was possible to blush with every inch of your body, but I sure as fuck felt like I was doing that right now. Was he just fucking with me? Trying to get me to laugh, or really turn me on? I was going to short-circuit trying to figure it out.
I furrowed my brow. “What—”
“Kidding. I’m kidding. No off button, remember?” He gave me that half-smile again, and it was like a golden ray of sun. Christ, he was frustratingly attractive.
I wanted to hate him. Instead, I was realizing that I liked him more now than ever.
“We had fun. It’s no biggie, Nathan. Let’s get back to the party,” he called back at me, already heading to the door. “You coming?”
