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All I can do is groan. It’s been a long day of edging, and I’m about to blow.
“Won’t last,” I say, and Holden leans down, his hair falling across his cheeks. I reach up and tuck some behind his ear as his lips hover over mine.
“Kiss me,” he whispers, and I do. I crush my lips to his, sliding my tongue along his and tasting him.
We both moan into each other’s mouths as he slowly rides me.
But it doesn’t matter how slow he’s going, I’m close to exploding. Just the feel of him on me is enough to do me in. His lips, his body, his ass.
Thatass.
I squeeze it as I lick my way around his mouth, knowing full well that he’s tasting himself on me, that only moments ago his cum was filling my mouth.
The thought of it coupled with a rough suck on my tongue has me unloading into the condom, my entire body shaking with the force of my orgasm. I groan and gasp, holding on to Holden as I ride it to completion, and then I turn into putty.
My arms flop onto the mattress, my eyes close. Fuck, I can’t breathe.
“Good?” Holden asks, and I peek an eye open.
“You know it was.”
He smiles and then moves off of me, my dick still semi-hard and trying to rally for round two.
Holden pulls the condom off of me and tosses it into the trash bin, and then I watch him war with indecision. He’s not sure if he should leave. He’s never done any of this before. I’m his first in so many ways it seems.
“Come here,” I say, holding out my arms again, telling him where I want him so he doesn’t need to make that decision.
I don’t know much, but I know this. I want Holden pressed against me tonight. I don’t want him running again.
He considers it a moment before flopping down on me, tucking his face into my neck, and throwing a leg over mine.
“Just this once,” he says, and I huff a laugh.
“Yeah, okay.”
“I’m serious,” Holden says, burrowing in closer. “Kissing and now cuddling. I can’t fucking handle it.”
“We’ll take it slow.”
He sighs. “Taking it slow won’t help, Chase. I don’t want you to get your expectations or your hopes up about me. I’m not right for you.”
I hold him to me tighter. “Seems you’re just right for me.”
“You’re too wholesome.”
“Nothing wrong with that.”
Holden sighs, and I feel his lips move against my skin as he speaks. “I wasn’t raised knowing how to love, Chase. Or how to be in any kind of relationship. You were. I can tell.”
I consider that for a moment before saying, “Doesn’t mean you can’t learn now. You just need a little bit of practice is all.”
He leans up and our eyes meet, his finger sneaking up and brushing against my bottom lip.
“Why did you leave South Dakota?”
The question is so off-topic that I freeze, not quite sure how to answer. It’s not a simple one.
“A lot of things. Saw my life stretched out before me—endless days of milking cows, feeding horses, helping out on the farm. Socializing with people who don’t think the same way I do, who have very narrow-minded ideas of the way things should be. Getting married to someone I didn’t love because I thought I had to….”
