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Our eyes lock on one another, the kitchen around us fading into nothingness as all I see is him, and in the next breath, our lips are colliding once more.
This time, I can’t stop my hands from drifting to his ass, pulling him closer to the edge of the countertop so I can feel him pressed against me. It’s strange that he’s slightly tilted down to meet my mouth, like he’s the one in charge, but any move I make, he accepts and encourages, leaving the balance still floating between us.
We want, we take, we devour.
The feel of his hard cock is pressed against my stomach, making my own throb with need as his fingers rake through my cropped hair, pulling me closer, holding me nearer, and bringing me to the edge of my breaking point.
I have no idea what this is growing between us, I’ve never felt anything like it, but Idoknow that I don’t want it to stop. Ever.
My chest feels free, my soul feels full, and my mind feels consumed by him.
Pulling my lips from his, I trail them down his neck, a move that he encourages, tilting his head back to give me better access. He shivers when I run my tongue over his racing pulse, and I groan.
“If we don’t stop now I’m going to take you upstairs and devour you,” I state, a complete turn around from suggesting we stop moments ago, but fuck it, I’m lost to him now.
Nate’s eyes lock on mine, his chest heaving with every breath, before he nods, sliding his legs together as he jumps off the counter top.
My head slumps forward, disappointed, yet understanding why he would take my word and put a pin in it. My cock throbs for attention from him, and my chest tightens with an antsy feeling.
Fuck.
“What are you waiting for, Killer?” I whip my head around lightning fast to find Nate at the door, mischief and desire swirling in his blue eyes as he smirks at me. His nickname for me only seems to send a jolt of ecstasy to my cock. I stand frozen in shock for a moment, watching as he grabs the back of his t-shirt and pulls it over his head. “Now we’re even,” he murmurs, discarding the material, but my eyes are locked on his toned frame.
A grin spreads over my face as I prowl toward him. If he wants this too, I’m all in, no backing out now. I might be chasing him down now like I’m the predator and he’s the prey, but we both know this is more on his terms than it is mine.
He takes off in a flash, racing for the stairs, and I follow after him, happy to let him win as I watch his ass. To my surprise, he rushes into my room instead of his when he reaches the top of the stairs, and when I follow him inside, he’s right there, claiming my mouth before I can fully close the door.
As soon as I hear it click shut behind me, I grab his waist, spinning us around so his back hits the wood. The grunt that falls from his lips only encourages me more. Now we’re both bare from the waist up, our skin touching as we explore each other.
“How can you make me this obsessive?” Nate asks. I think it’s more of a question to himself, but I have no idea either. I’m right there with him with this level of chemistry that is sparking between us.
“You tell me, Cupcake,” I murmur back against his lips, and he grins.
“Killer and Cupcake, what a fucking pair,” Nate chuckles back, but I don’t respond because his mouth consumes mine once more.
I can feel the length of his cock nudging against mine, the material between us blocking what I truly want, and I can’t stand it anymore. Blindly searching for the waistband of his jeans, I unbutton them with ease, slipping my hand inside only to realize he’s completely commando, and a groan of pleasure falls from my mouth.
“Holy fuck,” I grunt, wrapping my hand around his thick cock, tugging and testing his length in my fist as he moans against my mouth.
“Please, Killer, please,” he chants, his eyes closed as I pull my lips from his and drop my shorts.
Completely naked, I edge closer, pulling his jeans down a little more in order to line our dicks up together, wrapping my hands around them both as I work them up and down.
Ecstasy zaps down my spine, my jaw slack as I look down at where the both of us are touching. I could come from this alone and be a happy man. It’s never felt like this, like more than just a simple touch, a sexual desire, a need to be filled. This is entirely new to me.
Pre-cum beads at the tip of my dick, and I swipe my thumb over it, dragging it over our cocks as I tighten my grip, and Nate gasps with pleasure.
“I need more, Benji. I need more, please,” he begs, his eyes finding mine as I don’t relent on our cocks. I can read between the lines, see what he’s asking for without using the words, and I’m right there with him. His eyes search mine, desperation getting the better of him as he cups my chin. “I’m verse, fuck me into next week, I’m begging you,” he finally says, confirming exactly what he wants, and my cock pulses against his.
“Me too,” I mutter, slowing my hand movement but maintaining the pressure as his head falls back against the door behind him, a curse falling from his mouth breathlessly.
“Oh fuck, you’re going to make me explode with just that fact alone,” he grinds out, likely imagining what it would be like next time when it’smebegginghimto fuck me.
Next time.
I just thoughtnext time.
Why the hell do I mean it too?
