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Charlie let out the smallest whimpering moan and I relented, catching his mouth in a slow kiss.
“You,” I said, pausing to kiss him again before I continued. “Tell me you’ve been needing this as much as I have.”
I reached lower and ran my palm along his groin, feeling his cock jump under my touch. He was getting hard, too, and he rutted his hips forward as I palmed him.
“I mean, yes. But I’m used to being needy,” Charlie murmured.
I leaned my forehead against his, just breathing for a second, completely overwhelmed by how much I wanted. For fuck’s sake, I had never acted like this with anyone. I’d been going about my day feeling normal, calm, and in control, and then the moment I stepped foot into his office, a switch flipped inside me.
I swallowed. “I’m going to say something right now, and you can’t make fun of me.”
He hummed. “Now I’m definitely going to make fun of you,” he teased me. “Because you said that.”
“Like hell you are,” I teased him right back, bringing my other hand to squeeze hard against his hip.
“Just tell me, frat boy,” he murmured, the nickname sounding so much hotter than it had any right to. “You can tell me anything.”
I was going to fucking pass out. He could say anything in that slightly raspy voice and I would have drooled over it like a damn dog.
“So, um,” I said, “I… haven’t come in over 36 hours, and I know that might not sound like a lot, but I could fucking rip a hole in my pants right now, and I think I need to—”
“36 hours?” Charlie said, teasing me. “You poor, poor thing.”
I groaned. “I know it’s stupid.”
“It’s desperate,” he murmured, skating his fingertips across my chest. “You must be in agony.”
He ran his hands down the front of my shirt, making sure to drag his thumbs over my nipples. My whole body broke out in goosebumps.
“Yeah. Agony. You get it.”
“You need to come, don’t you?” he said in a particularly throaty voice that made my cock throb.
Memory of the other night came rushing back to me. “Nuh-uh,” I said. “Not this again. You are coming first, no matter how damn badly I need it.”
He cocked his head to one side. “How am I supposed to resist when you’re over there telling me how desperate you are? How you’ve gone 36 whole hours without it?”
“Hey, you promised you wouldn’t make fun of me—”
He laughed as his lips met mine again in a crushing kiss. We were acting like we were a couple that had been separated for months instead of just fake boyfriends that had been apart for a handful of days. Charlie swiveled a little in my arms, pushing his leg out to kick his office door closed.
With that loud click we knew we were finally fully alone. I pushed him backward into his desk chair. It rolled back a few inches as he sat down in it, knocking into a bookshelf and sending a couple of small paperbacks clattering to the floor.
I dropped onto my knees in front of him, hitting the hardwood with a slight pain that I couldn’t give a damn about right now. I pushed open his legs, getting between them and reaching up for his zipper.
“Hasn’t anyone ever taught you patience?”
“All I ever do in life is act patient,” I said, my fingers shaking a little as I pulled down his zipper, revealing the dark blue fabric of his boxer briefs. “I’m going to let myself be impatient right now.”
Charlie hummed. “I swear you are designed to drive me crazy,” he murmured. I pulled his pants down to the ground and tossed them away. I reached for the waistband of his underwear, hitching my fingertips beneath it.
“Well, you’re designed to turn me on.”
I tugged down his boxer briefs, revealing his cock. It lay there, thick and hard, slightly veined and impossibly soft looking against his skin.
For so long, this had been some sort of forbidden fruit. All my life, I’d been told that guys didn’t look at other guys’ dicks—and if they caught a glimpse, they sure as hell had better look away fast.
I didn’t have to do any of that right now. I had express permission to stare, to enjoy, to play. My mouth had already been watering for him but it was on another level now, with his dick just inches away from my face.
“Jax,” Charlie said softly a few moments later, looking down at me. “Earth to Jax. Are you okay? If this is too much, we can stop, but please, God, clue me into what’s going on in your head because I am terrified that you’re freaked out—”
“I’m so damn lucky,” I blurted out, barely even thinking about the words before I said them.
