He sat up suddenly, panting for air as he pushed his hair behind his ear. “Fuck, I want you bad.”
“Why? Because I’m reliable?”
Ky chuckled as he yanked his T-shirt over his head. He tossed the cushions off the sofa and wedged himself beside me, rolling onto his side with his head propped on his hand. “Probably ’cause you talk so much while I’m trying to make a move on you.”
“So I should keep quiet?”
“I would never ask the impossible. But I’ll tell you the truth if you need to hear it. This has been going on for a while. Every time I’m with you, I want you more. At first I just needed to hear your voice and be near you, but now”—his nostrils flared as he caressed my cheek—“I want to feel you. I want to be inside you.”
“Me too. Yes.” I nodded vigorously, splaying my hands over his lower back as he settled between my legs.
Ky twisted one of my curls around his finger and smiled before bending to press his lips to mine. The tender kiss quickly escalated. Our tongues dueled feverishly and our hands were everywhere. There were still too many layers between us. I unbuckled, unbuttoned, and unzipped, haphazardly shoving my khakis off as Ky licked a trail down my neck and pushed my shirt over my shoulders.
He sat back to help me when the fabric got stuck around my calves, then stood and held out his hand. “Come with me.”
I hesitated for a second, though I couldn’t say why. The tent in my very form-fitted power-red boxer briefs left nothing to the imagination. I was more turned-on than I’d ever been. I’d secretly lusted after Ky for months. Months. But when his exceptionally hot body wasn’t grinding against mine, I had just enough space to think. Don’t get me wrong…I had no intention of walking away, but as I followed him into his bedroom, my wonky filter burst.
“Have you ever done this before?” I asked, giving the small space a passing once-over. White walls, a couple of framed skateboard and rock and roll posters, the gray sheets and navy comforter on his unmade queen-sized bed. I was tempted to ask about the stack of books piled high on his nightstand, but my brain stopped functioning when he lowered his board shorts over his hips.
Holy fuck.
“I’ve done some things.” Ky kicked his shorts aside and crooked his finger to beckon me closer.
“Yeah, I know. You’ve done them to me.” I gulped, then licked my lips as I feasted my eyes on Ky in his incredible naked glory. “You’re so…beautiful.”
He smiled softly. “So are you. C’mere.”
I stared at his cock as I moved closer. He was big…long and thick, and his slit was slick with precum. My mouth watered. I didn’t know which part of him I wanted to touch or lick first. His inked chest, toned abs, or his gorgeous cock. Definitely his cock, I mused before gripping him at his base. He hissed at the sudden contact and let out a raspy sigh.
“Too much? I’ll try to be gentler,” I said, sliding my hand over the smooth skin before dipping lower to fondle his balls.
Ky pushed my briefs over my ass. “No need. I like it rough.”
“Fuck, so do I,” I moaned, biting his shoulder when he released my cock. I pulled back slightly to gauge his expression. “You didn’t answer my question. Have you done this before?”
“Let’s just say I’m a fast learner. How does that feel?” He rested his forehead on mine, then wrapped his fingers around my dick and stroked me while I did the same to him.
The languid slide of his fist was sheer perfection. I actually whimpered when he twisted his wrist as he lengthened his motion. Ky sealed his lips over mine, setting his hand on my hip for a moment before trailing his finger along my crack and pulling my cheeks apart. I broke the kiss to meet his gaze when he let go of my cock and put both of his hands on my ass, rocking his hips as he rubbed a finger over my entrance.
“That feels good,” I purred. “More.”
Ky kissed me hard, slapped my ass, and pointed to his bed. “Lie on your back.”
I shook my head and dropped to my knees instead. I had to taste him first. I fisted his girth, glancing up to make sure he was watching when I licked up one side of his length and down the other. Then I set my tongue over his slit before circling the wide mushroom head. I lifted his balls, sucking them one at a time. Ky threaded his fingers in my hair and rolled his hips forward in what I assumed was a wordless request to get on with the action. I licked him like a lollipop again before pulling back to look at him.