Facing West (Forever Wilde 1)

I groaned and turned my face into his neck. “Don’t tease me, jackass,” I mumbled quietly.

Nico leaned back around me to smile at Felix again. “Sorry, Felix. West isn’t feeling well. I think I need to take his temperature really quickly. Be right back, okay?”

Felix swayed a little more, and I motioned to my brother Cal to come stand with him.

Nico grabbed me and pulled me toward the bunkhouse. Oh goody, bedtime, I thought with a grin.

Only, before opening the door to the bunkhouse, he veered sideways and dragged me around the back of the building until stopping abruptly and throwing me against the outer wall.

“What—” I began before I realized what he was doing. His hands reached for my belt buckle, and I heard the light clink of metal as he pulled it open. Cold hands reached into my underwear, and I hissed. “Jesus, baby, you’re gonna shrink everything until there’s nothing good left in there.”

“I’ll warm it back up with my mouth,” he promised, lowering himself to his knees with a feral grin.

“Fuck,” I gasped as his cold hands were replaced by his hot mouth. My hands came up to comb into his hair, and I looked around to make sure none of my family members were nearby.

“Someone might hear us,” I choked out.

“Who the fuck cares? It’s not like everyone doesn’t know we’re together.”

I smiled down at him as he returned to his task. My fingers reached into his long locks and caressed his head.

Nico wasn’t holding back. He licked and sucked and pulled as if his life depended on it, and within moments, I was coming down his throat, my teeth biting the jacket sleeve over my arm to muffle my shout.

As soon as I caught my breath, I reached into my wallet for the condom and lube and pressed it into his hand. He looked up at me with wide eyes.

“Please, Nico?” I asked. I turned around and faced the wall of the building, putting my hands out in front of me on the rough boards after shucking my pants and boxer briefs down to my thighs. My ass was hanging out in the cold night air, but I didn’t care. I wanted my partner to use me for his pleasure. I wanted him to feel good.

“God, you’re so fucking hot like that. I want to take a photo for our family album,” he said with a laugh. His hands fumbled with the supplies until I heard the snap of latex and felt freezing cold digits brush my hole.

“Jesus fuck, that’s cold. Dammit, Nico,” I growled.

“You should have brought that useless baby wipes warmer piece of crap. The only thing it’s good for is keeping our lube warm,” he said as he pushed farther in.

I hissed and pushed back on him, wanting this part of it over as fast as possible. Once his fingers were warm inside me, they felt amazing. I loved it when Nico stretched me. He was so sweet and gentle, and he got the cutest little worry furrows over his eyes whenever he did it.

I reached a hand back for his wrist and pulled it around my front. “Enough of that shit. Get on with it.”

He brought his lips to the back of my neck and laughed. “Bossy, bossy,” he scolded. “I’m going to go in slow motion as long as you’re giving me attitude like that.”

The fat head of his cock brushed lightly against the sensitive skin of my hole, and I thought I was going to scream with impatience.

“Now you’re using my words against me.” I sighed. “Cruel bastard.”

“What comes around, goes around, Dr. Wilde,” he cooed. “Bend your knees, you big goof. You’re like ten feet tall. My damned dick doesn’t reach.”

I did as he asked. The tip pushed farther in, and we both groaned.

“Shhh.” Nico purred. “We don’t want any witnesses while I make you whimper like a baby, do we?”

I let out a sound that absolutely was not a whimper.

“That’s it,” Nico teased in my ear. Gooseflesh was up over every inch of my skin at the sound. “That’s it, West. God, you’re so tight. I love running my hands over this fine ass and knowing it’s mine.”

His hands squeezed my ass cheeks, and I clenched around him in response, making him groan again. The first time he’d asked to top me, I’d hesitated. I was unsure whether or not I’d be okay letting go of control. But fuck if it didn’t blow my damned mind. Feeling Nico’s cock inside me and ceding control of my body to him was one of the most exciting milestones of our sex life so far. He knew I loved it. And there had already been nights we’d argued over who got to bottom.

But we both loved to top too, so I knew we had plenty of fun ahead of us.