Right as Raine (Aster Valley 1)

“I’d like that,” Mikey said. “And Tiller?”

I looked down at his sweet brown eyes framed by his adorable, nerdy glasses. “Hm?”

“I’ve been thinking about it a lot today. Actually, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it, and maybe that says something slutty about me, I don’t know—although, that’s not very sex-positive of me, so I take it back—but anyway.” He gasped in a breath. “Where was I?”

“Pretty much, I’m still back on the word slutty,” I admitted. He was clearly flustered. “Talk to me, Mike.”

We were still standing in the large entry hall, so I pulled him by the hand toward my bedroom. When we entered the large space, I sat him on the edge of the bed and squatted in front of him, holding his hands and meeting his eyes. “What’s going through your head?”

“I want to have sex,” he blurted.

I blinked at him. “Ah, maybe I’m an ass for making assumptions, but I sort of figured we’d get naked at some point tonight and…”

Mikey shook his head. “No, that’s not what I mean. Fucking. Anal. Like… sex.”

He seemed so flustered. I hated seeing him dance around his words with me. “You want me to fuck you, or were you thinking—”

His head snapped up. “Yes! That one. The first one. I want you to fuck me. And you don’t have to worry. It’s not that I don’t know if I’ll like it. I, um, I use a dildo and stuff at home. I just… I just haven’t been with someone I really wanted to do it with. But…”

He didn’t have to say it. Things between us were good. Really good. And I’d never felt more comfortable with someone in bed before the way I did with him.

“You sure?” I asked, smoothing my thumbs over the back of his hands. “Because you know I’ll be super fucking happy with anything we do. I don’t need—”

“Stop talking. I’m sure. You’re killing me.” Mikey rolled his eyes and threw himself back on the bed. “This is excruciating.”

I stood up and crawled onto the bed over him, peering down at his closed eyes. Dark eyelashes brushed the tender skin beneath his eyes. I pulled off his glasses and dropped a kiss right there. And then another on the other side. When I was done kissing his entire face, I carefully placed his glasses on the nightstand and began undressing him.

“Is this why you didn’t eat dinner?” I asked.

Mikey’s face flushed deep red, and it sent streaks down his throat. “Maybe. I was hoping you hadn’t noticed. Can we not talk about it, please?”

I ran a finger along the side of his neck and felt my heart kick up when he shivered beneath me. “Talking is important. I hope you know I’m not easily bothered by stuff.” I didn’t want to embarrass him, but I also wanted him to know I was on board with fooling around with him no matter what.

His neck tasted warm and sweet. I moved my mouth down to his chest so I could tease a nipple lightly with my teeth. Mikey’s legs came up to wrap around my back, and his dick arched up into my sternum. I leaned down and ran my tongue around the head, capturing the salty taste of him. Naked Mikey was a feast for the senses. I loved the way he felt and smelled and tasted. The sounds of pleasure he made hit me square in the groin, and watching his skin tighten into goose bumps ramped me up even more.

While I sucked on his dick, I reached for the bottle of lube on the nightstand and used it to quickly slick up my fingers.

As soon as I slid the first finger inside him, I knew we weren’t going to make it. He was so hot and tight, and the whimpers coming out of him were so fucking sexy, I had to reach down and clasp my own cock to keep from coming all over his leg.

“Christ,” I said, pulling off just enough to take a deep breath. “You’re so fucking sexy.”

“Flip around,” he said urgently. “Wanna suck you, too.”

Our height difference didn’t make it the smoothest, but we more than made up for the awkward position with straight-up enthusiasm. I’d never felt so free and open with a sexual partner before—that was a given considering I’d only had quick hookups in the past—and this was wild and thrilling.

I doubled down on my attempts to drive him out of his mind. My finger searched for his spot while my throat worked him over.

“Fuck!” As he came, he replaced his mouth on my dick with a tight, talented fist. The squeeze, coupled with the taste of him in my mouth, brought my climax screaming over me.

So much for our big sex plans. The orgasm wiped me out. I lay there panting like I’d just run for an eighty-yard pass and hauled ass to the end zone for a touchdown in double coverage.