I knew he was waiting for me to make the next move. But something inside of me kept me from moving or speaking. I couldn’t make myself let him go, but I couldn’t move forward to take his mouth the way I wanted either.
I sensed the shift in Brennan as he took in my silence and I knew I needed to let him go so that he would walk away and hopefully not look back. But instead of releasing him when he loosened his hold on my neck, I shook my head and muttered, “No,” and then maneuvered us enough so I could kick the bathroom door shut behind him, closing us off from prying eyes.
Brennan let out a surprised cry when I slammed my mouth down on his and pressed him up against the door, but he recovered quickly and the second I thrust my tongue into his mouth, his was there to greet it. I jammed my hips against his until our cocks connected and then I was grinding against him as I desperately drank down every little moan of pleasure that bubbled up from his throat. I was holding his neck with both my hands so I could control every facet of the kiss, but it wouldn’t have mattered because he met every brush of my mouth over his with equal fervor and when I drew back enough to let him catch his breath, he merely sucked in a quick draw of air before his mouth was back on mine. His hands were on the move too and I nearly came when he grabbed my ass and dragged me forward again so our dicks were once again perfectly aligned.
When I was finally forced to release his mouth so I could suck in some air, I put my hands against the door on either side of his head and pinned him with my gaze. His breathing was ragged as he watched me in silence, but the hunger in his gaze was undeniable. He watched me for several long seconds before he dropped his eyes and I did the same when I felt his fingers brush over my belt. I couldn’t move or think as he began working the belt loose and the jangling of the metal as he released the buckle had me pulling in a deep breath. His eyes lifted to meet mine again as he released the button and then slowly lowered the zipper.
I had countless chances to stop him. To remember that he wasn’t a quick and easy fuck…that everything about him went against the rules I’d set for myself to keep me from doing something stupid.
I said nothing.
And worse, I leaned in to brush a tender kiss over his mouth. It was all the permission he needed because the second I pulled back, his hand dipped into my pants and closed around my cock. I groaned at the sensation of his warm palm enfolding my sensitive flesh and I hung there on a precipice as I waited to see what he would do next. Just like with his kiss, there was no hesitation as he began sliding his hand up and down my shaft. His thumb circled the ridge below my crown and then flicked over the slit. My body had started preparing itself from the moment he’d first kissed me, so pre-cum was eagerly leaking out of me and Brennan moved his thumb to spread the lubrication around.
Electricity was firing along all my nerve endings as Brennan increased the pressure on my dick and I couldn’t stop from thrusting into his hand.
“I need to see you,” Brennan whispered and I opened my eyes to see him watching me with heavy-lidded eyes. I drew in a deep breath and reached down to push my pants past my hips, releasing my aching flesh which Brennan was still lovingly stroking. Instead of putting my hands back against the door, I lowered them until they were resting on his hips. I could see the proof of his own need through the fabric of his pants and when I ran one of my hands over it, Brennan moaned and pushed his hips forward. My own body grew even harder as I watched the lust burning like an open flame in his eyes and it took me just seconds to get his pants open and pushed down.
“Touch yourself,” I ordered as I put my hands back on the door and leaned heavily against it so I could look down and watch him working us both. He was using his right hand on me so he had no choice but to use what was clearly his less dominant hand on himself. But it didn’t stop him from matching the strokes he was using on me. I’d expected some kind of hesitation at being told to jerk himself off at the same time, but there was none whatsoever as he eagerly worked us both. The throaty moans that fell from his lips were intoxicating and I couldn’t help but lean down to kiss him long and deep. I kept up the sensual kisses as I murmured orders against his lips.