Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Seth rose up on his knees, and at first I thought he might straddle my lap, which I would’ve welcomed, but instead he nudged me backward onto the cushion and settled on top of me. When our bodies aligned, along with our mouths, he sighed into the kiss. And I’d admit it felt different, how his slim form naturally seemed to melt against mine. But I could barely concentrate because all the blood from my brain was rushing straight to my groin, where his hard dick was resting against mine, and though there was denim and zippers between us, it still felt like a jolt to my system.
“Fuck.” My hands grasped onto his waist. “This…you…feel so good.”
“Are you sure?” Seth looked down at me with concern in his gaze. “I know this is new for you and—”
“I’ll admit I’m nervous. But only because I don’t actually know what…or how…” I confessed, motioning between us, trying to express that this was virgin territory for me too. “But I like how this feels.”
“I’m nervous too, but I don’t want to stop.” Seth rocked a little, sending a jolt of electric heat through my balls. “Unless you want to.”
“Fuck no.” I groaned and bunched the fabric from his shirt in my fist. “Do that again.”
He thrust against me as he connected our lips, and I practically saw stars. I pushed my tongue inside his mouth and resisted rutting against him like an animal.
All the sensations pelting my body were somehow too much and not enough at the same time. Seth kissed me soft and slow, then wild and bruising, all while rocking his hips, and as our stiff cocks rubbed together, all I could do was shudder. I had never felt anything like it, and I didn’t want it to end, even if I wound up with blue balls all night.
When my fingertips brushed the patch of smooth skin where his T-shirt had ridden up, Seth trembled. “I…I don’t mind if you touch me. I’d like it, actually.”
Looking into his eyes, I feathered my hands up and down his spine, then slid my fingers beneath the hem of his shirt and watched him shiver. I had never touched another guy like this before, and it was pretty surreal. His skin was warm and smooth, and when my hands skimmed his waist, then brushed over the fine hairs that lined his stomach, he moaned.
Trailing my fingers upward, my knuckles drifted over his pecs, his hardened nipples, and across his collarbones as I watched him for any signs of distress.
Seth squirmed, his eyes wide and glassy. “That feels amazing.”
When he fitted our mouths together again, I got lost in his lips and tongue and noises. When he ground his hips against me, I met him thrust for thrust until the only sound in the room was our combination of panting and groans.
“Jesus, I’m gonna come,” Seth breathed out.
“I’m close too,” I said as my fingers gripped his ass—holy fuck, that was a wonder all its own—and drove upward.
The room whited out as I felt Seth stiffen and shudder, but I was lost in my own pleasure, and I swore to Christ, I hadn’t come that hard in forever. Just from having a guy grinding his dick while lying on top of me.
But not just any guy. This guy. Seth, who was sweet and shy and funny, and I was apparently wildly attracted to him. Go figure.
“Are you all right?” he asked as he buried his face in my neck.
“I’m fantastic,” I panted, trying to get my breathing under control.
“Was I okay?” he asked in an uncertain voice, and my heart knocked against my chest.
And though I felt sticky and sweaty, my limbs heavy as lead, I tightened my arms around him and found his ear. “You were perfect.”
He nuzzled into my neck, and that was how we remained until I drifted off to sleep.
19
Seth
I had come with someone other than myself. With a guy. With a guy I really, really wanted, and felt safe and comfortable with, and whom I wanted to try all the things I’d always wanted to try with, but I didn’t want to rush things and ruin it. Didn’t want to get in over my head and realize Colton had been right and I was a tease or broken.
Jake was asleep beneath me, his arms tight around me. I wanted to lie there and sleep with him, but my mind was buzzing. I had to bite back the giggle that rose deep in my chest, because even though I was comey and in jeans, which wasn’t comfortable, the best thing in the world had just happened to me.
I was ridiculous.
I nuzzled into his chest, took in his scent, felt his heart beat against my cheek, and smiled. Jake would probably run if he could hear my thoughts, but then, that didn’t fit Jake. Even if he didn’t feel the same or want to keep going, I knew he was the type of man who would talk to me about it and be kind about it. Those were the reasons I felt safe enough to be there with him in the first place.