Page 140 of The Waiting Game

It was worth a try anyway.

Jonah tightened his grip on Felix’s hips. “Uhh, we’re gonna need to work up to it. I’m not just sticking my dick inside you with no prep. That takes some experience. And plenty of guys don’t like that feeling even then.”

Felix shook his head, turning in Jonah’s arms to face him. He took Jonah’s face in his hands and looked him in the eye. “Dude. You’re assuming just because I’ve never hooked up with a guy before that I’ve never had anything up my ass.”

Jonah’s dark brows lifted. “You’ve had things up your ass?”

Felix shook his head, then dropped his hands to Jonah’s hips to pull him closer. “Sure. And at the risk of making it awkward by bringing up an ex when we’re naked together, Whit used to peg me sometimes.”

“Seriously?!”

Felix snickered. “Yes. And we didn’t go from zero to sixty there either. We played around with fingers while she blew me for a while but yeah. Prostate orgasms are great. I’m excited to see what it’ll feel like with a live human dick.” He reached down to gently squeeze Jonah’s cock. “And what it’ll feel like with you.”

Jonah’s expression went soft. “Felix.”

“What?”

“You’re—” Jonah kissed him and Felix made a startled sound.

But he quickly melted into the touch, sighing with pleasure when Jonah got a good grip on his ass and squeezed.

“Yeah,” Jonah whispered. “If you want, I’ll be happy to fuck you.”

Jonah’s heart raced as Felix turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, towing Jonah along. Felix dried off quickly and Jonah fumbled to do the same. Their skin was still damp as they left the steamy bathroom.

Jonah snuck a quick glance at the bedroom door to make sure it was locked, although Grandma would never barge in without knocking.

God, was this really happening? There was a part of Jonah that couldn’t believe he was about to fuck his best friend in his childhood bedroom.

Or maybe he was just in disbelief that he was going to fuck Felix at all.

“Let me grab the lube.” Felix let go of Jonah’s hand to rummage in Jonah’s bag.

Jonah stared, mouth dry at the sight of Felix bent in half, ass up.

“I should, um, get a towel,” Jonah muttered and fled for the bathroom again. He grabbed a dry bath towel then took a few deep breaths to steady himself before he returned to the bedroom.

Felix stood beside the bed, lube in hand. He seemed relaxed and comfortable, his gaze warm as he looked Jonah over. “God you’re hot.”

Jonah’s skin warmed. “Thanks.”

“One of these days I’m going to take about an hour and just lick you everywhere. Learn every square inch of you with my hands and mouth.”

“Uhh, okay,” Jonah said faintly because that sounded amazing. He was pretty sure no one else he’d ever been with had done anything like that.

Felix shot him a familiar crooked grin as if he could tell how flustered he’d made Jonah. “But for now, I want to get fucked. How do you want me?”

Jonah considered the options. A part of him desperately wanted to watch Felix’s expressions as he sank inside him for the first time but Jonah was pretty sure he’d never survive it. That would be too much for his poor little brain to handle.

“Umm,” he managed. “Hands and knees, if that works for you.”

“Sure, sounds good.”

Jonah spread out the towel and Felix sauntered over, brushing a hand across Jonah’s hip before he climbed onto the bed. He set the lube on the towel, then got into position. Jonah had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from losing all control at the sight of him.

“You look amazing too,” Jonah managed. Like all of my fantasies, though he didn’t say that second part aloud.

“Yeah?” Felix grinned over his shoulder. “Well, get over here and touch me then.”

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