Page 60 of Killing Me Softly

“I ditched my last lecture. As if I was going to sit through that after I heard about you.”

“You shouldn’t do that.” Kenny shook his head, brow furrowing. “Don’t sacrifice your final year for me.”

“Why not?”

Kenny stepped back, expression tightening as if he was retreating into himself. “You didn’t come this far to throw it all away. Certainly not for me.” He turned toward the stairs, shoulders hunched as he tried to step out of the moment. “You could get back for the last hour. I was in the middle of something anyway, and I should get back to it.”

Aaron stared after him. This was it. This was what Jack had warned him about. Kenny was spiralling. Retreating. Letting everything crush him because he didn’t know how to stop it. And Jack’s words rang loudly in his mind:Don’t let him drown in this.

So Aaron leapt forward, catching up to Kenny on the first step, and he grabbed Kenny’s shoulder, forcing him to turn back to him.

“Don’t.” Aaron gripped Kenny’s neck, pulling him into a kiss that wasn’t tender this time. Wasn’t a soft platitude to calm.It was fierce.Urgent. Filled with everything Aaron couldn’t put into words. And he moved his lips with Kenny’s, desperate to force him back from wherever he was.

Kenny froze for a moment before sliding his hands around Aaron’s waist, holding on as though he were the only solid thing in a crumbling world.

“Stay with me,” Aaron whispered.

Kenny closed his eyes. “Aaron…I—”

“Forget everything. Forget it all.” Aaron kissed him. Again and again. Pouring his heart and soul into it. Intohim. And he planted frantic kisses down his neck, nuzzling into his beard, then back up along his jaw, watching the emotions playing out over his face as Aaron once again captured Kenny’s lips with his own.

Kenny gripped him close, then dipped his forehead to Aaron’s. “God, baby. Don’t let me lose myself to this.”

Aaron dug his fingers into Kenny’s neck, hard and bruising. “Then stay lost in me instead.”

For a heartbeat, Kenny remained motionless, and the silence stretched, but Aaron could feel the shift in his body. The faint crack in the wall he’d built to protect himself. And slowly, Kenny opened his eyes, meeting Aaron’s gaze, and Aaron drew a breath at the hunger simmering beneath those dark eyes, intense and consuming.

Then Kenny tightened his grip on Aaron’s waist, dragging him closer, and crashed his mouth onto his, urgent and unrestrained. Aaron groaned into it, deepening the kiss as he pushed Kenny back against the wall with more force than finesse and fumbled for the hem of Kenny’s shirt. He yanked it free from his trousers, grabbing the fabric to tear it apart, buttons scattering over the stairs like rain drops.

It was more than a shirt. It was Kenny’s carefully curated world, his stoic professionalism, his academic laurels, strippedaway in an instant. Byhim. And Aaron ghosted his hands over Kenny’s now-bare chest, revelling in the warmth of his skin, the soft tufts of his hair, the thrum of his pulse beating just for him. Forthis. This was real.Thiswas Kenny. Not the professor. Not the man drowning in grief and expectation. Kenny unburdened and unguarded, if only for a moment, was the man Aaron was desperate to keep.

Breaking the kiss long enough to pull Aaron’s T-shirt over his head, Kenny cast it aside to nip Aaron’s neck, drawing a gasp from his throat. Aaron fumbled to unfastened Kenny’s belt, unzipping his trousers, and they pooled at Kenny’s feet. He kicked them off as Aaron sank to his knees, dragging down Kenny’s underwear to spring his glorious cock free, throbbing and pulsing. Aaron stroked him for a while, glancing up, then opened his mouth wide, ready for Kenny to use him to get out of his mind.

Kenny slid his hands into Aaron’s hair, gripping the strands. “Baby…”

“Fuck my mouth, lover. Blow your fucking mind.”

With a drawn-out moan, Kenny rocked his hips to thrust his leaking cock inside Aaron’s mouth. And Aaron took it. Tookallof him. To the point he choked. But he didn’t let up, gorging on him, giving him what he needed. Sucking him back to the now. Getting himhere. Back obsessed withhim.

“Fuck,Aaron…” Kenny’s low, guttural growl of pleasure vibrated through every cell in Aaron’s body as he fucked Aaron’s mouth with a relentless, driving rhythm. “Yeah. God, yeah.” He tightened his grip on Aaron’s hair. “Fuck, that’s it. God, that’s it. Keep going, baby. So good. Sofuckinggood.”

Aaron worked Kenny with slow, determined sucks, dragging out every shudder, every choked sound, every tremor rippling through Kenny’s body. He knew exactly how to unravel him, how to drive him to the brink and hold him there, teetering,trembling. And he fucking loved it. So he pulled off with a wet pop, dragging his tongue along Kenny’s length, teasing, savouring, collecting the slick bead of pre-cum at the tip, the explosion of salty tang on his tongue sending a bolt of raw, unfettered lust through him. His cock throbbed painfully in his jeans, aching, desperate, but this wasn’t abouthisneed. This was about Kenny. About owning him. Devouring him.

Taking him apart piece by piece.

Kenny gripped his hair, caught between the primal urge to shove his cock back down Aaron’s throat and the need to let Aaron control it all. Aaron smirked against Kenny’s skin. He loved that. Loved how he could drive Kenny to the edge of madness and hold him there, make him beg for the release he refused to grant too soon.

“You taste so fucking good,” Aaron said, voice thick with hunger, and he wrapped a fist around the base of Kenny’s cock, exposing the glistening head to his gluttonous mouth. “Fucking love how this fills me up.” He then gathered a mouthful of saliva and let it spill, coating Kenny’s dick in slick heat, soothing his strokes to a relentless pace.

He didn’t want to waste a second. Didn’t want to give Kenny a moment to think, to hesitate, or pull away. He wanted him like this—raw, unguarded, lost in Aaron.

He wanted himwrecked.

With a wicked gleam in his eyes, Aaron shifted lower, his mouth trailing hot kisses along the sensitive skin beneath Kenny’s shaft. Then, with agonising leisure, he took one of Kenny’s balls into his mouth, rolling it with his tongue, savouring the way Kenny’s body jerked beneath him.

“Fucking hell,” Kenny gasped, voice rough, guttural. He dropped his head back against the wall, breaths ragged, chest rising and falling as he watched.

Aaron suckled for a while, taking Kenny’s other ball into his mouth while gripping the base of Kenny’s cock with his hand, pumping him in slow, languid strokes. He wanted him mindless.Desperate. Wanted Kenny’s control shattered. His composure obliterated, until the only thing left was raw, frantic need. For him.

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