As good as things had been between us, I’d never known making out could feel like this. Leave it to us to turn kissing into a full-body experience.
I got dizzy because I couldn’t get enough oxygen through my nose, so I broke the kiss. We remained frozen in place, panting against each other’s lips, and I tightened my grip to keep him close. Since I didn’t want to come all over his leg, I eased my hips away from him.
“Why did you stop?” he asked. “I liked how you were so turned on you couldn’t control yourself. I need your cock.”
A jolt of electricity powerful enough to light up Buffalo ripped through me. Operating on instinct and lust, I picked Nate up. He was too heavy to throw over my shoulder, but I carried him across the room, deposited him on the bed, and climbed on top.
We communicated in grunts and moans as I went back to his mouth, chasing the sweet, desperate heat between us. I whined when he sucked on my tongue again, wringing pleasure out of me. It wasn’t enough. I took control, thrusting deep, making him shudder beneath me.
We’d said the words. Admitted that whatever we used to think we wanted, fate had handed us what we truly needed. The man I loved was writhing under me, and for a second, I thought about sucking his cock—getting him out of his head the same way he had for me last night. But when I tried to ease away, he locked his legs around me, holding me right where he wanted.
“Why?” After another panted breath, he added, “Don’t.” He squeezed me with his powerful thighs.
“Don’t you want to…”
Fuck.Nate squeezed harder, and when lust glinted in his eyes, bringing the amber highlights to life, feral need possessed me. I was on top of him, and he had his legs wrapped around me.
“Please,” he whispered.
One word. In that moment, I knew we were thinking about the same thing.
“Chuck?”
Our eyes locked, burning into each other.
“Nate?” After a few ragged breaths, I got up my nerve. “Would you… Do you want me to…”
“I keep thinking about last night, how I felt when you rode in like a knight in shining armor. You didn’t just pull him off me, you took care of me the best way you knew how. I love you, Chuck. Please take care of me now?”
“You mean…”
“Please fuck me?”
My lips moved, showing him what had to be a goofy smile, and I nodded. “I want to. I’ve never done it before, though. With a guy, I mean.”
“I know. Neither have I.”
My heart pounded as I lowered myself and kissed him again. It was softer now, and as our mouths opened to each other, our tongues met. Their caresses were soft, a prelude to the heat sure to follow.
We’d often used lube in our play, and I knew there was a box of condoms in the drawer. I drew away from his lips and whispered, “Got to get supplies.”
He drew soft circles across my lips with his fingers. “I’ve only been with you since last summer, and I got tested in October.”
“Got tested after my big breakup. No problems.”
“Can we skip the condom then?” he asked. “Would you be comfortable with that?”
I brushed his lips with mine. “I’d love it. I want to feel all of you.”
“Only lube, then.”
I found it and gave him a nervous smile. “How should we do this?”
“I did anal with a couple of girls and…” He grimaced. “Shit, sorry.”
I shook my head. “We’ve both got pasts, Nate. Tell me how to do it.”
“They were both on their knees, but I want to be on my back. Need to see you.”