Page 46 of Away Game

Letting go of me to rid himself of the sweatpants he’d changed into earlier, I instantly missed his touch, but not for long. I’d seen plenty of dicks in the locker room over the years, but none like West’s.

There were no words to describe him except huge.

His dark cock was long and thick, making me want to taste it.

“Fuck, the way you’re looking at me has me so turned on. Do you have lube in here?”

“In the nightstand on your side.” I lifted my chin in his direction and waited. As West pulled out my lube, I kicked off my shorts. My movements were a little slower due to the pain meds I’d taken earlier, but I didn’t care. I was feeling good from both the drugs and West touching me.

“Roll back on your side,” West demanded as he poured a small amount of lube in his hand. I did as he asked and started to use my good hand to stroke my cock. “Fuck, that’s hot. I’ve pictured this so many times, and now I can’t believe I’m finally touching you.”

West started stroking himself. His movements mirrored mine. If I went slowly, then so did he, and if I picked up my pace, West stroked harder. Pouring a little more of the lubricant into his palm, West moved closer. “Let me touch you again.”

The moment I removed my hand, West’s replaced mine with his own. After a few strokes, I was fully coated and jutting my hips to meet each movement of his fist.

Throwing his leg over mine, West took his shaft in his large hand and started to pump the both of us. The feel of his cock gliding next to mine had pre-cum starting to drip from my tip. God, I’d never felt anything as good in my life. His rough hand, firm and unrelenting grip, along with the twist of his palm when he got to our tips, had me shuddering and moaning out my pleasure.

His dark and my light met up and made the perfect union.

West groaned, causing my dick to twitch in his hold.

A sexy smirk crossed his face. “You like that.”

Fuck yeah, I did. To show him just how much, I fused my mouth to his and fucked his hand as he expertly drove me mad with want. My hand roamed the soft skin over steel on his chest and abs, greedy to feel every inch of him.

“I’m gonna,” I muttered against West’s mouth.

“That’s the point.” He chuckled, pumping and kissing me harder than before.

My head lolled to the side, but I couldn’t take my eyes off how West was touching me. Heat infiltrated my body from head to toe as I came in spurts all over both of us. With two more pulls, a deep moan rumbled from his chest before West’s body jerked, and he came all over his hand and on my stomach. I couldn’t take my eyes off his cum as it mixed with mine and slowly slid down onto the bed.

Holy hell, that was single-handedly the best experience of my life.

We laid there trying to catch our breath for long minutes before West got up and grabbed the towel draped over the back of my chair. As he walked back toward the bed, I took in his gorgeous body. We were close to the same height. West might have had an inch on me and twenty to thirty pounds, but our bodies were long and lean with muscle, yet that was where our similarities ended.

West cleaned himself up without shame and then came over to try and clean me up. Pulling the towel from his hands, I wiped our combined releases from my body. My mind was still light and carefree. I didn’t know if it was from the drugs or if it had everything to do with the man standing before me.

Sitting down on my side of the bed, he turned to me. “How much have you done before?”

“Done?” What the hell was he talking about? I was surprised West hadn’t crawled back up onto the bed and tried to cuddle with me. Not that I wanted to cuddle, but I thought he’d be the type.

“Yeah, done with another guy,” he explained.

“Are you in middle school?” I laughed. “You can ask what my sexual experiences have been.”

West’s face turned serious. “Okay, what kind of sexual experiences have you had with men?”

“Why are you asking me this? Do you normally ask this to every guy you hook up with?” No wonder he didn’t have a boyfriend or a fuckbuddy.

Tentatively, he placed a hand on my knee. “At first, you seemed a little unsure. That’s not the right word, maybe lost.” Tilting his head, his green eyes peered into mine. Fuck, had it been that obvious? I was lost, but more so in West than anything else. “Now answer my question,” he demanded softly.

I swallowed thickly, not wanting to answer his question. “Only what I’ve done with you.”

West didn’t react how I thought he would; instead, his entire face softened. Moving closer to me, he wrapped his arm around my waist with his thumb, rubbing slow circles along my skin.

“That’s the first time a guy has jerked you off?”

Moving away from his hold, I looked up out the window and out into the night. “Let’s not make a big deal out of it.”

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