Page 126 of Serpent In White
Dropping my towel at the shore of the lake, I step out of my sweatpants and wade into the water. It’s cool, but refreshing in the night air, still warm. Solstice has come and gone, and now we’re in summer. The most important time of the year.
Swimming out to him, deeper and deeper, I keep my lungs full of oxygen in order to help my cause. I’m not even sure where the bottom of the lake is right now, but it’s nowhere near my feet, that’s for sure.
As I approach him, he barely moves. His fingers flutter through the water, and I watch them; those hands. All the things they’ve done…
You need settling, do you, brother?
My feet kick in the water, gracefully while I keep myself afloat by his side.Yes. I need you.
His eyes creep open, head turning just enough to lock me in place with those marbled irises.You don’t need me. Youwantme. There’s a difference. A big one.
You see, that’s where you’re wrong, Serpent,I tell him, my fingers sweeping through the water slowly, toward his.I do need you. You just don’t want to be needed, not in the way I need.
He blinks at me slowly, in that way he does. Inquisitive. Seeking.
But rather than answering me, rather than fighting me, like he did last night, he simply turns his face back up to the stars.
And he remembers…
“Are you sure you’re ready?” Drake’s voice shakes, his hands gliding over my flesh. I’m hot everywhere… Burning up and so ready.
“I need this,” I tell him, pressing my face into the bed, writhing my ass up against his erection. So long and stiff, like a stone carving.
If he puts it all the way inside me, it’ll probably reach my stomach.
My toes curl at the thought.
“I don’t want to hurt you, baby,” he whispers in my ear from behind me, fingers pressing into my cheeks, bruising in his eagerness. I know how badly he wants it.
We’re teenagers, and we’re virgins. Well, sort of. But I know he wants to fuck me, and I’m sick of waiting. I’m sick of fearing this.
I can’t lethimkeep it forever.
“Erase the memory, Drake,” I plead. “You would never hurt me… I know you wouldn’t.”
His cock slides into the crack of my ass, and a shiver spreads up my spine. His tongue traces it, moving down, kissing me everywhere.
He’s put his lips there before… stuck his tongue inside me. It feels amazing. Even his tongue is long.
“I need lube,” he breathes, sounding as dizzy as I am.
“There’s some stuff in the drawer.” My face burns with the mild embarrassment of what’s happening. Thank God it’s dark and he can’t see.
I hear him shuffling around while I lie, naked on the bed with my ass exposed. It should feel uncomfortable, but I’m so hard and my balls are throbbing.
I don’t want to remember what I felt the last time this happened, because as terrible as it was, somehow my body responded. I didn’t want it to, and it fucked me up for a long time.
But Drake is the only person I trust. He loves me, and I love him. Whether we’re brothers, or best friends… whether we should be doing this or not, I still need it.
I need him. All of him.
He comes back to me, running slick fingers between my cheeks until I’m trembling.
“I’ll give you my fingers first,” he mumbles, draping himself over me, his warm chest to my back. I whimper when he swirls them around on my rim, one wet digit slipping inside.
“Fuck,” I purr as his other hand comes up to my chest, gripping my pectoral.
His lips are on my neck as his finger pushes deeper into my ass, pausing to let me adjust. “You like this?”
