Page 233 of Phobia
The excitement is like a shot from an adrenaline needle.
How I ever thought he could put me tosleepis baffling, because I’m awake as fuck right now.
“Asa…” His fingertips dance over where my erection is jammed up in my pants, gliding them teasingly up my abs and my chest. “Are you nervous?”
I nod fast, leaning back while he eases forward. His hand moves up to my jaw, holding me in place as his mouth hovers over mine.
“Is it because you’ve never done this before?” He hums, tone drunk with lust and driving me crazy.
I nod again, and gulp, “Uh-huh.”
Our eyes lock. “You’re straight?”
Mine fall to his lips. “Iwas.”
Jules grins, brushing his fingers through my hair tenderly, almost like he’s petting me. “Did you come last night?” I shake my head. “Did you want to?”
I nod fast. “Y-yea…”So bad.
He breathes out a shivering exhale, as if he likes that answer. And Ireallylike that he likes it.
I wanna give him more stuff he might like.
He pushes me onto my back on the couch, climbing on top of me. “Spread your legs.”
The needy growl in his command has me obeying him instantly, parting my legs so he can settle in between. Then he lowers his hips to mine, grinding his cock into me.
I gasp, lashes fluttering from the contact. My dick is so fucking hard, harder than it’s ever been before, and now I can feel his, the shape of him dragging along my erection as he sensually writhes between my legs.
“Fffuck,” I whimper, gripping his waist in my hands without even realizing it.
“You like that?” He whispers, lips teasing mine.
I want him to kiss me so bad… I’m arching up to him for it.
“Yea…yes,” I whine from the friction of our dicks rubbing together through our pants.
“You want me to make youcome… don’t you, Asa?”
My head is all fogged up. I’m still afraid that an orgasm will knock me right out, but I’m too wound up to care. I’ll just have to fight it…
There’s no way I can hold this back anymore.
Ineedthis. My body needs it. It’s crying out for this sensation.
“Please,” I beg hoarsely.
I feel his smirk on my mouth before his tongue slips out and lashes my bottom lip.
I’m fuckinggone.
Grabbing his face, I pull his lips to mine, kissing him hard, rough, fast. It’s so unexpected that he moans into my mouth, and I return it with a jagged grunt, sucking that piercing like a fiend.
God, this feels divine. I can’t believe I’m kissing a guy…I can’t believe his tongue is in my mouth, playing with mine while we eat each other alive.
Nothing haseverfelt like this. I’m plummeting.
Jules’s hands slip up into my hair, fisting it while I hold his neck, and his chest, sucking ferociously on his lips, biting and tugging his piercing, flicking it over and over with my tongue because I just can’t get enough. It’s so unbearablysexy. My dick is leaking in my jeans, his hips rocking into me slow, but deep. We’re rutting together so hard we might just burst through our clothes.
