Page 57 of Addicted to You
I hesitated, then, before I could talk myself out of it, I leaned back against the pillows.
“Relax,” Silas coaxed. “It’s just us.”
Just us.
That shouldn’t have made my stomach flip the way it did.
Slowly, my hand slid down, fingers brushing against the waistband of my boxers. He watched me from his bed, and for the first time, I wondered if this wasn’t just about teasing. If maybe, just maybe, he was as caught up in this as I was.
As I unzipped my jeans and got them and my boxers down around my ankles, I let out a slow breath and kept telling myself that he was right; it wasn’t weird and it wasn’t sex, just twostraightmen who shared a room and who were together almost every waking hour who needed to get off.
I wouldn’t have to look at him. I could grab my phone that was on the verge of dying and pull up porn and watch that. I couldpretend he wasn’t there, and I wouldn’t have to look over and watch Silas come.
But I wanted to.
And as I gripped my dick, I glanced over to see him looking at me. We locked eyes, both of us slowly running our hands up and down our shafts, almost in sync with each other.
Nothing more was said as we worked our cocks, our gazes moving from our shafts to each other’s eyes and back down. I watched as his breathing became labored and the sound of pre-cum slicking our dicks beneath our hands filled the otherwise quiet room.
I was so hard and jerking myself felt so good. So fucking good. So good that it was on the tip of my tongue to invite him to sit next to me so we could jack each other off.
As I watched him get closer to coming, I wanted to know what he would feel like in my palm. How heavy his dick was, and I thought about how my one-time fantasy of him taking me into his mouth could be closer than ever.
When I’d pictured him masturbating to porn a few days ago, I thought that would be the extent of thinking about him pleasuring himself. But there we were, so fucking close I could almost touch him if we both scooted to the edges of our beds.
And I wanted to touch him.
Wanted to run my hand up and down his hard length while he did the same to me. Wanted to cup his balls and feel them in my hand as I massaged them. Wanted to spread his pre-cum all over his dick so I could pump him easier.
Before I realized it, I was jerking faster and so was he.
Our eyes locked again, and he groaned, “Fuck.”
I groaned too, my hand sliding up and down in time with his.
“You gonna come?” I asked, licking my lips.
“Yeah. You?”
“Yeah.”
Seconds later, both of us shot our cum all over ourselves. We laid there for a bit, our sticky jizz drying on our skin until finally hecleared his throat.
“I’m gonna jump in the shower.”
I nodded. “Okay. I still need to buy a new charger.”
He lifted a brow. “Why’d you come back so soon?”
I blew out a breath. “Forgot my wallet.”
23
Silas
After sound check,we went out to the parking lot where the buses were, like usual. Jasper and his assistant Garrett were preparing dinner while the rest of us chilled before the show. Or at least I was attempting to chill, but I couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened in the hotel room only a couple of hours prior.
Since we’d boarded the bus to head over to the theater, Cash and I had only spoken a handful of words to each other. Now he sat at the table with the group, scrolling through his phone as though the two of us getting off together wasn’t a big deal.
