Kaz arched a brow at him, amusement shining in his eyes. “If you’re still able to think, then I must be doing something wrong.”
Miles threw his head back with a groan, Kaz’s grip on his cock tightening with just the right amount of pressure.
“No,” he gasped out. “Not doing anything wrong, I just…”
Kaz’s hand disappeared, and a whine left his lips beforehe could clamp his mouth shut. He opened his eyes and found Kaz watching him with a line of concern between his brows.
“What’s wrong, Baby?”
He blinked at Kaz, trying to find the right words, but when Kaz pulled away, he blurted out, “I want you to fuck me.”
“Okay.”
Kaz looked confused, and he realized he didn’t know. Kaz didn’t know…
He cursed under his breath and put a hand on the bed behind him to sit up.
“I haven’t… before.”
A cocky smile spread on Kaz’s lips.
“Miles Holland, are you saying you want me to pop your cherry?”
Was it suddenly hot in this room, or was it just his face?
“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying.”
Kaz lowered his head, nose running along Miles’s jaw, breath hot against his skin as he said, “Thought you’d never ask.”
Kaz pressed their mouths together in a deep kiss, then bit into Miles’s bottom lip, drawing a groan out of him. Kaz licked across the spot, then moved his mouth further down.
He moaned Kaz’s name when he kissed his way down his chest, tongue teasing, teeth nipping, and leaving ripples of goosebumps in their wake.
Kaz sat back on his heels, smirking at Miles as he brought his fingers to his lips, sucking them into his mouth in a sensualshow of what he planned to do to Miles.
He was panting, heels digging into the bed as he watched, heat rushing through him. He was leaking all over himself, and though he thought he’d been prepared, the second Kaz put his attention on his ass, he knew he could never have fully prepared for Kaz. Or his fingers. Or his devilish tongue.
Kaz took his time, pressing kisses to Miles’s inner thigh while he pumped his fingers slowly in and out of him. Once the stretch turned into pleasure, and the need for more friction had him moving against Kaz’s fingers, Kaz sucked the head of Miles’s cock into his mouth and added a third finger.
“Oh god,” he groaned, catching his lip between his teeth as his eyes rolled into the back of his head, Kaz’s husky chuckle going straight to his already painfully hard cock.
He almost berated himself for not having done this before, though he knew it would be in vain. He couldn’t have done this before Kaz. Couldn’t have done it with anyone but Kaz.
It was just one of those things he’d never been able to do before. Trust issues and all that. But he trusted Kaz. He wanted it to be Kaz. He needed to feel that thick cock slide inside him and claim him. He needed Kaz to claim him like he needed air.
He reached for his cock, squeezing the base as he leaned forward. He caught Kaz’s dark gaze and forced out, “I want to come with you inside me.”
Kaz cursed vividly, his fingers disappearing instantly, and then Kaz disappeared, too. He moved off the bed to grab hisjeans off the floor, and when he returned, it was with a condom and lube in hand.
Breathing was rapidly getting harder, and he wasn’t delusional enough to pretend it was anything but nerves. He grabbed the sheets on either side of him, squeezing hard as he tried to get his heart and lungs to calm the fuck down. One look at Kaz and it was clear the man had caught on to his panic.
Kaz ran his hands up Miles’s thighs, watching Miles’s face closely.
“Do you trust me?”
“Yes.”
The word left his lips before he could even think because it was the truth. He trusted Kaz like he hadn’t trusted anyone since he was a kid. As much as Kaz riled him up, that understanding in Kaz’s eyes made him feel completely safe in the man’s hands.
