After stealing another kiss, I pushed his buffalo plaid flannel up to expose his chest and shifted down his body to get up close and personal with the exposed skin. Mickey squirmed under me as I licked and played with his nipples.
His bulge was pronounced and eager for attention by the time I unbuttoned his jeans and lowered the zipper. I had to stop and inhale his musky scent while nuzzling him. The fact that I’d felt but hadn’t seen his dick on Halloween had created a tantalizing anticipation that had teased me for weeks.
After exploring the shape of him through his black cotton boxer briefs, I tugged on his underwear until he lifted his hips. I climbed off the bed to pull his jeans and underwear all the way off before straddling his legs. Mickey’s half-hard cut cock lay across his trimmed hair. It jumped slightly under my attention.
“Eager, huh?”
“Like you’re not.”
I bit down on my bottom lip while grinning as I teased my finger down his length. “Or maybe I want to take my slow, sweet time.” I stretched out each word.
As he sucked in a breath, a bead of precum formed on the tip of his cock. I leaned in to lick it up, humming at the earthy taste. I licked around his head and worked him in my mouth as Mickey wove his fingers through my hair and gripped. His touch was eager and firm but not demanding. I wanted to keep pushing until he lost control.
While working his dick and growing harder to the soundtrack of his quick breaths and moans, I cupped and played with his balls before moving my fingers behind his sac. When Mickey’s legs fell open, I continued exploring and teased my finger around his rim.
“Yes. Oh fuck. Amos.”
His eager response to my touch made me feel powerful and sexy. This wasn’t just a hookup to get off and releasethe pressure that had been building between us for weeks, but something more. Another way to discover our compatibility and learn more about each other.
I continued working his cock and teasing his hole as Mickey muttered praise between heavy breaths.
“Almost there.”
His responsiveness sent my own desire skyrocketing, and I shamelessly rolled my hips against his leg for some relief.
It wasn’t long before Mickey arched his back and gripped the bedding tight enough to turn his knuckles white as he shot into my mouth. I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he rode out his orgasm.
I’m so fucked.
TWENTY-ONE
MICKEY
I scrubbed my hand over my face and tried to collect my wits. Amos had probably sucked those out of me too.
Amos Flynn just gave me head. What is my life?
I knew in my gut this was even better than it would’ve been if we’d continued on Halloween night. That would’ve been hot as hell, but this was…more. I knew Amos now. Fuck, I cared about him. A lot.
“My turn.” I’d barely gotten the words out before Amos scrambled off the bed and shed his clothes.
“You’ve got me so turned on. It’s not going to take long.” He stood at the foot of my bed, pale skin on full display, curls mussed from my grip, idly stroking his dick. “Honestly, I’m tempted to come just like this—looking at you.”
“As hot as that sounds, I want my chance to taste you.”
Amos squeezed just below the crown of his cock and tilted his head toward the ceiling. “I might blow just from you looking at me.”
I sat up and scooted to the edge of my bed, then leaned forward to lick his precum as I trailed my fingertips up his thighs. Amos’s body jerked before he leaned forward and rubbed his palm around my head.
“It’s as soft as I thought,” he said to himself.
My heart thudded as I wrapped an arm around his hip and pulled him closer while teasing my tongue along his shaft.
“Just like that,” he purred as I worked him deeper into my mouth, getting him wet with my saliva.
I idly noticed one of our phones buzzing in our jeans, but I was too focused on bringing Amos pleasure to worry about it. They could wait.
Amos was vocal with his praise and responses, which made me wish I still had the refractory period from a decade ago.
