“I’ll give you ten seconds to get out of here.”
I shook my head.
“I’m telling you, De Ruiter. You’re asking for it.”
“What are you gonna do to me, huh?”
“You know damn well what. Now get the fuck away from me before I…”
His voice sounded weak, and so did mine. Neither of us had any power left to stop. I remembered the feeling of helplessness from both kisses. I’d experienced the feeling not just of letting go, but having no choice but to give in.
Willpower meant nothing when tensions ran this high.
We fell into each other’s arms again, like we couldn’t he left alone in a room together without succumbing to our urges. He pushed me up against the lockers, as if to trap me. He mashed his face against mine. Our bodies pressed hard together, allowing me to feel his heaving chest and also his powerful hard-on against my leg again.
You wanted it inside you,my inner voice said.
I still did. That would only happen if Kayden didn’t break away from the kiss this time. He showed no signs of stopping anything.
He planted kisses along my cheek before burying his face in my neck. I gasped, thrusting my head back, wanting nothing more than to submit to him. Then I ran my hands up and down his back, feeling Kayden’s heat.
“I can feel your cock,” I panted.
“I can feel yours.”
“I want you inside me.”
Kayden didn’t promise to put anything in me, but speaking my desires out loud compelled him to wrap his hand around my meat and squeeze. I gasped again and then groaned like I’d been touched by someone other than myself for the first time ever. Then I groped Kayden’s cock, stroking and kneading it throughhis jeans. Oh my God, it felt even bigger in my hand than when pressed against my leg.
“Fuuuuuck.”
Kayden also sounded like no one had ever touched him down there before. I knew that couldn’t really be true. Having a guy do that for the first time must’ve driven him crazy in the best way possible. That was how I felt, at least.
I had to see his cock, had to stroke it bare, had to taste it. Worse, I needed my pants to come off. If they didn’t, I might go insane.
His arms tangled themselves in mine as his fingers searched for my shirt. He grabbed a handful, lifted it over my head, and tossed it onto the floor. Before I knew it, his lips had found my chest, kissing my pecs. He took my left nipple in his mouth, and I felt the wet warmth of his tongue envelop it. He swirled his tongue around it first before nibbling.
“Oh, fuck yeah.” Those words hung from my lips as my fingers swam through his hair.
Then I reached across his back, groping for his shirt tail, pulling it all the way up to his neck, but struggled to get it over his head. He yanked it off, tossing it away, exposing his perfect chest and six-pack abs to me. I gazed upon them like a banquet. Then I ran my tongue along the crease between his pecs, kissing his chest and stomach, moving lower and lower, until I reached his belt buckle.
Nothing would stop me from taking what I wanted—needed.
“You want that, don’t you,” he said. It wasn’t a question, but a statement of fact. “And you’re going to be a good boy?”
I smiled but didn’t nod.
“How do I know you’re gonna be good?”
I smiled wider to let him know I would totally make this worth his while.
“Then let’s see what you’ve got.”
He stepped back to let me do the honors. I unhooked his belt, letting the straps hang free, and then unfastened the button at the top of his pants. Taking the zipper between my fingers, I eased his fly open, and he pushed his jeans down for me. That left the pair of boxer briefs that could barely contain his meat anymore. I peeled them off, allowing his cock to spring free.
Kayden’s circumcised prick looked like an upturned hook. I took it in my hand, stroking it, kissing its length, and nibbling at the tip before taking it hungrily into my mouth.
“Oh fuck…” Kayden gasped. “Suck that cock. That’s it. Just like that.”
