He’s smirking at me, crowding my space, and almost leaning over me. Why do I like him in my space?
“Good boy.” His voice is husky, and it sends tingles deep into my gut, and I swear the color drains from my cheeks. He turns serious but doesn’t put any distance between us. “Listen, I know the pressure you’re under. If you want toexperiment,I would not be opposed. I’m not really out, but I’m comfortable with who I am, and if you need to explore this part of yourself, then we can do that. No one has to know if you aren’t comfortable talking about it. We’re both busy, so we can meet up when we can, and you can call the shots.”
“I don’t want to call the shots.” The words are out of my mouth with zero direction from my brain. Come on, brain. What the hell was that? I flick my gaze to anywhere else as I die of embarrassment.
The smirk returns to Nick’s face as he chuckles. “I can do that too.”
“I don’t want to take advantage of you.” Guilt eats at me. “If I decide in a month or a week or tomorrow that this isn’t it for me, I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’m a big boy, I’ll be okay.”
My face floods again, and Nick wraps his arms around me for a hug I didn’t know I needed. I bury my face in his shoulder and let him hold me, let him comfort me when my insides are a chaotic mess of what-ifs.
My “thank you” is muffled by his shirt and the muscles that hide underneath.
“Your sexuality doesn’t define you. You’re still you, no matter what gets your dick hard.”
Some of the tension in my body releases. I didn’t know I needed to hear that. Nick is safe. I don’t know how I know that since I met him twenty-four hours ago, but I just know. On a cellular level, I know.
We stand there for a few long minutes, just existing in the space where teammates and roommates aren’t a part of the world.
“You should stay here tonight.”
“I should check on Riggs,” I grumble, not really wanting to, but if he’s got alcohol poisoning, I need to make sure he gets to the ER.
“That doesn’t answer my question.” He chuckles, and it rumbles against my face.
“Was it a question?” My voice is quiet, unsure. I hate it. I’m confident in my abilities usually, but tonight, I feel so out of my depth.
“You can always say no.” Nick cups the back of my head and lifts my head so I’m looking at him. “First and foremost, I know you are giving up control to me, but you hold all the power. You say no or stop, and it stops. No hesitation.”
At the word power, my eyes drop back to his lips, and my tongue drags across my bottom lip. Fuck, I want to kiss him again.
“Keep looking at me like that, and I’ll make sure you leave this room with a hard-on.” There’s an edge in his voice I’ve not heard before. I pull my gaze to his and see the lust burning in the dark depths of warm brown eyes. Unease and excitement war within me. A part of me likes it. Likes that I’m turning him on, but that preteen kid that still lives in my head fears being found out.
Heat warms my neck and my ears the longer he looks at me. Being the sole focus of his attention is uncomfortable, but I don’t want him to look away either.
Nick puts a hand on the door next to my head and leans in like he’s going to kiss me, but stops just a breath away, letting me close the distance. Our breathing mixes in the frozen moment as he waits for me to decide. I search his eyes for just a second before I press my lips to his.
He groans and leans his body against mine, pinning me to the door. I love feeling his weight on me, taking what he needs from me. I want him to use me.
Reaching for my pants, I quickly unbuckle them and then reach for his. He grunts into the kiss when I wrap my hand around him and pull his thick cock out, along with my own.
I break the kiss and look down to line us up, tip to tip, and use our foreskins to create a sheath.
“Oh fuck,” Nick groans. “I’ve never done docking before.”
I wrap my hand around us and jerk us off together. A breath catches in Nick’s throat, and I lean my head forward to suck on his neck. I want to leave marks, but I don’t know if anyone saw us come in here, and I don’t want him to have to lie about them if someone asks. So I’m careful not to suck too hard. I nip at his skin but don’t sink my teeth into him.
Nick grabs my hair in a tight fist and brings my lips back to his. He pants into my mouth as I pick up speed, our hips working in tandem to get to the precipice of ultimate, mind-numbing pleasure. I want it. I need it.
“You gonna fill us up with cum?” he growls against my skin, setting off shivers.
“Yes,” I whine in that little voice he seems to bring out in me.
“Good boy, do it. I want your cum all over my dick so I can use it as lube.”
Tingles break out over my skin, deep in my pelvis and in my spine.
