Of course, my thoughts immediately drift back to Cody. We’ve had a lot of fun during our naked video calls and in the dirty texting conversations when one of us couldn’t call over the last month. Cody has remained vocal about wanting to bottom for me, and whenever I tell him to play with his rim, he finishes quickly. I don’t think he’s actually lasted long enough to explore his prostate, and I’m very eager to introduce him.
The sound of shuffling fills the room, pulling me out of my thoughts. I open my eyes to see Cody standing, smiling down at me.
“Really into that meditation?” he teases, raising a brow.
“You know me, very dedicated,” I agree with a serious expression that makes him laugh.
“Let’s go home,” he says, pulling me up.
I know he means his house, but the idea of our home being the same place makes me smile.
CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO
Cody
Tonight is the night. IneedBeck to fuck me.
I feel like he’s been edging me all day with his heated glances and casual touches. It’s super awkward to be hard at work, especially in front of your boss, and I’ve been struggling all day.
Having him here and seeing him in my favorite places has only made everything better. But if I don’t get to see Beck naked soon, I think I might cry.
The short drive back to my place feels like it lasts forever. I ignore a few speed limits, and the second I throw the car into park, I’m out the door, practically sprinting to unlock the house.
I can hear Beck laughing as he climbs the steps up to the porch behind me, and a whine slips out of my mouth when he wraps a hand around my throat from behind. He pulls me down slightly, pressing his hard body against my back as he brings his mouth to my ear.
“What’s the rush, baby?” he whispers, and it feels like all of my blood rushes south. I’m already panting, and I subconsciously grind back into him while I finally get the key in the right spot to open the door.
Words are tough right now, so I spin to face Beck and pull him inside by his shirt, kicking the door shut behind him.
“We seem to have a habit of barely making it inside before one of us pounces on the other,” he says in a flirty tone before I use my hold on him to push him back into the door, devouring his mouth with my own. I kiss him desperately with all of the longing and desire I haven’t been able to properly channel since I last saw him in person.
My hands roam over the muscles of his broad chest before I slide them under his shirt to trace his abs. He shrugs off his jacket, and I race to unbutton his shirt as he works on mine, neither of us breaking the kiss.
When our shirts hit the floor, I run my hands over the muscles of his arms and back, wanting to know every inch of him. My lips move to kiss up his jaw, behind his ear, and down his neck, committing his taste to my memory.
“I can’t wait to fuck you, baby,” he murmurs with a deep, commanding tone. I love when he gets bossy. That tone of his voice alone would make me hard, and his confirmation thattonight is finally the nighthas me harder than ever.
“Please do,” I manage to get out between kisses.
He grinds his bulge against mine, and I moan.
“Are you going to be a good boy for me?” he teases in that same tone. “Beg to have my cock inside of your tight, virgin hole?”
He grabs my ass with both hands, squeezing and grinding me against him again. I nod desperately.I’ve wanted him inside me for so long.
“Have you used any toys or anything here?” he asks, dipping his hand beneath my pants and underwear before sliding his fingers closer to my hole.
“No, only my finger and never very deep. I wanted it to be you the first time,” I admit, feeling my cheeks heat. He cups my face with the hand that isn’t down my pants and runs his thumb over the blush, staring at it.
“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he whispers reverently.
The change in his tone throws me for a moment, and I almost miss what he said. My cheeks grow even hotter at his compliment, and I don’t know how to react, so I move my lips back to his, sucking his bottom lip between my own before licking into his mouth.
He pulls back slightly and cups my face in his hands as he looks into my eyes, his gaze filled with emotion.
“There’s a lot that I need to say to you about how much I like you. How I wish we could spend every day together. Where I want our relationship to go,” he says, making my breath hitch. My chest feels like it could explode with how happy his admission makes me.
He looks almost desperate as he continues, “I don’t think I can hold back much longer, and I want your first time to be perfect, so can we promise to talk after sex and move this into your shower so that I can enjoy you properly?”
