Shit,right.
I yanked the side table drawer open, nearly dropping it on the floor in my haste, and found what I needed. Exactly two condoms and a half-used bottle of lube, which I threw on thebed.
“What happens first?” I askedeagerly.
Julian bit his lip. “Well, first you take off all your clothes. That’s kind ofimportant.”
I huffed out a laugh and pulled my t-shirt off. “I swear I’ve had sex before. I have. It’s just…” I shrugged as I shed my jeans and climbed on the bed to lay on my side next tohim.
“Nerves?” Julian trailed a hand through the hair on my chest andfuckthat felt good. My stomachtrembledwithneed.
“Partly, yeah. Mostly I’m feeling like a sixteen-year-old who’s trying very hard to lose his virginity. Very excited and not at all sure what todo.”
“Sixteen? You really were a prodigy.” He let his hand drift down to the waistband of my briefs, already tented with my erection, and lightly snapped the elastic. “These need to gotoo.”
I snorted. “Yeah. I just… I need a minute.” Because all this needed was for me to come all over myself before he even touched me, and it was very possible that I was going to explode the second air hitme.
“Take your time,” Julian said lazily. “I’ll amuse myself.” He started stroking his own dick with long, slow pulls—up and down, then around the crown—and that wasnothelping.
“You’re going to kill me,” I groaned, burying my head in his arm. “This is the way I’lldie.”
Julian grinned. “Better than heatstroke,” he said, and I had no idea what the hell he was talking about because I was too busy watching his fingers as they wrapped around his shaft. This was familiar, too—I’d seen him do it before—but everything was differentnow.
My hand was moving before I thought better of it, knocking his out of the way and taking over his task. He was hot and perfect under my hand andfuckI wantedhim.
“Daniel? Can we make a quick change to the agenda?” Julian askedbreathlessly.
“Yeah. Sure. Anything youwant.”
“I think this time, our first time… I think it’d be better ifyoufuckmeinstead.”
I met his eyes in the dim light. “Really?”
He nodded. “I like it both ways, but fortoday…”
“Yeah. Okay.” I wasn’t sure if he really meant he’d prefer it this way, or that he thought I would. It was like Julian to be thinking ofmeand what would be easiest for me. But it didn’t matter. There’d be time later to try outeverything.
He grabbed the bottle of lube and squirted some on his fingers, then drew his legs up to hischest.
I quickly slid my underwear down and off, then gripped the base of my shafttight,because holy shit, the sight was incredible. His fingers slid into his opening—first one, then two, stretching himself for me—while he moaned and his eyes ran up and down my body like he couldn’t believe this was reallyhappening.
Neither couldI.
I wasn’t having any kind of sexuality freak out—I hadn’t lied to Julian when I said that I was fine with this. How could I not be? But it felt momentous, still, to be doing this for the first time. To be doing this withJulianfor the firsttime.
“Shit,” he breathed. “I really, really want my mouth onyou.”
“I want that too, but not now. Not unless you want this to end verydifferently.”
Julian smirked. “I can’t lie. I have never felt sexier in my entire life than I do rightnow.”
“Ican’t lie. You’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in mylife.”
His smirk softened into a bright smile. Then he picked up the condom packet and ripped it open with his teeth. He shifted onto his side, pushing me onto my back, and rolled it down my length before coating me with extra lube. And then he straddled mythighs.
My surprise must’ve shown on my face because he chuckled softly. “This wasn’t what you wanted?” His fingers trailed up and down mycock.
“If there is one thing I’ve learned with you, Julian Ross, it’s that just because I don’t expect something doesn’t mean I don’t want it. Or need it. Now hurry up and kissme.”
