“I’ve been going over it in my head since my dad dragged you away, which honestly, isn’t the best thing. But, I don’t think I was alone in feeling things in that bathroom earlier.” He looked at me through his lashes, chewing on his lower lip.
The feeling that had been swirling around in the pit of my stomach melted away at his words. While Colton wasn’t navigating the same uncharted waters I was, we were both trying to make our way toward each other. Relief flooded over me at that realization.
“No, you weren’t.” I confirmed, a small smile on my lips.
Colton visibly relaxed at that, leaning his head forward a bit before looking back up with a grin that split my chest wide open.
“Thank fucking god.” He sighed heavily, pushing off the desk.
He was only half an inch closer than before, but the waves of lust that rolled off him felt like they bridged the physical distance between us. His eyes that were once cautious and searching were now molten with heat.
“Can I kiss you?” He asked.
I nodded dumbly. It wasn’t an unexpected request, but it set off a swarm of butterflies in my stomach, my throat clogging with the myriad of emotions coursing through me—desire, excitement, and gratitude. Gratitude that he was willing to take this step with me, and that he took charge of the situation.
Colton crept closer like how one would try to approach a skittish deer. It was like he was giving me time to change my mind, to back out and pretend this never happened, but my body thrummed with the excitement of finally kissing him. Each step sent waves of fire through my veins. His eyes never left mine, and the desire in them mirrored my own.
My breathing hitched when he was finally in my space. Tentatively, he slid one of his hands down my wrist until he laced our fingers together. That simple contact sent a tendrils of awareness throughout my body. I’d never been turned on just from holding someone’s hand before but the way Colton brushed his fingertips along my skin had been entirely too erotic. My head felt foggy with lust and we hadn’t even kissed yet. Once again, Colton looked at me through his lashes and my stomach tightened at how fucking gorgeous he was.
I don’t know if I leaned in first or if he did, but in the next instant, our lips met. They were soft and pressed against mine with direct intent. All thoughts stopped as each tender slotting of our lips sent bolts of electricity up my spine. Any remaining nerves I had went out the window.
I was fucking kissing Colton Shaffer. And I needed more.
Tentatively, my tongue slid along the seam of his lips. Colton let out a small groan that made my heart skip a beat. His free hand came up to grip my neck as he opened for me, deepening the kiss. My tongue dove in, gliding against his, as I swallowed down every grunt sigh that came from him. Each noise he made sent ripples of vibrations through me, ratcheting my need higher. I’d been half-hard from the moment hetouched me, but my dick felt like a steel pipe testing the limits of my zipper now. Our kisses quickly turned feverish, a mess of lips and tongues in rapid motion as we tried to satiate the burning lust between us. Colton’s hand slipped from mine to tangle itself into my hair, gripping tightly. I let out a small cry of surprise that Colton took advantage of, pressing himself in closer to me.
My body burned to have him flush against me, needing every inch of space between us gone. Wrapping my arms around his waist, I tugged him in close and let out a contented sigh at how right it felt to have him this close. When our hips met, the hard outline of his cock dragged over mine and made a shudder of desire course through me. Colton let out a rough hum of approval as he rolled his hips against mine.
After a few seconds, he broke away from the kiss before resting his forehead on mine. His hand in my hair traveled down to my jaw, cupping it gently. We stood there, heavy breaths mingling in our shared space for a beat before he deliberately ground his hard shaft into my own.
A low moan escaped me, my lips parting at the bursts of pleasure that ricocheted through me from that simple movement. Colton’s eyes danced over my face and I dug my fingers into his hips, silently urging him to repeat the motion.
Taking that as the sign it was, his lips crashed into mine with bruising intensity as he rocked against me with purpose. Stars exploded behind my eyelids, my own hips frantically bucking as I chased the intense sensations Colton was giving me.
Fuck, I couldn’t believe how good just rubbing our dicks against each other—even through clothing—could feel. My mind felt fuzzy and full of static like the only thing it could process was all the pleasure coursing through me.
I wanted to ride this high forever, but Colton stopped abruptly before pulling back to pant hot and heavy against my lips. Unable to stop it, a soft whine fell from me.
“Pull your cock out.” Colton commanded, his voice gravely and sounding totally unlike his normally smooth timbre. Something inside me lit up at the demand as little zaps of electricity ran along my skin. My hands shook with anticipation and need as I fumbled with the button of my shorts.
Colton’s eyes dropped to my crotch, and the open hunger in his expression as he watched me scrabble to get my fly and boxer briefs down made my stomach swoop. I couldn’t remember the last time I had been this turned on and I was embarrassingly keyed up.
Once I managed to get my shaft out, he wasted no time in wrapping a hand around my base and giving me a languid stroke. My breath caught in my throat at the appreciative sound he made as he continued to give me slow pumps.
Colton was fucking touching my dick. Somehow, the visual alone was pushing me dangerously close to the edge and I bit my lip in an attempt to stave off coming too quickly.
“Such a pretty cock.” He purred into my ear, trailing kisses along my jaw and neck as he began to jack me more earnestly. A whimper tore from my lips, entirely involuntary, but his voice was doing something to my insides I’d never experienced before.
“Look at all this pre-cum.” Colton continued, sliding a thumb across my slit and making more stars sweep across my vision. The amount that was leaking from my tip was unreal, and the shiny slick left behind looked almost obscene. It continued to spill until there was enough to dribble down my shaft and Colton made quick work of using it to ease the glide of his hand.
“Oh god, fuck,” I moaned, continuing to buck my hips into that mind-numbing friction.
“Yeah?” He nibbled at my earlobe, that deep rasp to his voice making my balls tingle. “That feel good?”
“So fucking good,” I breathed, squeezing my eyes shut against the release that was just under the surface. All thesensations coursing through me were making it hard to think, but I knew I wasn’t ready for this to be over. Not until I got to touch him, too.
Three weeks ago, the thought of touching another man’s dick would have been strange, but now? The very idea of getting to see Colton’s cock made my body hum in excitement. I may not have known what I was doing, but I knew I wanted to make him feel good.
“You too,” I managed between my panting.
