At Colton’s sharp nod, I was on my feet, walking to the front counter to ask for a box.
Once back at our table, we packed everything up in recordtime. Colton’s quick steps as we headed to the truck made me burst out laughing.
“Eager to get back, are we?” I teased, shooting him a smug grin.
“Of course!” He quipped. “Why aren’t you just as excited?”
Another wave of laughter rolled over me as I settled myself and our food into the cab of his vehicle. Fuck, it was intoxicating how eager he was to be with me. It made me want to mess with him… just a little.
The drive back to the house was full of me teasing Colton by running my fingers through his hair, rubbing a hand up and down his thigh, and leaning over to whisper about all the things I’d like to do when we got back. By the time he pulled into the driveway, an obvious bulge sat against his thigh.
I tugged my lips between my teeth, trying to suppress my grin as he slammed the truck into park.
“You know…” I drawled, as we got out and made our way up to the front door. “I did say I wouldn’t ever kiss you again if you ate a lot of pickles, and you did eat like, half the bag.” I attempted to sound apologetic, but the devilish undertone was clear even to my own ears.
The small, short pop to my ass as I passed Colton entering the house was unexpected. It didn’t hurt but it startled me enough that I let out a small yelp.
“Brat.” Colton muttered, his voice dropping down into that commanding octave. His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me back to him. One hand came down to palm possessively at the opposite cheek.
My stomach flipped, a tingling settling low in my belly. Ass play hadn’t been something we’d done yet, but I couldn’t say I wasn’t interested in trying it. I’d done my own research on nights that Colton had been at the cafe late, trying to learn what I could about the steps for two men to have sex.
Blowjobs, handjobs, and frotting were all fine and dandy, but… My brain flashed back to the mental image I’d had when figuring out my sexuality. The one of Colton pounding into me from behind.
My cock twitched at the reminder and I flipped around to press our hips together, Colton humming lowly at the sensation.
When our mouths slotted together, his tongue dove in possessively. A part of me still wanted to poke at him, but the head rush of Colton’s tongue sliding against mine shut down all thoughts.
He pulled us into the living room, a groan coming from me as we tumbled onto the couch with our bodies mostly on the cushions and our legs half off the arm and in the air. Colton’s hand squeezed my ass cheeks again, and all my nerves lit up from the sensation.
We maneuvered into a more comfortable position all while still kissing, before I sat up slightly to push Colton’s shirt up over his head. The silver glint in his nipples was so fucking enticing. I’d yet to play with them and it was high time we changed that. Slotting my mouth over the raised bud, I sucked gently, rolling the end of the piercings over my tongue. The resounding moan from Colton had my hips pressing down into his for friction.
Pulling away, I gently tugged on the opposite one and watched as Colton’s face twisted in pleasure. His chest heaved under my ministrations but he didn’t let me play long before he tugged me back up into a filthy kiss. One hand made its way to the back of my neck while the other squeezed one of my ass cheeks hard.
“Want it.” I managed between kisses.
“What do you want?” He nipped along my jaw, encouraging me to rock my erection against his.
“Your fingers.” I panted, tilting my head to the side for better access and trying to get my thoughts together in a cohesive manner. “But, not tonight.”
Colton stopped his biting at my neck, his eyes scanning over my face like he was checking to make sure I was serious.
“I want to try it. I’ve been doing my own research into things and I’m interested, for sure, but with all the food we ate tonight and it being greasy stuff, I figured that wouldn’t be a good mix.” I babbled, suddenly self-conscious.
The smile that spread over Colton’s features was soft and a little mischievous. It made my stomach swoop as he leaned back in to press several soft kisses to my lips.
“We can do those things whenever you’re ready.” He whispered, “But tonight, we can just keep doing what we’ve been doing.”
My body relaxed into him. I had almost instinctually known Colton would be okay with waiting but I still felt reassured hearing the words. I wanted to take that step with him and explore that side of my sexuality, but I also wanted to feel confident when I did it.
As Colton got both our cocks out, encouraging me to rock into him relentlessly with his hands on my hips, the realization that I trusted him completely washed over me. When we got to that point, I had no doubt that Colton would take care of me.
And if he wanted me to top him, I wouldn’t have any reservations in doing so, but there was a part of me that burned to have him inside me. Even just the thought of his fingers buried in me sent ripples of pleasure up my spine. My thrusts against Colton got jerky, my orgasm so close I knew I would tip over any second now.
“That’s it, baby. Come for me.” Colton commanded, that husky growl in his voice sending me right off the cliff to my climax.
A hoarse cry tore from my throat as cum shot from me and splashed onto his stomach. The moan of approval he let out was feral and every muscle in his body tensed right beforehe came with a deep growl. His cum pooled into his abs, joining with mine.
Still floating back to Earth, I lazily ran my fingers through the mess, mixing our combined releases with a satisfied sigh. Something about the act was incredibly hot, making me remember how heady the taste of him had been when he came down my throat.
