Page 39 of Feral
We sit close enough that Hale’s knee brushes against mine, and the feeling is… electric. Is this what people talk about when they meet someone exciting?
“You can tell me anything, Yannis.”
“I know.” I lick my desert dry lips and force my eyes up to him. The truth. I need to tell him what’s happening in my head. “Hale.”
“Yes?”
“I…like you.” Ugh. That’s so lame.
“I like you too.”
“No.” I shake my head. “I think…” Closing my eyes, I exhale slowly. “I’m into you.” When I open my eyes, the warmth and happiness on Hale’s face immediately calms my nerves.
“You are?”
“I’ve never felt like this about a guy. Or anyone, actually. I’ve been wondering how to…or what I…” I scoff. “I’m stumbling over my words.”
“Relax.” Hale reaches for my hand, holding it softly in his. “I’m into you too, but I didn’t want to pressure you or make you feel uncomfortable.”
His sweet confession gives me a little boost of courage. “I’m scared to fuck it up, I guess, but I can’t ignore how I feel around you.”
Hale turns his body toward me. His sexy gaze and plump lips turn my insides to jelly. “What would you like to happen next?”
Swallowing hard, I hold his gaze. “I’d like you to take the lead.”
“Then may I kiss you?”
I swear my whole body flutters. “Yes. Please.”
Hale scoots closer, sliding his hand behind my neck. I keep my eyes open until he’s too close to focus on, and when his lips touch mine, my cock jerks violently. Wow.
He doesn’t go straight for tongues and all, teasing me instead as he brushes his soft lips against mine, pressing tiny kisses to my mouth, chin, and cheeks. I can feel his stubble on my smoother skin, and as I inhale his amazing cologne, I practically melt into him.
His tongue drags along the seam of my closed lips, asking for entry without words. I let him in, sinking into the heat of his mouth and his sweet taste. The intensity of the kiss escalates as Hale closes the space between our bodies, climbing onto my lap. I wrap my arms around him, sliding my hands up and down his back then resting them on his hips. I want to touch him more, but I’m still unsure.
“Let your instincts guide you,” Hale whispers, nipping at my bottom lip. “Do whatever feels good.”
Tilting my head back, I press kisses to his neck and Adam’s apple until he claims my mouth again. This time I don’t stop myself from exploring his body, and I move my hands from his hips to his ass. I squeeze him through his slacks and he moans, bringing my awareness to his hard cock pushing against my belly. My cock throbs in response, and at least I know this attraction is real.
Reaching between us, Hale unbuttons my shirt without missing a beat. His hands dip inside, gliding over my chest and tweaking my sensitive nipples. I tug on his shirt to untuck it from his slacks, then slide my hands underneath it. His chest is covered in soft hair, and when I find his nipples, running my fingertips in circles around them, his pleasured moan sends another jolt of electricity through me.
“I want to make you come,” Hale says, breaking the kiss to hold my face. “Can I?”
“I want you to come too.”
A sexy smile plays on his lips as he pulls us down to lie on our sides. He attacks my mouth again, grinding our bodies together and reaching between us to unzip my jeans. Oh fuck. We’re about to be cocks out. I’m nervous, but so fucking excited too.
“Relax,” he murmurs, his lips against my neck. “Just feel.”
Nodding, I bolster my courage and get his pants open, finding hot, hard flesh straining against his tiny briefs. I want to look, but I settle for running my hand over it. Hale bumps against my palm, biting my bottom lip enough to leave a sting, but fuck, I like it.
He tugs both of our briefs down and then we’re touching, cock to cock, chest to chest. I’ve still got my hand clumsily between us, unable to remove it. I like how he feels—hot, sticky, hard.
“Gods, you smell good,” he says, kissing the column of my neck. He rubs his nose in the crook, inhaling deeply before biting my earlobe. “I want to eat you alive.”
At this point I might let him.
He thrusts against me, creating an intense friction that drives me nearly insane with need. I clutch his shoulders, giving up on stroking him because his cock grinding into mine feels way better. He’s slick, like he managed to pour lube between us when I wasn’t looking, and the sensation is beyond incredible.