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It’s so distracting and unexpected that I stand there like a fucking idiot with the door open and stare at him. He lifts an eyebrow, drags his teeth over his lower lip, and slowly gives me a once-over. My cock thickens under his scrutiny, and my stomach clenches in anticipation.
“You gonna close that or are we giving the whole floor a show?”
I slam it harder than I meant to and flick the lock. “Your roommate is gone, right?”
My eyes are glued to his chest, to the way his muscles move under his skin. He slides his free hand down his torso and pushes his sweats lower, giving me a hint of the dark hair at the base of his dick.
I swallow thickly and stalk over to the bed, climbing on top of him to straddle his hips. One of my hands slides behind his head to lift his lips to mine while the other shoves inside his pants to grip his cock.
He groans into my mouth, opening up for me to explore him, and rocks against me. Nick’s fingers open my jeans, and he grabs handfuls of my ass.
“You gonna give me this hole again?” He bites at my lip and pulls. I shudder at the contact, both wanting him to dominate me and wanting to do it myself.
“Fuck,” I whimper, already so close to the fucking edge that it’s stealing my breath. What is it about this guy that does it for me? Why does the stress and anxiety disappear with him? It’s going to be my downfall.
Can you be addicted to a person after fucking them one time?
Nick pulls on my pants. “Get these off.”
Grateful for the moment to gain control of myself, I climb off him and strip. Nick pushes his pants off, eyeing my dick and licking his lip.
“Do you prefer to bottom or are you verse?” Our eyes meet at his question, and I have to think about it for a second.
“Uh, bottom usually. It’s not very often that I want to top.”
A dangerous smile covers Nick’s face before he says, “Good. Come here.”
My stomach flutters with nervous excitement, and I climb back on the twin bed, this time lying next to him, face to face.
“I love the way you kiss,” Nick says with his lips against my throat. He licks my Adam’s apple and sucks on the skin. Who the hell knew that was erotic and didn’t tell me?
My dick aches between us, my balls heavy, and I’m damn near desperate for release. I’m panting, my eyes closed as goosebumps break out along my skin, and I shudder.
“Nick,” I whimper, my voice sounding to sweet even to me, and I don’t understand it.
“Yeah, baby?”
“I wanna come. Please.”
I feel his lips lift in a smile against me. Reaching for his head, I pull his mouth back to mine, needing the connection it gives me. I love the way he lets me control his lips while wreaking havoc on my other senses and overloading my body.
“How do you feel about edging?” He chuckles darkly against my lips, and it makes me want to sob.
“Please. It’s hard enough to get off as it is.” The fear of it being taken from me is so fucking real my dick actually deflates some. I hate trying to hide the fact that I didn’t come or making an excuse for it. It’s fucking embarrassing.
Nick draws back and looks at me with his eyebrows pulled together.
No! I don’t want to have this conversation right now! I want to get off and pretend that I’m a normal twenty-five-year-old dude.
“It’s hard to finish sometimes?”
Embarrassment clogs my throat.
“Sometimes. It’s not a big deal.” I shrug but the longer he stares at me, the more uncomfortable I get. Being naked while having this conversation also isn’t helping. It makes me feel so much more vulnerable. “Can we not right now?”
My words are harsher than I mean, but I don’t know how to do this. This is supposed to be an easy, quick hookup, and it’s already taking longer than it should.
“Sure,” Nick drags the word a little and leans in to kiss me, but that heat we had a minute ago isn’t there. I’m too in my head, my dick won’t cooperate, and I know I’m not going to get there now.