Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 80199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
“What do you mean?”
He narrowed his eyes. “Like it’s going to come to a head, and it’s not on my own timeline like you said it should be.”
I sighed. “How did you explain the letter?”
“I said it was a note from when we were kids. Spencer said I should tell them about the cancer and exactly how we knew each other, but I was too pissed,” he said through clenched teeth. “Like, why do they need some elaborate explanation? Why can’t two guys just be friends?”
“You’re right, of course. So what are you gonna do?”
“I don’t know. Ride it out…wait to get a phone call from my dad about my terrible performance in the game. But I did have a talk with Coach about how my dad seems to know way too much about my life.”
“What did he say?”
“He agreed I had a right to have my own college experience without my parents knowing my every move.”
“So glad you talked to him.” I put aside the bag and climbed into his lap.
“Yeah, me too.” His arms wound around my waist, pulling me in. “Thanks for coming. You always make everything feel better.”
Our mouths connected in a slow, soft kiss that made me melt.
Until our make-out session turned frantic, and we began rutting against each other.
“God, I need to come,” Henry murmured against my mouth. “But I don’t want this to end, being connected to you like this. And I really don’t want to come in my pants again.”
I chuckled. “Yeah, me neither. Do you want…to come inside me?”
He gasped. “Are you serious?” When I nodded, he said, “I’ve never…”
“Gotta start somewhere. I’ll help you along.” I stared into his eyes. “But no pressure. We don’t have to do anything you—”
“I want to. Damn, just thinking about it makes me want to lose it.”
“Whatever happens is fine. It’s just you and me. No judgment here.” I untangled our limbs and stood. “Get undressed. We’ll be under the covers.”
I was briefly nervous that we were doing this on campus, but it was late, nobody knew we were up here, and sharing this with Henry under the stars would be amazing no matter what.
Once we’d both shed our clothing, all those anxious thoughts fled my brain. Our cocks were stiff and flushed as we stared unabashedly at each other.
“Lie down,” I said, and when he was situated on top of a blanket with another pulled to his knees, I dug in my bag, where I kept a condom and a packet of lube, hoping for a someday with him.
When I straddled his hips, he huffed out, “I might just come from this view alone.”
I grinned down at him. “Hang in there while I stretch myself.”
His eyes flared when I doused my fingers with lube, then reached behind my nuts to push a finger inside. “Can I help?”
“Hell yes.” I knee-walked closer to him and positioned his hand near my hole. “Give me two fingers.”
His gaze was wary at first, but when I moaned at the feel of his fingers circling my rim, his confidence grew.
“Holy shit, I’m inside you,” Henry marveled when he pushed inside. As if going on pure instinct, he began seesawing his digits in and out.
“Ah, hell, you’re hitting my prostate.” My back bowed, and my knees shook. “Do that again.”
“I’ll try.” Increasing his tempo, he brushed it every time.
“I’m not sure how much more I can take,” I said, clenching my teeth. My cock was leaking precome all over my abdomen. “If you’ve changed your mind, I could probably get off just like this.”
“I haven’t changed my mind.” He reached up to cup my jaw. “I’m ready if you are.”
When Henry withdrew his fingers, I instantly missed that feeling of fullness, so I was more than eager to have him inside me. I opened the condom, we rolled it down his shaft together, then lubed it liberally.
“Now what? How do we…”
“For our first time, I’m gonna steer. Don’t worry if you come too fast.” I moved back a bit so his length nudged against the crack of my ass.
“Oh God. I can’t believe this is happening.” His cheeks and neck were flushed. “It feels like a dream.”
God, he was going to kill me.
I leaned forward to tap our lips together. “Ready?”
He gathered my face in his hands and kissed me harder. “Only if you are.”
I wiggled my ass in response, and he groaned, his fingers gripping my thighs.
“Fuck, Lark…I’m about to lose my goddamned mind.”
I reached back to line him up to my slick hole, then slowly lowered myself on his cock. His fingers tightened on my hips as his cock penetrated the ring of muscle, and I couldn’t help but whimper. That initial burn transformed into a jolt of pleasure straight to my groin.
“Jesus, it’s so tight, so… I’ve never felt anything like it,” he said as I began moving up and down and panting from the effort. The flush had moved down Henry’s chest as he watched me with parted lips and a blissful gaze. “I’m not going to last.”