over my ear. “Anything that involves you and me. Naked. Clothed. I want it all.”
“What I’m hearing is, I should pack a bag.”
“For?”
“Your bed is bigger than mine.” I push onto my toes to nip his ear. “And we’re going to need the room for what you’ll be doing to me.”
Foster grabs my ass and rocks his half-hard cock into my hip. “You have two minutes. If you’re not done by then, I’m throwing you over my shoulder.”
“Your threats need some work.”
“Zach …”
“What?” I ask innocently, bending down to pick up my bag. “It’s difficult to move when I’m this hard.”
He growls, and if I wasn’t already turned on, that would do it. “Thirty seconds. Then your ass is mine.”
25
Foster
Zach could not move any slower if he tried.
Seriously.
And when he bends over to unplug his phone charger?
“Okay, fuck this.” I grab Zach from behind, and he lets out an adorable squeak.
I spin him and push him back against the wall.
His head slams into it. “Ow.”
“Shit. Are you okay?” I run my hand over the back of his head.
He laughs. “I’m fine. My first sex injury.”
“Sex concussion. That’s badass.”
“Maybe you should make a mental note that I’m not as big as all those hockey players you throw around on the ice.”
“Noted. But the sentiment still stands. Fuck waiting until we get back to my room. I need you now.” I rock my hips, digging my erection into him.
He shudders against me. “But … bed …”
“Think outside the box, Mr. Genius. You got supplies?”
“Supplies …”
“Lube. Condoms.” I cock my brow.
“Oh. Umm, in my drawer.” He points to his desk. “Might have ordered some when I bought the jock strap that now belongs to a frat house.” He glances away and blushes.
I don’t know if the hesitation coming from him is his usual nerves or something else. “You okay with me fucking you again?” I double-check.
He nods. Hard.
I lean in close to his ear. “Get naked.”
He moves fast but is still fumbling with his clothes when I come back with what I need.
Zach’s shirt is on the ground, his pants are around his ankles, but he’s still in his underwear, and I don’t think I’ve seen a nicer sight in a long time. If ever.
And I’m sure it has nothing to do with the giant Captain America shield logo on his bright blue briefs that plays into the whole nerd fantasy thing.
“Turn around,” I croak.
Zach looks confused.
I put the lube on his bedside table and physically spin him, then lift his hands to place them on the wall.
The groan that leaves me at the sight of his tight ass framed by his small briefs is feral and animalistic.
I run my hands down his sides and hook my fingers into the waistband of his underwear, slowly pulling them down his legs. “I can’t believe you thought I was even close to being done with you.”
“I-it m-might have been an e-error on my part.”
“The biggest.”
He steps out of his pants and underwear. “It’s not my fault I don’t understand dating.”
I stand and plaster myself to his back, nuzzling his neck. “Okay, I’ll take some of the blame for that. I forgot you’re new to this. Here’s a tip for future reference. If a guy isn’t interested in you, he won’t send check-in texts to see how you are even if you ignore most of them.”
Zach trembles and lets out a breathy, “Good to know. See, I’m learning.”
“Most guys won’t let you mark them with a hickey unless they’re already yours either.”
Zach pushes his ass against my erection which is still trapped behind my jeans. “So you’re saying I broke protocol?”
“I loved that you marked me, but now it’s my turn.” I suck hard on the junction between his shoulder and his neck.
“Fuck,” he hisses.
When I think I’ve done a good enough job, I release him. “There. That should keep any doubts away for at least a week.”
“And then?”
“Then I might have to do it again.” My arms go around him, holding him against me.
He squirms, his tight body demanding more. “F-foster …”
His needy voice does things to me. It makes me harder for him, and it settles something in my chest. The way he says my name makes me feel needed. Wanted.
I force myself to step away from him, despite his protesting whimper, and shed my clothes.
He stands completely still, his hands against the wall, his head turned so he can watch me over his shoulder.
Once I’m naked, I reach for my cock and give