easily bothered by stuff.” I didn’t want to embarrass him, but I also wanted him to know I was on board with fooling around with him no matter what.
His neck tasted warm and sweet. I moved my mouth down to his chest so I could tease a nipple lightly with my teeth. Mikey’s legs came up to wrap around my back, and his dick arched up into my sternum. I leaned down and ran my tongue around the head, capturing the salty taste of him. Naked Mikey was a feast for the senses. I loved the way he felt and smelled and tasted. The sounds of pleasure he made hit me square in the groin, and watching his skin tighten into goose bumps ramped me up even more.
While I sucked on his dick, I reached for the bottle of lube on the nightstand and used it to quickly slick up my fingers.
As soon as I slid the first finger inside him, I knew we weren’t going to make it. He was so hot and tight, and the whimpers coming out of him were so fucking sexy, I had to reach down and clasp my own cock to keep from coming all over his leg.
“Christ,” I said, pulling off just enough to take a deep breath. “You’re so fucking sexy.”
“Flip around,” he said urgently. “Wanna suck you, too.”
Our height difference didn’t make it the smoothest, but we more than made up for the awkward position with straight-up enthusiasm. I’d never felt so free and open with a sexual partner before—that was a given considering I’d only had quick hookups in the past—and this was wild and thrilling.
I doubled down on my attempts to drive him out of his mind. My finger searched for his spot while my throat worked him over.
“Fuck!” As he came, he replaced his mouth on my dick with a tight, talented fist. The squeeze, coupled with the taste of him in my mouth, brought my climax screaming over me.
So much for our big sex plans. The orgasm wiped me out. I lay there panting like I’d just run for an eighty-yard pass and hauled ass to the end zone for a touchdown in double coverage.
“Sorry,” I said, even though I wasn’t.
He let out a breathless chuckle. “Pretty sure my brain is in a thousand pieces right now. No sorry needed.”
I moved around to face him on the bed and brushed my palm down his face. “We had plans for more.”
Mikey’s face relaxed into a tender smile as he turned to press a kiss in my palm. “I know where you live. I’ll take a rain check.”
My heart did a little spinny number at the idea I’d get more chances to have sex with Mikey V. The very thought of pressing my dick inside of him made me almost get hard again, but I didn’t quite have it in me. I was tired from the long day and ready to curl up around Mikey’s hot little body and lose myself to sleep.
“Thank you for today,” I said as I moved us under the covers of the large bed and arranged him the way I wanted him. His limbs were like jelly, and he stayed exactly where I put him.
Just as I was drifting into sleep, he murmured something against my chest.
“What was that, baby?” I asked in a soft voice.
“I’m really hungry.”
I laughed so loudly, I woke us both up again. We finally got out of bed and made our way into the kitchen for a midnight snack where we spent another hour talking about what a nice time we’d had with Gent and Winter. This “time out of time” in Aster Valley was so different from our lives in Houston.
It was bittersweet, because I could see Mikey thriving away from his family and among kind people who had nothing to do with football and who showed interest in who he was and what he enjoyed doing. Aster Valley was good for Mikey, but it wasn’t until the following day it finally sunk in. Mikey moving to Aster Valley wasn’t just an idle thought, but a distinct possibility.
14
Mikey
I knew it wasn’t going to last. This floaty feeling of hope, the naive expectation we could make things work between us. The stupid, desperate desire to have Tiller Raine as my actual boyfriend.
I was on my knees in the snow, getting ready to pull Tiller’s hard cock out of his jeans and warm it up with my mouth when his