CHAPTER TWENTY
I took a deep breath in front of the bathroom mirror, wiping away a steamy swath of fog with one hand while furiously drying my hair with a towel in the other. Exhaling, I dropped the towel, planted both hands firmly on the edge of the sink and shook my head to push the still-damp hair from my eyes.
My cock twitched at the thought of Derrek on the other side of the locked bathroom door, waiting, and a heat rose in my cheeks that threatened to obscure my reflection all over again. I smiled stupidly, shaking my head again as if it would throw the blush from my face.
It wasn’t like we’d never fooled around. Hell, we could have been caught in the back room at the bookstore! But after everything that had happened between us, after surviving one of the worst nights of my life, after clicking the lock shut on the bathroom door and seeing myself in Derrek’s mirror, I knew I could get through anything with him.
Two boys navigating a whirlwind, and the storm was finally dying down.
I opened the bathroom door to find Derrek dozing, his feet still planted firmly on the floor. His chest rose and fell with a gentle steadiness, one arm resting across his bare abs. A powerful wave crashed against every bone in my body as I walked from the bathroom to the foot of his bed and knelt naked between Derrek’s legs.
Slowly, I brushed my fingertips in slow, small circles across Derrek’s skin, his body shifting at my touch, his eyes still closed. I leaned forward, planting soft, quiet kisses up his thighs until I was eye-level with his navel, kneeling as tall as I could. I tickled Derrek’s skin with my lips, darting my tongue out every few kisses to make him twitch under me, his skin hot and sweet.
I curled my fingers around the waistband of Derrek’s underwear and stifled a chuckle as I recognized the pair of too-tight black boxer-briefs he’d taken from my apartment a couple days ago. His cock, thick and semi-erect, twitched as I took it in one hand and stroked it slowly, my tongue darting out to tease his balls before I licked up the length of his shaft.
Circling the tip of Derrek’s dick with my tongue, I grasped my own and pumped slowly as I closed my lips around him and sucked. My head bobbed as the head of Derrek’s thick cock tickled the back of my throat, my tongue running wet lines along his shaft as I thrust my head up and down.
I let go of myself and lifted my arms to tease at Derrek’s nipples with my fingertips, feeling them harden and peak at the soft brush of my skin. I closed my eyes and slowed my pace, tasting the barest hint of Derrek on my tongue.
I felt the grip of hands on the back of my head before Derrek tangled his fingers in my hair and thrust his cock deeper into my mouth, pushing into the back of my throat as he thrust in and out, my tongue slick against his shaft as he gyrated under me.
Groaning around the thickness of him until he pulled out of my mouth, I licked my lips as he pulled me up from the floor and into a messy kiss. Our tongues met, wrestling back and forth, the heat of Derrek’s lips on mine searing away the pain and fear and fatigue of the night as the air around us turned to steam.
I planted a foot on the edge of the bed and rose to stand over Derrek, taking his head in my hands even as he leaned forward, his tongue already eager to taste me. I clapped a hand to my mouth, barely catching the whimper that escaped me as Derrek’s lips tightened around my cock, his tongue teasing me in the same way I’d teased him.
With one hand, I pulled him closer and pushed him away, over and over, his lips hot against the base of my cock each time I pushed deeper into him, the back of his throat tight around me. His hands moved to cup my ass and he began to massage me, the push and pull separated only by sharp, strong slaps that rang through the room and made me moan.
Derrek took my cock in one hand, stroking it powerfully even as his tongue worked to lap at my balls, his other hand pumping his own cock in time with mine. A deep, hungry rumble vibrated through me as Derrek moved to plant soft, scratchy kisses on my thighs. He pulled me down, my feet barely back on the floor for a second before Derrek pushed me onto the bed beside him and climbed over me, burying his face in my neck.
I wrapped my arms around him, my hands clawing weakly at his back while Derrek’s tongue danced from my neck up to my earlobe, his dick thick and wet against my own. I threw my arms up against the cool silk of Derrek’s sheets and he followed them, pinning my wrists together with a muscular grip as his lips found their way to mine again.
Our tongues lashed, wrestling for control, my cock twitching at the rush of Derrek’s breath on my skin, the light stubble of his beard burning against me as he erased any space left between us. When our lips parted again, Derrek let go of my wrists and ran his hand through my hair, gripping it in a tight fist as his mouth made its way to my ear.
“Turn around,” he breathed quietly.
My heart thundered in my chest as Derrek rose to kneel beside me, stroking himself slowly, grinning a devilish grin. I turned to lay on my stomach, my dick pressed flat and hard against the bed, dripping on the sheets.
Derrek’s hands gripped my thighs as his tongue trailed slowly from the head of my cock to the base, his hands shifting to palm my ass as he went, until I felt him run his tongue along my hole. I sucked in a sharp breath and Derrek pulled at my waist until I was on my hands and knees in front of him.
I balled my hands into fists, gathering folds of silk between my fingers as Derrek devoured me. His hands pushed me open as they worked me over, his tongue teasing my hole until I broke, burying my face deep into a pillow as Derrek sent waves of nervous heat pulsing so deeply through me I thought my cock might explode.
When his tongue began just barely breaking into me and his hand wrapped around my trembling dick to stroke with a slow intensity, I came with a breathy moan, feeling the heat of it smear across my chest as I collapsed into it, panting.
Derrek moved to climb over me, still teasing my ass with one hand as I felt him pull my head up by a rough handful of hair. He kissed my neck before his lips met my ear again.
“We’re not done yet,” he crooned, licking at my earlobe before pushing my head down and vanishing behind me.
I heard the rushed click of something snapping open and shut before Derrek’s hands were on me again, slick and wet as he massaged lube onto me.
“Tell me how bad you want it,” he growled, and I pushed myself backwards, begging for any part of him to fill me.
“I—oh, fuck, I want—I want you to—oh, fuck,” I panted as Derrek pushed a finger into me.
I melted forward as he inched himself in and out again, in and out, until it became two fingers, and then three, and I could feel myself getting hard again. Derrek stopped suddenly before I felt his hand push me onto my side and then my back.
He pulled me toward him by the waist, pushing my legs into the air as he sidled up to tease my hole with his cock. I threw my arms around his neck and pulled him down over me as I rose halfway to meet him, our foreheads touching.
“If you don’t fuck me right now I’m gonna lose my mind,” I snarled before pulling Derrek into a rough kiss.
I nibbled at his lip before he pulled away, breaking my hold on his neck to pin me flat against the bed. He pushed his dick down to twitch against my hole, running his hands from my neck to my nipples to my waist, where his muscular arms locked me in place.
“You’re gonna lose it anyway,” he said.
And then he pushed himself into me.
I arched my back as Derrek thrust into me slowly. He loosed a long, low, growling breath as his dick pushed into me until he was buried to the hilt. His hips worked back and forth as he slid back out to the tip, pushing his way in again as I gathered his sheets in furious piles, my body tensing at the feel of him thrusting into me.
His pace grew faster and he pushed my legs out wider, his hands sliding from my ankles down to my thighs, the force of his body crashing against mine rocking the bed beneath us.
Derrek clenched his teeth, grinning his wicked grin as I clenched tight around his cock, his breath coming out in a sharp hiss through his teeth. He grabbed me by the wrists and launched himself backwards, lifting me over him as his hips pressed against me, his hands white-knuckle tight on my hips.
I moaned at the length of him inside me before planting my hands on Derrek’s shoulders, bouncing myself up and down on top of him as he gyrated underneath me, biting his lip to keep from howling. He pulled his hands from my waist and pulled me over him, every muscle of him twitching as his skin met mine to close the space between us again.
“I want you inside me,” I panted into his ear before biting down on his shoulder, and Derrek pounded himself into me with a determined fury.
I clenched around him again and felt Derrek’s body tense underneath me, the whole of him rock-hard under me as I planted a palm on his chest and pushed myself up. Grinding myself against him as I pumped my cock until I burst across Derrek’s chest, my lips curled up at the corners as his cock pulsed and I could feel the heat of him inside me.
Derrek slipped out of me and I rolled to lay beside him, our heads turned to face each other, our chests heaving almost in tandem as we smiled stupidly. I brushed the back of my hand against his, and he responded by lacing his fingers through mine as we lay shoulder to shoulder. Derrek brushed his other hand across a fleck of cum on his chest and licked it off his thumb, winking.
“Delicious,” he said, and I could feel my cheeks flush impossibly hotter.
Derrek rose from the bed, extending a hand to pull me up after him, and I rose on wobbly legs. He gave my ass a firm slap as I turned toward the bathroom, and I shot a hollow scowl at him over my shoulder.
“Leave the door unlocked,” he shouted after me.
“Why? Already hungry for round two in the shower?” I teased, leaning my shoulder against the door frame as he rummaged for towels in the closet.
I sucked on my lower lip as I took in his sculpted back and bubble butt, giving him a quiet once-over. Derrek dropped the towels and crossed the room with an intimidating stride, his dick already semi-hard as it slapped against his thigh, swinging on his way to me. He cupped my chin with one hand, pulling me into him until I could feel the throb of his dick against my own all over again.
“I love you, Aiden. We’re going to devour every inch of each other until there’s nothing left.”
My body vibrated even as he let go of me and turned to strip the bed. I closed the bathroom door, planting my palms against it to rest my ass on the backs of my hands. I stared at my feet, biting at my lip again even as the corners of my mouth curled up into a twitchy smile.
Without Derrek, I could be dead.
Even before all that, I didn’t think I felt really alive until we met.
He was all the risk and recklessness I’d been afraid of.
And I would love him until there was nothing left of me.