I grabbed his hips. “But I want my cookie right away.”
“Take your shirt off.”
I complied, pulling my tee shirt off and tossing it onto the floor. I gripped his hips again, but he remained kneeling above me, not letting me tug him down. I wanted him pressed against me, moving like that again. “Damn your legs are strong.”
“Damn you look good,” he said. “Just looking at you makes my dick harder.”
I’d never been overly confident about my body, but the way Orion’s eyes roamed over me said in no uncertain terms he liked what he saw. His fingers brushed across my chest, and he wet his lips. He slowly lowered himself down until he was sitting on me again. I let out a little moan, and he smiled, shifting his hips. “Now you look horny.”
Hot blood rushed to my face. “Can’t imagine why.”
“Yeah, it’s a mystery.” Raising his arms, he linked both hands behind his head and did that circular hip motion again, gliding against my cock and making me lift my hips. He used his weight to push my hips back down, then started again with the pelvic swivel.
I let out a hard breath. “Jesus Christ, Orion. You move like a damn stripper.”
“I move better than a damn stripper.” He unlinked his fingers from behind his head and trailed them over my nipples, still moving on top of me. “Imagine how good this would feel if we were naked.”
“I’m imagining it,” I said. “Believe me, I’m imagining it.”
Orion stopped moving, brow furrowed.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Don’t bullshit me, you’re making a worried face.”
“Not worried. Just…you sure you never been with a guy? You don’t seem scared of nothing.”
“I swear you’re my first. And I am scared of some things. My horniness for you just overshadows it I guess.”
“Like what are you scared of?”
“You asking how far I’m willing to go?”
He shrugged, then nodded. “I’m feeling on the edge of losing control here. I don’t wanna just dive in and end up doing something you don’t like.”
“Okay, but first, kiss me.” I grabbed his arms and dragged him down. “Now.”
Chest pressed against mine, he melted into me, tongues swirling, breath heavy. I held his face in both hands and made the kiss deeper, eliciting a groan. Gradually, he eased back with a breathy chuckle. “That thing I said about losing control?” He pushed his groin against mine. “I was serious. So give me some guidelines before our pants come off.”
I rolled him over so I was on top and he gasped as I gave him a slow, hard kiss, coming up for air to suck along his neck to his earlobe. “When are our pants coming off by the way?”
“Kurt…” His breath hitched as I bit beneath his ear, then his legs slid around my hips, squeezing me between them. “I love the way you feel on top of me.”
“Me too.” I wriggled between his legs. “Love having you underneath me and all wrapped around me.”
His back arched as I sucked his collarbone. “I’m trying to talk about grownup stuff,” he said. “But you keep…oh shit…distracting me.”
“Sorry,” I said, nibbling along his jawline.
“Can you answer my question before I suck your cock and you freak out or something? I want you so bad.”
“I know, you’re being sweet and considerate and I’m appreciative.” I pressed my forehead against his, then lifted my head to look in his eyes. “It’s just you’re always teasing the shit out of me, so I like when I can do this to you. Get you a little off balance and sexually frustrated. I’m a terrible person.”
He smiled. “You are.”
“I just like to feel like I’m the one in control sometimes.”
“Sometimes?” He huffed, his palms smoothing down my back. “You got no idea the control you have over me.”
I grinned. “Is that right?”
“Yes, you jerk! Now, if you’ll quit stalling and talk to me, we can both lose control together.”
“All right. Well, I don’t want to have anal sex tonight.”
Orion nodded. “I’m totally okay with that. What else?”
“That’s it. Oh, and you’re not gonna suck my cock.”
I saw a flare of disappointment cross his expression, but he nodded sagely.
“Because I’m gonna suck your cock,” I said, and slid down his body.
Orion laughed explosively as I kissed and bit the skin above his hipbones. “Stop it, I’m mad at you!”
I looked up. “You’re mad at me? I’m about to suck your dick and you’re mad at me?”
“You’re an asshole. You tried to make me think oral was off the menu.”
“It was worth it for the look on your face.” I grabbed the waistband of his PJs and tugged them down as his laughter started up again. “Now, what was I about to do? I forget.”
Orion’s laughter ceased, and his breathing grew loud and heavy. I felt his stomach muscles quiver where my hand rested on his lower belly. A glance up showed him with eyes closed and lips parted. His hands were above his head, gripping the rungs of my wrought iron headboard. It was rare to experience silence from Orion. “Bracing yourself?” I asked.
He nodded. “You don’t know how much I thought about this. I’m nervous and way too excited.”
My own nerves had as much a hand in speeding my pulse as my arousal, and to say I was completely comfortable would be a lie. But when I simply brushed my cheek against the side of his cock, the way his pleasure-choked cry made my body respond convinced me I’d have no trouble going all in. If just a brush against him made that noise, I wanted to hear the sounds he’d make when I took him in my mouth.
His cock was beautiful like the rest of him, flushed and engorged, pointing up toward his navel. The only real surprise was the lack of pubic hair, like he’d had a wax. I nuzzled the bend of his leg beside his balls, finding his scent clean and intoxicatingly musky. Hearing his breathing hitch, then become even heavier, urged me on and made me want more than anything to please him.
There was no real hesitation, and certainly no revulsion. Maybe it was something buried within me blossoming for the first time, or maybe it was because I was so crazy about him, but when I drew his entire length into my mouth, it felt completely natural. His lower body jerked off the mattress, and I stroked his belly and held him in place, letting him know that he wasn’t going anywhere, and neither was I.
“Oh fuck,” he huffed as I dragged my tongue over every ridge, then took him in again. “This is happening,” he whispered. “Okay. This is happening.”
I popped him out of my mouth so I could look up and check in with him, breathless with my own excitement as I asked, “Does this feel all right?”
His grip on the headboard let go and his hands went to my head, strong fingers kneading my scalp. “Do not. Fucking. Stop.”
“I’ll take that as a yes?”
His lashes fluttered. “You’re perfect. Don’t make me talk more, my brain ain’t working right.”
I relished the desperation in his voice, drank in every quiver in his stomach. I dragged my tongue up his shaft before sucking him deep again, validated by a groan from above. After that I just went to work, my own cock throbbing as I tried to concentrate on driving Orion out of his mind. His gasps and curses and raspy pleas were music to my ears, and I learned quickly what would make him hit the high notes. Taking cues from his cries of pleasure and the intensity of his body’s reaction, I figured out what set him off the most and refocused my efforts.