My stomach felt like it had been pitched off the side of a cliff. “Damn, the things you say.”
Seth’s eyes filled with something that looked like sheer willpower. “I like that I feel safe with you. That I can touch you without feeling self-conscious about it, or that you’ll push me to do something I don’t want.”
“Never,” I murmured in a hoarse voice, and then about died as Seth licked a hesitant path around the head of my shaft before wetting a stripe down the length to the root. My entire body thrummed, unable to take in all the sensations pelting me at once. Even though I’d been blown before, this was something altogether different. It was like Seth was taking back some part of himself while pleasing me in the process, and there was no chance I’d ever consider standing in his way.
Seth fit the tip of my shaft in his mouth, and seeing his stretched, shiny lips around my stiff cock almost made me shoot right then and there. I shut my eyes and groaned, trying like hell to stay present while Seth took what he wanted.
“You taste amazing. I wanna try again.” He fit more of my length between his lips, then gagged as he attempted to take me all the way down.
“It’s okay.” I reached for Seth’s hair, tangling my fingers in his messy locks. “Take your time. It’s just you and me, sweetheart, and you don’t have to—”
“I want to. Please.”
I nodded as he took a small breath. Shifting my legs, I allowed him more room to settle his shoulders between my legs. Seth took my shaft in hand again and licked the underside of the head. Pinpricks lined my thighs as his tongue fluttered into the slit, and the action was so sensual, it was all I could do to hold myself back.
Redoubling his efforts, he stuffed me back in his mouth, flicking his tongue up and down my shaft as he went. I avoided thrusting upward as I moaned shamelessly. No way would I break his trust, and as his fiery gaze met mine, I knew he was feeling more confident.
Seth sucked the swollen tip into his mouth, keeping his hand low on my shaft and stroking upward, getting into a rhythm.
I fisted the sheets to center myself. “Feels fucking incredible.”
Seth gagged a couple more times as he tried taking me deeper, but as his fingers brushed my sac, electric heat shot up my groin. And that was about all I could take. It felt too damned good.
“Oh, damn…I…I’m close. You need to pull off.” But he didn’t. Instead, his fingers squeezed my full balls, one and then the other, while sucking my shaft into his mouth again, and I saw stars in front of my eyes right as I came apart at the seams. Ropy jets of come spurted inside Seth’s mouth as I shuddered my way through a fucking intense orgasm. “Holy shit.”
Seth made a noise of surprise as he hollowed his cheeks and swallowed in earnest. But for all his effort, my jizz leaked from his mouth, over his hand, and dripped to my abdomen.
Seth drew back and seemed to marvel at my softening cock and the trail of come it had produced, which made what we’d done feel all the more special. His hand brushed over my hip and into the hair at my groin, his eyes wide with wonder, which made me shiver again.
“You’re good at this,” I murmured as I reached for him and pulled him on top of me. I kissed his smiling lips, tasting myself on him. Totally intoxicating. “Give me a minute, so I can take care of you—”
“No, I already…” His cheeks grew rosy as he dipped his head, and that was when I felt the wet tip of his softened cock. Hot damn. He came in the process of giving me a fucking amazing orgasm.
“So damned hot.” I peppered his cheeks and jaw and forehead with kisses.
After we cleaned ourselves up using my T-shirt from the floor, Seth settled against me again, breathing softly. I felt my chest bloom with a kind of pure contentment I’d never felt before.
I tried shutting my eyes as exhaustion took hold. But my heart was still jackhammering, so I knew it would take me a bit to settle, and as Seth squirmed against me, I figured it was the same for him.
“What other memories do you have—of your father?” I whispered into his hair, and he grew very still. Shit, I hoped I didn’t ruin everything by bringing him up. It was just that I meant to ask at dinner after we discussed camping at a nearby lake. I’d told him about disappearing for the weekend with Tucker’s family when they’d erect tents in their backyard, only to feel remorse about leaving my mom. Tucker knew my dad was a mean drunk, but that was the extent of it, and even then, I’d sworn him to secrecy. I didn’t want my dad to get wind of it and for anything to happen to my mom. It wasn’t until we were adults that I’d confessed more, and recounting any of it had been painful, so I felt guilty asking Seth now. “Sorry, I—”
“My mom and dad used to have these barbecues,” he murmured, and I let out the breath I’d been holding. “And we’d invite all our friends. It was laid-back and a lot of fun, which was so unusual for Mom. She has a hard time letting go, and as crazy as it sounds, sometimes it’s as if something like a barbecue is too simple for her. But those nights, it was similar to the lake. I think she would forget she wasn’t supposed to enjoy it, forget that she didn’t like to let herself feel. We’d light a bonfire at night and do s’mores and sparklers, and I dunno, those are some of the best memories I have, I guess.”
I imagined how different his childhood must’ve been with his father around, and I ached for him, for his devastating loss, and found myself grieving in a different way. “Then we should have a barbecue and invite all our friends.”
His gaze shifted to mine, his eyes wide with awe. “Really?”
“Really,” I replied with a peck to his nose. “I have a backyard that needs to be used more often.”
“Sounds perfect.” He laid his head on my chest, and I felt him smile into my skin.
25
Seth
“You can’t stop smiling,” Jesse said as we sat on my couch. He was right, and I didn’t even try to hide it. I wasn’t sure I could if I wanted to.
“That’s because I’m happy.”
Jesse shot forward, going from relaxing against the back of the sofa to sitting up. “I recognize that look. It’s a sex-drunk look. Spill.”
This was me, so of course my stupid cheeks flushed with heat. “A gentleman never tells,” I teased, but really I wanted to. Jesse had shared so much with me over the years, and I was bursting at the seams to be able to do the same. The other night with Jake had been…it had been incredible. It was like I was still living through the experience, like it gave me an extra bounce in my step and made me hold my head up higher. Maybe that was stupid, but it was how I felt.
“Well, since neither of us is a gentleman, there’s no problem there.” He playfully swatted my thigh. “Seriously, though, you don’t have to. I just… It feels good to see you like this. You’re coming out of your shell.”
I really, truly was. I felt like a different Seth, or at least that I was becoming one. I wanted to shout it from the rooftops, but I wouldn’t. Still, I couldn’t help but tell Jesse, “I’m apparently very good at blowjobs.”
His eyes widened. I knew it wasn’t a big deal for him. Jesse had done everything and done it long before I did, but he never made me feel weird about my lack of experience.