Page 11 of Nitro

Nitro smelled so good and he was so achingly handsome and understanding, I couldn't help but leaned in close for a kiss.

It was impulsive, but the moment felt right.

To my complete shock, Nitro responded without hesitation, pulling me closer and meeting my lips with his.

He kissed me relentlessly, hungrily and I yearned for more.

My pants grew a little tight as I opened my mouth further, so Nitro could slip his tongue down my throat.

Abruptly, Nitro pulled away his breath a little ragged.

"Too soon?" I asked, searching his eyes.

"I should be the one asking you that,” Nitro said.

I couldn't help but notice the subtle change in his brown eyes.

Hints of gold appeared in his irises, a telltale sign that his inner grizzly was peeking out.

In that moment, I probably should have been a little bit afraid of him, but an exhilarating thrill coursed down my spine instead.

My animal half woke, alert and eager.

How strange. My magpie had always been a coward but whenever Nitro was around, it felt like I, we, could do anything.

“Was it wrong to kiss—” I began but Nitro put a finger to my lips.

I didn’t know what possessed me to suck on his finger.

Nitro groaned. “You’re going to be the death of me, Tommy.”

Feeling awkward, I pulled my mouth away.

“Make no mistake,” Nitro said, lifting my chin with two fingers so I was forced to look into his blazing gold eyes.

My pants suddenly felt a lot tighter.

Nitro wasn’t’ done. He continued, “I want you, Tommy. I want you more than anything else in this world but I don’t want to rush you either.”

Hearing those words made me want to do a happy dance, but that would be embarrassing, so I contained myself.

"I like you, too, Nitro," I whispered, feeling vulnerable all of a sudden.

Those words felt almost childishly simple, but they were genuine, and I couldn't take them back.

Nitro responded with a lazy, arrogant smile that sent my heart racing even faster.

"We're in agreement then,” Nitro said.

I couldn't help but feel a hint of confusion. “What...are we agreeing on?" I asked.

My lack of experience in matters of the heart left me feeling uncertain, and the only relationship I had ever known was with Hicks, a toxic and horrifying ordeal.

With a mischievous gleam in his eyes, Nitro simply replied, "You'll find out."

He leaned in to steal another kiss from my lips, leaving me with a sense of anticipation and excitement.

Two days after, Dylan, my best friend, had offered to cook dinner for us in my new apartment as I updated him on the recent events of my move.

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