Page 90 of Resist Me

“Does this make you hard, baby?” He nodded. “Show me.”

He flung the towel across the room, which made me laugh. My heart sped up as I took in his body. Moving into a sitting position at the edge of the bed, I grabbed his hips and pulled him closer. I kissed his stomach and traced the lines of muscle there. His fingers threaded through my hair, then he tightened his grip and tipped my head back.

As he settled his knees on the bed, I began to scoot backward. He was extremely serious and his bright eyes were wild. It had my stomach in shambles.

“Baby,” I said.

He silenced me with an aggressive kiss just before he shoved me onto my back and straddled my hips. I gripped his thighs, then moved my hands further up. He groaned into my mouth when I held onto his ass and jerked him forward, encouraging him to grind on me.

“Scoot up,” I instructed. “Let me taste you.”

When he was close enough, I lifted my head and licked the tip of his cock. He grabbed onto the top of the headboard with one hand and stared down at me as I wrapped my lips around him. Rising a little higher up on my elbows, I took more of him into my mouth. He stayed still, just watching. I pulled back and met his eyes.

“You can fuck my mouth, you know.”

His eyes widened. “Really?”

Instead of answering, I continued my movements. He still looked uncertain about it, which was kind of adorable. I hadn’t thought much about the fact that he was only eighteen. I didn’t know how much sex he’d had, but I didn’t think he slept around with people on campus. He was a flirt or maybe that was just his personality. It didn’t really seem like he tried to pick up girls.

Clearly, he’d never been told to fuck someone’s mouth before, so I claimed that privilege.

Gripping his thighs, I tried to pull him forward. He blinked a couple of times, then he thrust into my mouth. I groaned around him, which seemed to encourage him to keep going. His hips rolled fluidly and the muscles in his abs flexed with his movements. It mademe want to watch him while he fucked my ass, but he’d stressed me out all week, so I wanted to fuck him into this bed and make him beg for a release.

Right now, I was enjoying the dominance he displayed. Neither of us was submissive and so far, we sort of traded off who was in control. Sometimes, though, a guy just needed to have his mouth used by a sinfully sexy man for a minute.

He gradually moved faster and thrust into me with more force, shaking the bed with each one. I relaxed my throat and angled my head so that he could reach deeper. His breath hitched, then he pulled back abruptly.

“Too close to cumming?” I taunted.

With a grin, he moved backward and kissed me. I stroked the back of his neck, then lowered my hand to his waist. Wrapping an arm around him, I flipped him onto his back and grabbed his throat, enjoying the defiance in his eyes.

“This time,” I murmured against his lips, “I really am going to put you on your knees.”

I could feel his heart racing under my fingers. When I sunk my tongue into his mouth, he didn’t try to take over. It was the first time he’d been entirely compliant.

Shit, had I tamed him temporarily?

Moving to his neck, I pressed my lips to his skin. The light touch made him shiver and arch his hips.

“Maybe I’ll make you beg again.”

He grabbed onto my wrist and pulled it away from his throat. I couldn’t help but smile as his fight returned. Before he could do anything- like throw a punch- I took both his hands, threading our fingers, and pinned them on either side of his head.

“Relax, baby. I’d never do something like that.”

His eyes narrowed. “Hurry up. I’m getting bored.”

“Mhm. I found your lube and condoms, by the way. I’m stealing one since I didn’t come prepared for you to assault me in your kitchen and declare your undying love.”

“I’m gonna sprain your ankle for real.”

He watched me roll on the condom and wrap my fingers around my cock. Goosebumps rose on my arms as he trailed his fingers up the sides of my thighs.

“Do we need that?” he asked.

“I don’t want to get you pregnant.”

His eyes rolled further back than should’ve been possible. “We’re not fucking other people. Right?”

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