Page 46 of Under the Mistle-Foe

Milo and Christian were four years older than me, which meant we’d never had any classes together, but Milo and I used to be neighbors. I was the annoying kid who hung over at his place the rare days I wasn’t at the diner, and Christian was Milo’s best friend, so he was around all the time too. They were like the big brothers I’d never had. It hit me pretty hard when Milo’s family moved.

A faint blush crept onto Milo's cheeks. “He recently moved back to town too, and I’ve seen him around…”

His words trailed off, and his hair flopped over his eyes. He tucked it behind his ear, then his fingers twiddled with the strand. A second later, he shook out of his thoughts, almost as if only then remembering we were in front of him.

“You guys came for chocolate, right? Let me show you what we have!” he said and returned behind the counter to introduce his goods. Jett and I settled on the six-piece sampler. Milo tried to give us the chocolate for free, but I insisted on paying, saying I wanted to support his business. He reluctantly accepted the payment, but I saw him sneak a few more goodies into our bag.

After saying our goodbyes and making plans to catch up soon, Jett and I left. “Where to now?” he asked. I loved theway he entwined our hands together so naturally. He smiled as he waited for my answer. It was a smile that shot straight to my heart.

God, I really liked him.

“Let’s go home. I’m sure the kitties are waiting for us,” I said, unable to resist pulling him in for a peck. He was shocked, eyes wide at the surprise attack, but then his expression turned all gentle and soft.

“Yeah, let’s go home,” he repeated. Nothing ever sounded better.Home.With him.

These feelings for Jett had hit hard and fast, but after years of running away, living more aimlessly with each passing day, something finally feltright.

Jett never pushed or rushed me with my feelings. He let mefeelas I needed and stayed by my side as I did. Always patiently waiting. While Jett might be patient, I wasn’t.

There were a lot of things I still needed to figure out, but wanting Jett was never on that list. My heart called for him, and my body craved him. And when I thought of that, all this hesitation about taking it to the next step seemed silly.

Jett was hanging by the kitchen island and popped a piece of chocolate into his mouth. I came behind him and hugged him. He turned his head back to me, our lips coming together to share a chocolatey kiss. The sweetness of the chocolate and the cherry filling mixed with Jett’s unique flavor made it the best fucking thing I’d ever tasted.

Everything about the man turned me on, and this kiss was no exception. I was already filling in my pants, and in our position, I was sure Jett could feel me too. His ass wiggled against me, being a fucking tease. My hand roamed around his waist and landed on his erection.

“Are you a top or a bottom?” I asked when our kiss broke.

Jett looked a little kiss drunk but quickly sobered at my words. “I, um, I could go either way, but,” he wiggled his assagain, and I had to hold his naughty hips still, “I’d really like to feel you inside me for the first time. But are you sure we’re not moving too fast? I can wait?—”

I cut his words off with a kiss. “I think we’re not going fast enough. I want you.”

Jett’s breath hitched at my words. His Adam’s apple bobbed so seductively I wanted to take a bite out of him.

“Then what are you waiting for? I’m all yours,” he said breathlessly.

I didn’t have to be told twice and dragged him to the bedroom. It was a whirlwind of clothes flying off before we tumbled onto the bed together. I quickly grabbed the lube and condoms from the bedside table, then kissed down his body. I could feel Jett’s hot gaze on me as he spread his legs wide, giving me access to his most intimate part.

“Go slow. It’s been a while,” he said when my finger touched his entrance. Even without lube, his hole greedily tried to swallow the tips of my fingers, but I pulled out, not wanting to hurt him.

“I’ll take care of you,” I said, before lifting both his legs over his body and going down to taste him on my tongue. Jett let out a cry of surprise that quickly turned into moans of pleasure as I lapped against his hole, making sure it was nice and wet before spearing the tip of my tongue inside him.

“Fuck, you don’t have to do that,” he cried, all the while holding his legs up, so I had better access. I grinned, quickly grabbed the bottle of lube, and coated my fingers before slipping a digit inside. His cries intensified when I hit a certain spot inside him.

“Is it here?” I breathed against his lip and nudged the same spot again, which had his legs shaking in the air.

“I thought you said you’ve never been with a man before?” he accused between huffs of air.

I chuckled and drew back so I could look at him. Helooked like a dream, eyes glassy, legs open for me to take him, and ass greedily sucking in my fingers.

“That doesn’t mean I can’t research. I want this to be good for you,” I said and pressed over his legs for a kiss.

We kissed slowly, savoring each other. All the while, I continued loosening him with my fingers. “It’s already good for me,” he said against my lips. “It’ll be even better if you hurry up and fuck me.”

“I am fucking you. With my fingers,” I teased and emphasized my point by hitting that sensitive bundle of nerves again. He choked on whatever words he was about to say as he clung on to me. I slipped in another finger, loving the way he clenched around me. My cock leaked just thinking about how tight he’d feel once I got inside of him.

“Are you going to make me beg? I want you.” His hand slipped between our bodies to palm my erection. My dick happily twitched against his hand, always craving his touch.

“Fuck,” I muttered and quickly tore the condom packet open, suited up, and lined myself against his pucker. Since this was my first time, and hurting him was the last thing I wanted, I was very generous with the lube.

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