Page 44 of Defensive Zone

I try to hide my amusement behind my casted hand.

“What haveyougot in mind? Because I was thinking more of a cuddle session…” I deadpan.

Brown eyes sparkle back at me, a wicked smirk on his full lips. “I dunno. Blow jobs? Frothing?”

My eyes widen as I gape at him. “Frothing?”

“Yeah, you know.” He mimics jerking off with his hand. “Jerking each other off at the same time, same hand.”

I press my lips together, swallowing down the bark of laughter that threatens to escape as I pinch the bridge of my nose. “I think you mean frotting.”

He snaps his fingers and points at me. “That’s it!”

I snicker as he finally kicks his sweats onto the floor, then pulls off his hoodie, tossing it away, leaving him in only his light gray boxer briefs. My eyes linger on his almost naked body. The slight opening in my drapes casts the perfect spotlight on his smooth, light brown skin.

Shadows fall in the dips and grooves of his solid muscle, and I want to trace every decadent inch of his smooth skin with my tongue. Worship him until he’s wrung out with pleasure before doing it all over again.

It’s not the first time I’ve seen Carter in only his boxers. Hell, I’ve seen his bare ass more times than I can count. But this is the first time I’ve seen him likethis. His half-hard cock straining against the cotton. The desire burning bright in his eyes because ofme.

Forme.

A shiver travels down my spine at the overwhelming emotion swirling in my chest. I’ve wanted this for so long. Carter is the only person I’ve ever wanted, and now I finally get to havehim, I’m not sure whether to scream in celebration or cry from gratitude.

“Zach? You getting over here or what?”

His voice snaps me out of the daze, and I close the distance. Climbing on the bed next to him, he grabs hold of my hips and motions for me to straddle his lap. My eyes shoot to his, looking for… something. Nerves? Hesitation? Any sign that he’s freaking out about being with a man? Surely it can’t be this easy.

Maybe you’re overthinking this.

True, but I don’t want Carter to run before he can walk. I don’t want him to be scared off because he’s going faster than he’s ready for. Because he thinks he owes me this or some shit.

Or he’s going at the exact speed that’s right for him.

Fuck off, conscience. Stop being so logical.

When I don’t see anything but pure want shining bright in his eyes, I throw my leg over his waist. My cock thickens in my briefs at being near his shaft. My arms remain at my sides as his warm palms run up the front of my legs, his thumbs grazing the sensitive skin on my inner thigh. By the time the tips of his fingers slip beneath the hem of my boxers, I’m impossibly hard, and if he’s fazed by the tent my hard cock is creating, he doesn’t let it show. In fact, his eyes dip lower, and I’m unable to miss the audible hitch in his breath before he licks his bottom lip and tugs it between his teeth in a seductive move.

“Fuck, I can’t get over how hot you are,” he says, his voice dripping in wonderment. “I’ve always thought you were hot, but I never let myself see you in the ‘I really wanna fuck you’ kinda hot way before.”

I force myself to swallow, and my voice comes out raspy as I ask, “And you see me like that now?”

“Fuck yeah, I do.” He nods in earnest. “I want to do it all, but I don’t want to fuck it up by doing something wrong.”

“You won’t do it wrong, Carter.”

He ignores my reassurance. “I mean, I’ve watched a lot of porn. Like this week, I’ve gone through an entire jumbo bottle of lube. I feel like I’ve been missing out all this time. I’m suffering from some major FOMO.”

I bite down on my lower lip, trying not to laugh as he continues his ramble.

“I know you can’t judge it on porn, but still, I don’t want to hurt you because I’m all eager and excited and curious.”

“Carter.”

He blinks up at me. “Yeah?”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

His relaxed grin warms me. He reaches up, both hands sliding into my hair as I lean down and kiss him. It starts off slow and sensual with lazy sweeps of our tongues, but it doesn’t stay that way. Carter moans, and he drops his hands to cup my ass. He presses me down as he rolls his hips, grinding his erection against mine.

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