Page 34 of Vexing the Viper

"I might have hoped this would happen." I shrug cheekily, with not a single ounce of shame.

"Fuck, me too. Now get your ass in my lap." King shoves his own shorts and briefs down his legs, scooting his body down the bed until he's lying flat on his back. His hand finds his hard cock, sliding up and down slowly. Teasing me, calling out to me. "Do you have lube?"

"Yes," I breathe, rushing off the bed and grabbing the bottle of lube that I keep hidden in my dresser. Jumping back on the mattress, I flick the cap open, pouring some onto King's dick,then slathering my own with it. Straddling his legs again, I line us up so our dicks are side by side. He's definitely longer and thicker than me, but by the way his eyes are fixated on my dick, I don't think it bothers him too much.

His eyes jerk up to mine, his pupils blown wide. Fuck, he's so damn turned on. He reaches out tentatively, grabbing us both in his hand. My eyes roll back into my head at the sensation of him touching me. His kiss was out of this world, but having his hands on me is like being in a different dimension.

"Fucking jerk me, Kingston. Make me come," I demand rocking my hips.

"I like when you call me that," he whispers, his hand stroking our dicks harder. Moving his hand out of the way, I grab hold of his dick, while putting his hand back on my cock. His big hand is rough and calloused, and that extra texture sends a shiver down my spine.

"Damn, this feels so good." We're both panting heavily, neither of us letting the other go. Throwing my head back, I rock my body, helping him a little bit with the motion. Our dicks slide together easily, the lube making a mess, mixing with our leaking dicks. His other hand slides up to my nape, squeezing hard. "Kiss me."

I lean forward and lose myself in his kiss. There's something addicting about the way he kisses, the way he takes control, but gives it up when he can tell I need it. The way his plump lips fit perfectly with mine like a matching puzzle piece. His body tenses right before he spurts cum all over my hand. Seeing the mess of white sticky cum everywhere has me arching my back and unleashing all over him.

Falling forward, I lay in the mess of us, his arms circling around me and holding me close. Turning my head, I rest on his pec, his breathing lulling my body into a relaxed state.

"I know we should get cleaned up, but I really love having you in my arms," he whispers, tightening his hold on me as though I'm going to jump up and walk away. And honestly? A month ago, I might have done just that. But the closer I've gotten to King, the more I realize there's something special about him, something I want to know more of.

I whisper back, snuggling in. "I kind of really love being here."

16

KING

Hookingup with Niko yesterday wasn't what I expected to happen, but I don't regret it for one second. I've wanted Niko since the moment I laid eyes on him, and after fighting my way through all his baggage and bullshit, I was finally able to get my hands on him. But it's not enough.

At first, I was so fucking attracted to him—he's so damn beautiful it blew me away. Then I was turned on by his amazing brain. He's such a smart guy and listening to him teach me things was such a turn on.

But now that I've had my hands on him, I don't want to stop. I want to do it every day. Fuck, I want to do it every second. Closing my eyes, I recall Niko yesterday when he was lost in his pleasure. The way he moved his body had me in a daze. I couldn't take my eyes off him.

But the best part of the entire day was what happened after. Niko rested on my chest for a while before we decided to clean off and take showers—separately, which sucked. But then we got back together and studied for another hour before we turned on some TV. We stayed that way, cuddled up, until we fell asleep.

I may have also had some fun playing around with his snakes when he was sleeping. As much as Coby likes to act as though he hates me, he sure loved my tickles. I was able to get a better read on all of them. My favorite has to be Bo, who wouldnotleave me alone, no matter how many times I tried to fall asleep. Every time my eyes would drift shut, he would hiss loudly right in my ear before slithering his tongue close to my face. He kept me up way longer than I wanted to be, but I honestly had a blast hanging with him even if I did stay up way too late.

I finally fell asleep with Niko curled up tightly in my arms. This morning, we woke up late, missing the alarm, so neither of us had a chance to talk as we were both rushing around to get ready.

I barely slid out of Niko's room and to the bathroom door before Mateo was walking out of his room. He must not have noticed anything, because he brushed past me with a quiet, "Morning." I know Niko and I need to talk about what happened, but I'm honestly worried about how he might take it. Not only am I human, but his dad is also my coach. Ah, shit. There's that complication I keep forgetting about.

I groan out loud, then flinch when I get hit in the shoulder. Turning my head to Sam, I glare at him then look at my arm. "What was that for?" I hiss, rubbing at the tender spot he hit.

"Oh, don't be a baby," he whispers, rolling his eyes. "But you were being too loud. You're starting to capture the attention of Professor Fan, and I, for one, do not want to be on the list of people he watches out for."

"He's not going to watch out for us."

"Ahem. Boys, am I boring you?" Professor Fan says, and both Sam and I jerk upright in our seats. The professor is usually a chill guy. He’s part ghost, even though he seems more sentient than the others that roam around the campus. He has an ethereal glow, and a white mask that covers half his face. Butright now, I don’t blame him for his vexed gaze; we did interrupt his class.

"No, sir. I was asking for a pencil," I lie, hoping he believes it.

He eyes both Sam and I before turning around and going back to his lecture.

"I need some advice," I whisper to Sam once Professor Fan is out of ear shot.

"After class."

Once class ends, Sam and I head out to the quad and find a spot for us to sit against a tree. A Mummy walks by holding hands with a human, and I smile softly.

"Alright, what's going on?" He looks at me openly, and I smile knowing he's my closest friend at Creelin U, and I can talk to him about anything.

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