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Jonas’ gaze grew sharp as he eyed Nate. It seemed like he wanted to say something, but he remained silent. Maybe it was because I was there. I was about to offer the two of them some privacy when he blinked, his expression smoothing out. “Alright. I’m gonna go and shower this bar off and then pass out in my bed. You two have fun.”

He disappeared with a wave, and I was left alone with Nate. Our eyes met, and he swallowed hard, his throat working. “Let’s go back to yours before I lose what’s left of my control and do something inadvisable to you up against this wall.”

Fucking hell. His words went straight to my dick, and I bit back a groan. “Yeah. Let’s go. Now.”

27

The choice between staying in Cardiff with my teammates or coming home to Charlie had been an easy one in the end. As soon as the final whistle had blown, all I could think of was that I wanted to celebrate the win with him. I wrapped up with the post-match stuff as quickly as I could, showering and changing before most of my teammates had even stripped out of their football kits, and got on the road back to London.

Back tohim.

Charlie appeared in his bedroom doorway with a towel wrapped around his waist and droplets of water still beading on his skin. My cock went from half-hard to rock solid as I took in the delicious view in front of me.

“Thanks for waiting. I had to shower the bar off.” He was staring at the floor, and I realised that he was nervous. I was, too,although anticipation overrode my nerves. Climbing to my feet, I walked across the room to him, placing my knuckle under his chin and tilting his head up to mine. Our eyes met.

“Charlie.” I kissed his cheek and then the corner of his mouth. He sighed, relaxing against me, and I stepped closer, brushing a soft kiss over his lips. “Charlie. Do you even know how much I want you?”

His gaze flicked to the tent in my black boxer briefs, which I’d stripped down to while he was in the shower. When his eyes rose to mine, the green had almost been eclipsed by his rapidly expanding pupils. “I might have an idea.”

A smile curved over my lips. “What should we do about it?”

“Hmm. I think we should start with getting naked.” His nerves had faded, overtaken by lust, and fucking hell, he made my dick so hard.

“Good plan.” I smirked at him as I ran my hand down his torso, stopping at the top of his towel. I lowered my head to lick a droplet of water from his collarbone. “What have you got under this towel?”

He shuddered. “Fuck. Why don’t you have a look and find out for yourself?”

“Yeah?” I murmured against his skin. Taking hold of the towel with both hands, I slowly pulled it away from his body and let it drop to the floor. He stood there, flushed, nude, and hard, and I had never seen anything hotter in my life. “I want to fuck you so badly.”

He inhaled sharply. “That’s what you want?”

“I’m curious about being fucked, but…” Sliding my hands onto the muscles of his gorgeous ass, I palmed his cheeks. “I’ve imagined fucking you so many times. But I’m honestly good with whatever you wanna do. I know I’ll like it all. Whatever you want.”

His hands went to the band of my underwear. Easing it down, he trailed soft kisses down my neck. “I want it both ways. I’ve never done any ass play or anything, but I wanna try it all. Fuck me, Nate. Make me yours.”

“You’re already mine.” I pulled him into me, our mouths meeting, and we stumbled towards the bed, tongues in each other’s mouths as our hands roamed over bare skin. When we fell onto the mattress, Charlie groaned into my throat before pushing himself upright. He looked so hot, all dishevelled and panting.

“I got supplies. I, uh, get tested as regularly as I can but didn’t know what you wanted to do, so I got condoms and this lube that’s meant to be better for ass stuff.”

He was so fucking cute. “You came prepared.”

Shooting me an unimpressed look, he dropped a condom and bottle of lube straight on my chest. “We both knew we’d end up here at some point. I didn’t want to be caught short.”

“Come here.” I shoved the condom and lube aside, pulling him down to me. “I have stuff at my house, too. It’s not just you. And I’ve been tested as well, so I don’t mind what you want to do. Condom might mean less clean-up time, though. I can’t guarantee I won’t pass out as soon as we’re done. Nothing to do with you, it’s just?—”

“You’ve had a long day,” he whispered against my mouth. “A very long, very hard day.” When he said those words, he rolled his hips down, making us both gasp as our cocks slid together. “Why don’t you lie back and let me do the work?”

“You’re too fucking good to me. But I want to do this.” I rolled us over so he was on his back, and then I kissed a path down his body, mouthing at his skin, teasing his nipples, licking over the bumps and ridges of his abs while he writhed and moaned beneath me. When I neared his cock, dripping precum all over his belly, I felt for the lube, coating my fingers. His body tensedat the sound of the bottle being uncapped, but I had an idea about how I could make this easier for him, and I hoped it worked. Directing him to put a pillow under his hips, I placed my finger on his perineum, rubbing lightly while I kissed and licked over the very tip of his cock. When he was fully relaxed again, I slid my finger further back. His thighs shifted further apart to accommodate me, and I began to slowly circle his hole while I was still licking the head of his cock.

“Fuck, that’s so good,” he moaned. “Inside. I wanna know how it feels.”

Who was I to deny him? Easing my finger inside his hot, tight hole and beginning to circle it, I lowered my head, taking the tip of his cock fully inside my mouth. When I added my tongue back into the mix, his hips arched upwards, and I took the moment to take his cock deeper as I eased another finger inside along with the first.

I worked him over with two fingers until he was tugging at my hair and begging for another. I was honestly stunned by how well he was taking it, not even flinching when I added a third finger. In fact, he arched into my touch, rolling his hips down against my hand, and I had to release his dick from my mouth and grip my cock tightly while I took deep, measured breaths to calm myself, because it was so fucking hot.

“Do you want another? I’m bigger than this, and I don’t want to hurt you.”

He shook his head. “No. I want your dick. Give it to me.”

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