Page 103 of Tapped By My Roommate
“You’ll wait here?”
“I’ll wait,” I agreed. “But don’t take too long, or I might have to start without you.”
His gaze darted down to my still hard cock. “Yeah, wouldn’t want to waste that,” he said, which was pretty bold for Ethan. “I’ll be quick.”
“I was kidding. You can take your time. I can pretty much guarantee I’ll be hard for you anytime you want me.”
Ethan flushed, but he looked pleased as he hurried out the door.
My cock gave a throb as he left, and I sighed, reaching down to give it a tight stroke to relieve some pressure. “Patience,” I murmured, half talking to my cock and half to myself. “Take it slow. It’s his first time.”
* * *
ETHAN
I stared into the mirror, trying to channel my earlier courage. Some of the high of facing down Tess and rescuing Zilla had worn off. My stomach knotted with nerves. Now was no time for an anxiety-induced belly ache though. I had an amazing, sexy man who’d said he loved me waiting naked in the next room.
I tried to channel Rhett’s confidence. He’d stood naked before me, unabashedly gorgeous, whereas I was only half-naked and torn between admiration and embarrassment. I was either sexy or dorky as hell. Rhett would have to be the judge.
Squaring my shoulders, I swung open the door and returned to his bedroom. Despite my intention to strut in confidently, I peeked through the open doorway first. He was lying in bed, reading his phone, his dick mostly soft.
All my careful plans went out the window. I rushed in. “I took too long, didn’t I? Sorry. I wanted this to be perfect, and I got carried away—”
His gaze snapped up, eyes widening as he took me in. “Fuck, Ethan, that’s…”
“Dorky?”
“So hot.”
I shifted nervously, and my suspenders rubbed over my bare skin. One caught the edge of my left nipple, sending a tingle through me. Rhett’s gaze roved over me, taking in the bowtie and suspenders on my naked chest. I couldn’t quite bring myself to dress down to just a bowtie and waltz into the room; I still wore jeans. But if Rhett wanted that, he could still see it once the rest of my clothes came off.
Even with my jeans, I felt more naked than if I’d been totally nude, but seeing his appreciation helped. I straightened my posture, skin tingling under his interested gaze. His cock was firming up as I watched, which was a relief. I’d feared I’d utterly ruined the moment by taking far too long.
If this were a romantic book or movie, I’d have prepared ahead of time. Or just been capable of falling into bed with no preparation. Real life wasn’t quite as spontaneous. But as Rhett ate me up with his eyes, I was glad I’d taken the time to make this effort.
He beckoned me toward him with a crooked finger, and I went as if there were a string tugging me. When I got close enough, he hooked the same finger under my right suspender strap, running his finger between it and my skin from my shoulder to the waist of my jeans.
“I love that you did this for me.”
“Yeah?” My voice was breathy, my body still shivering under his light touch. “It’s not dumb? I feel silly.”
Rhett leaned in, licking my nipple around the edge of the suspender, making me jolt. “Nothing silly about my hard cock.”
My gaze shot down, and yeah, he was fully hard. His cock was flushed dark red, nearly purple even. A pearly clear drop oozed from his slit, and I brushed a finger over it. Rhett hissed, hips jerking, as I touched him.
Watching his expression, I lifted my finger to my mouth and tasted his precum. Rhett groaned and hooked his hand around the nape of my neck. He jerked me down to meet his mouth in a hungry kiss.
He thumbed my nipples at the same time, making pleasure shoot through me. I whimpered against his mouth, kissing him harder as he pinched the hardened peaks, then pulled up on my right suspender strap and let it go with a snap.
I gasped as it smacked my flesh, catching the edge of my nipple, intermingling pleasure and pain. “Fuck!”
“Too much?” he asked, gaze flashing to mine. “I should have asked before doing that.”
“No, it felt good, but—” I choked off in a groan when he did it on the left side. My cock jerked hard, and I was worried I was going to come in my pants before we even got them off. Everything I’d read suggested that bottoming would not feel so great immediately after orgasm, so I pulled out of his arms, pacing back a few steps.
“I just need a minute.”
Rhett settled back against the pillows, still gloriously naked and hard for me. He didn’t seem bothered by me hitting the brakes. “Well, as much as I like playing with those suspenders, you do need to get naked for me.”
