Page 63 of Oleander
OLEANDER
Icheck the clock every two minutes, impatiently tapping my pencil as I wait for class to end. Need pulses through my veins, and the desire for Skyler’s cock is an overwhelming thought hammering at the forefront of my mind. I’m ready to get out of here and meet him back at our place for dinner. Ever since our first date over the weekend, I’ve been anxious for more alone time with Skyler—no books, no studying, and no talk of the upcoming hunt.
The professor drones on and on, boring me with knowledge I learned two years ago when I was studying on my own. The moment he says we’re dismissed, I jump from my seat, grab my messenger bag, and sling it over my head. I race from the classroom like my brother just set it on fire. I can’t fight the smile as I power-walk home to our dorm, enjoying the cool breeze and bright sun on my face.
It’s a beautiful day, and I get to see Skyler in a few minutes.
Happiness flows through me, filling my aura with warm, comforting colors, and it’s all thanks to Skyler, the boy who seems to occupy my every thought these days. Heavy footfalls thud down the stone pathway behind me, and I’m jostled by a hard body. Out of breath and laughing, Skyler gasps out, “Race.You. To. The. Dorm.” He bends over, resting his hands on his knees for a moment before popping back up and smiling at me with a twinkle in his eyes. “Loser has to suck the winner’s cock!”
Skyler takes off down the path leading to Edgemoor with a loud laugh that draws attention from others, but I don’t care and don’t even try to beat him. I’m perfectly satisfied having his cock stuffed down my throat, as long as it ends up stuffed in my ass after. I giggle to myself, blushing at my own dirty thoughts. I slow down further, taking as long as possible to reach the dorm.
“You didn’t even try,” Sky accuses me the moment I step through the door, caging me against it with his arms.
I blush, admitting the truth the only way I know how. “I’m happy to suck you off, Sky. I think it might be my new favorite hobby.” I shrug, offering him a shy smile.
“Oh yeah?” Skyler asks huskily, narrowing his eyes at me and starting to unbuckle his belt.
Not yet.
I duck under his arm, peering over my shoulder like a tease. “AfterI cook us dinner.”
“Mmm,” Skyler moans sexually, taking another bite of the chocolate souffle I made for dessert. With his eyes closed, he slowly and sensually pulls the spoon from his mouth, whipped cream clinging to his upper lip. He swallows the decadent bite before gazing at me with an intense stare. “You’re practically edging me with dessert, Ander.” He dips his spoon into the warm, gooey center before taking another seductive bite.
I can’t wait any longer. Especially when he’s taunting me like this.
I push my own dessert to the side, hungry for something else. I scoot out of my chair and slip under the table, crawling forward. Skyler knows exactly what my plan is, spreading his legs and allowing me to situate myself in between his thighs. He’s wearing light gray joggers, and the enormous bulge of his cock is prominently on display. I easily tug his pants down, freeing his erection and allowing myself the satisfaction of licking him from base to tip.
There’s something so erotic and so sexy about sucking him off under the table as he eats the dessert I made him up above.
“Fuck, Ander,” Skyler gasps. “How are you so good ateverything? Chocolate souffles, sucking cock,andbeing a badass prince.”
His praise encourages me, and I take him deeper, swallowing around the bulge of his cockhead. My nose presses into his pelvis, holding him there as I breathe in the heady scent of male musk, still with a hint of fresh soap and everythingSkyler.
I’m consumed by him when we’re like this. The world around us blurs, and there’s no one but me and him. A long, drawn-out groan resonates deep from within Skyler, and I’m completely caught off guard when his cock begins to pulse. Warm cum spurts down my throat, and my eyes water as I fight the urge to cough. I don’t want to ruin his orgasm, so I hold off and let him spill his seed down my throat.
I finally pull off, gasping for air and coughing at the same time.
Goddess, that was intense. And hot.
I pull his sweats back up and crawl out from under the table. Skyler instantly grabs me around the waist, scooting his chair back and hauling me up to straddle his lap.
He stares up at me, swiping at my chin. He holds two fingers out expectantly, and I glance down at his cum. I flick my eyes back up to his and lean forward, slowly slipping his fingers intomy mouth and sucking them clean. I release them with a pop, and Skyler groans.
“So fucking sexy,” he murmurs, eyes half-lidded. “My turn.”
Skyler stands with me on his lap, and I wrap my legs around his waist as he walks us to his room, laying me on the bed, unzipping my pants, and yanking my boxers down with them.
“Roll over,” he commands, his voice bossy and serious.
I comply, ready for whatever he has in store for me.
He rubs my ass, running his hands up the curve of my spine. “Spread your legs and arch your back for me.Let me see you.”
My cheeks ignite, the heat rushing down my chest, but I obey. Skyler climbs between my thighs, massaging my ass and spreading me apart.
An arousing mixture of embarrassment, excitement, and anticipation swirls low in my belly. I gasp in surprise as his warm, wet tongue licks against my most sensitive area. I jolt at the new sensation.
“Relax, baby,” Skyler coos, running a hand down my back. I nearly melt into the bed. He starts licking me with more pressure, and I can’t control the moans pouring from me. He uses his thumbs, applying pressure and spreading me as he stiffens his tongue. The tip slips in, and I cry out, panting heavily, feeling like I’m going to explode from the overly intense stimulation.
