Page 31 of Nothing To Lose
"Shit. Is it Monday already?"
“Try Tuesday.” She sighs. "You work too hard, baby."
Tyler stirs, so I lower my voice a little more. "Yeah, yeah. I know."
"Why are you whispering?" She pauses, and then there's a small intake of breath. "Isaac! Is there somebody there with you?"
"Name one time that's ever happened," I say, grinning down at Tyler, who is blinking up at me sleepily.
"You're deflecting. Put me on video."
"Absolutely not," I say, my words muffled because I'm busy pressing a chaste kiss to Tyler's lips. He groans softly, probably not even aware he made a sound.
She gasps. "Isaac!"
"I gotta go, Ma. As you so kindly pointed out, it's late and I have things to do."
"I'm telling your sister!" she yells into the phone before I can hit the end button, snickering.
"That was your mom?" Tyler asks groggily. "You're a mean tease," he says, pressing himself into me to get closer.
I bring my mouth down on his again, weirdly loving the taste of his morning breath. Humming in pleasure, I lick into his mouth hungrily, my lesson from the night before all but forgotten. His soft moans fire up all my synapses, and I remember just how much trouble a simple kiss got me in last night. Tyler, the quick study he is, doesn't hesitate to roll himself fully on top of me. The weight of his smaller body on mine makes me want to growl and snarl like something feral, and I cup both sides of his ass, pressing him against me. Tyler hisses, and I quickly move my right hand to the small of his back.
"Shit, sorry—" but he doesn't miss a beat, grinding down on me to chase his body's needs.
My cock is fully on board with wherever this is going, and I give in to the fluid movement of his body against mine for a few delicious seconds before pulling my head back. I take a deep breath, opening my mouth to suggest we slow down, but his mouth comes down on my neck instead. He kisses a wet path up the cords of my throat to my Adam's apple, the light suction of his lips threatening to make me cross-eyed with desperate need. I recognize that he's mimicking my moves from last night, but he's letting his instincts guide him too. The gentle scrape of his teeth down my throat is enough to have me thrusting upwards, meeting the movements of his body
"You're killing me," I groan. "We need to… slow down… please, Tyler. Fuck," I curse as his fingers tighten in my hair, holding me still while he takes control of the kiss. If I hadn't gotten to know Tyler better over the past few days, I'd call bullshit on being new to this.
He gives me a few more deep kisses that threaten my life span before pulling off. There's just enough light to make out the darker color of his kiss-swollen lips and the way he stares down at me, chest heaving. He's still straddling my lap, his hardness aligned with mine. I can tell from the tightening of his thighs around me that he's forcing himself to hold still, and it makes me want to say fuck it and rub myself against him like a horny teenager until we're both coming in our pants. Until he's coming inmyboxers.Shit. Fuck.I can't?—
The sound of Tyler's stomach rumbling cuts through my lust haze.Thank fuck.
"Oh my God," he says, dropping his head on my chest. "Why?"
He practically bounces on top of me, but this time it's laughter and not my horny thrusts moving him.
His voice is muffled and almost unintelligible, but I think he says something about being a virgin forever.
"And here I was worried about the opposite," I chuckle, sitting up to press a kiss to the top of his head.
He pulls his face off my chest and gives me a confused look. "What is that supposed to mean?"
I sit up straighter so we're face to face, his legs still straddling my lap. "That I have less control than I gave myself credit for, and it's probably a good thing if we pull back a little. I don't want any of your firsts to be rushed," I tell him, combing my fingers through his hair. I kiss him lightly."I didn't expect to have this much of a reaction to you."The corners of his mouth pull down, his eyes flickering over my face like he's trying to read my intentions. "I mean, I knew I was attracted to you, but…" I blow out a breath. "It's like, as soon as you kiss me, my brain shuts off and I lose myself to the way you feel." My hands run up his thighs to his butt and back down, careful not to touch his stitches again.
"Me too, but I thought it was just because I'm a noob."
"A noob?" I laugh, and he shrugs. "Definitely not. You're a quick study."
"You make me feel like I can just let go and see where my body takes me," he says, rolling his hips in my lap. The way I'm sitting makes it harder for him to grind against my dick, but I still feel it down to my toes. "It feels… good," he says, his voice pitching like he's embarrassed to admit he's human. "I didn't know it could be like this."
Me neither.
His lips meet mine again, and I'm dangerously close to giving in again, but I really do want us to slow down. We escalated this thing overnight, and I want everything about this to be intentional.
"Let's get you fed, and you can come with me to the hardware store," I tell him, smirking at the way his body deflates and his bottom lip sticks out. I nip at it playfully and tickle his sides to get him to move. His stomach growls again.
"Fine," he says begrudgingly. "But later…"
