Page 32 of Needing Your Love
Jimmy slipped in behind me before I could close the door, and I stumbled when I shouldn’t have been surprised or caught off guard. That was what I got for being all up in my head over this boy.
The sound of the lock clicking hit my ears like a gong of doom, leaving us in tense silence.
My dick thickened even as my brow furrowed. “The fuck are you doing, Jimmy?” I asked, my tone low and ragged.
He shrugged, a coy smile curving his plump lips.
“You did that on purpose, didn’t you?” I motioned at my hoodie while grabbing a couple of paper towels and blotting at the wine.
“Nope.” He popped the P of his blatant lie, stepping in close when I had nowhere to go but against the tiled wall, paper crumpled in my fist.
“Conniving little shit,” I muttered, and growling, I grabbed hold of his short shirt and stalked forward, pressing his back to the door, my knuckles brushing against the warm skin of his stomach.
He didn’t fight, simply melted and peered up at me with needy baby blues as I leaned into him.
My pulse throbbed in time with my cock as I thirsted for a taste of his mouth.
As though reading my mind, he flicked his tongue over his lower lip again in a slow, sensual glide that captured and held my attention.
I swallowed a groan, my dick bucking in the confines of my jeans and making me realize I’d crowded fully against him and could feel his entire body against mine. I had a handful of inches on the boy, but our hard dicks aligned perfectly thanks to his longer legs.
“Please.” He whispered with the first honest tone I’d heard from him all night, cracking my walls from the ground up.
But he’d manipulated me to get me to this point.
I wanted to toss him from my path out of the bathroom that was much too small for the two of us, but I lusted to redden his ass and fuck him raw even more.
A shudder ripped through me, and I tightened my grip on his T-shirt. “You’re playing with fire, boy,” I hissed, every cell in my body vibrating to connect and merge with his.
He swallowed hard and whimpered, rubbing his cock against mine. “S-Sorry, daddy.”
I grasped his neck and squeezed, hissing over the delicious friction that would send me rushing toward climax if I didn’t gain control over this situation. “Donotcall me that.”
Chapter 14
Jimmy
“Oh, God.” I tried to gulp against Sutton’s palm pressing against my throat and ended up moaning like the whore I was. Knees weak, I wanted to drop to the floor and choke on his dick. My eyelids fluttered shut, and I parted my lips in order to breathe, shivering and shaking from ball-tingling lust and the adrenaline rush of the century.
The way Sutton held and spoke to me caused my head to spin. His hard-as-granite, perfect dick grinding against mine proved we wanted the same thing. Straight, my ass. My chest went light as a kite, butterflies erupting in my belly.
Panting, I opened my eyes and stared into his blown pupils eating up the hazel of his irises inches from mine.
Stillness descended, a tension wrought with desire and deep-seated yearning. Want sizzled in my veins as his grip tightened, and I shuddered as pre-cum wet the inside of my jock.
I swallowed hard. “Sutton…” Desperate to get my mouth on him but unable to initiate a kiss due to his grip on my throat, I slid my hand between us, intent on mapping out the length and girth of his cock.
“Fuck.” Sutton jumped away at the first brush of my palm on his groin, leaving me sagging against the wall, fighting to getmy legs beneath me. He ran a hand through his hair, glancing around as though hoping to escape. “This—this isn’t happening.”
I winced at his harsh tone but found the strength to stay upright. “Why the fuck not?” I argued, my voice breathless with need.
He jammed the paper towels into the trash bin, another growl rumbling his chest but not nearly as sexy and possessive as the one before he’d crowded me against the door.
A rush of heat that had nothing to do with arousal flushed through me as my brow furrowed. Heaviness replaced the giddiness from seconds before, my stomach tightening into a knot. “Think I’m not good enough for you?”
His brow furrowed. “Why would you say that?”
Because I’m a worm who allowed countless men access to my holes for cash.
