Page 29 of Starfish and Coffee
Too desperate for slow seduction, Alex finished with Matt’s shorts by unzipping them and then pushing them past his ass with shaking hands. He hadn’t even gotten them fully out of the way before he leaned down to swallow Matt’s hard dick when it bobbed free of its confines.
Matt’s hips jerked up as a shout of, “holy shit!” burst out of him at the first feel of Alex’s mouth.
His fingers tightened in Alex’s hair, no longer soft and gentle. It seemed more like a lifeline as Alex used his mouth and tongue, savoring the silky feel of Matt’s cock against his lips. Like the rest of him, Matt’s cock was thick, cut, and beautiful. Alex went down on it with near worship, feeling his own cock strain painfully against the confines of his jeans.
Matt fell flat on his back against the bed, still holding Alex to him. They hadn’t even stripped all of Matt’s clothes off. In Alex’s fantasies, he’d planned on getting Matt fully naked the first time he blew him, legs spread, with Alex’s finger pushing in his ass, making him desperate for more. The reality was messier, more carnal, with Matt’s shorts still tangled around his thighs, and Alex sucking him fast and sloppy, desperate to get him off just because he liked the way Matt sounded.
Those low moans of Matt’s were doing away with every ounce of Alex’s finesse. He felt every single one down to his core, and it made him harsher than usual. He cupped Matt’s balls because he enjoyed the way they felt in his hand. He took him so deep he gagged. It just made Matt’s cock slicker and his moans louder, which compelled Alex to do it again.
Christ, he sounds good.
Alex completely forgot Matt’s ass, and the reason for the blowjob to begin with. It was supposed to be a distraction while he loosened him up a little. Now it turned into Alex’s own deviant indulgence as Matt’s body grew tighter under the onslaught. His hips started pushing up faster. His fingers in Alex’s hair tightened almost painfully, and it was obvious he was about to come.
Alex knew it even before Matt rasped, “Lex.” His voice was a harsh whisper, as if even part of Alex’s name was hard to get out. He pushed his hips up once more, using his hold on Alex’s hair to force himself deeper in his mouth. “I’m gonna—”
Alex milked him with his hand before Matt could finish, sucking hard and fast, making Matt pitch beneath him. With a harsh shout, Matt started coming, his cock pulsing in Alex’s hand, warm spurts of Matt’s cum hitting the back of his throat.
He took all of it, enjoying the taste of sex on his tongue and the feel of having Matt quivering beneath him. Alex sucked him until long after he stopped coming. Then leisurely made his way back up Matt’s body, licking at his abs, his chest, and the curve of his neck until he was hovering over him. Both of their chests heaved as the hunger ricocheted between them.
Matt was the one who brought them together, by cupping Alex’s face with both hands and pulling him down until their lips met. Their tongues brushed, sharing Matt’s taste, and Alex thought it was amazing he didn’t lose it right there. He was so turned on he was practically shaking with the need to come.
Matt wrapped one strong arm around Alex’s waist, bringing their bodies tighter together. Then he used all that brute strength to switch positions. Alex ended up on his back, with Matt’s thick body crushing him into the mattress as they kissed, openmouthed and desperate.
Matt shoved and kicked at his shorts until they ended up somewhere on the foot of the bed, and Alex couldn’t help but grab his bare, tight ass. He pulled them closer together, needing to be in him so badly it felt like he was burning from the inside out.
Matt broke the kiss to attack Alex’s neck, whispering against his sensitive skin, “You want me to return the favor?”
He cupped Alex’s dick through his jeans, and Alex nearly came off the bed.
“Fuck, don’t!” He panted and grabbed Matt’s hair as a distraction. He tugged his mouth back, capturing his lips. Then he breathed into his mouth. “Will you let me—”
Alex paused, hating that it was happening like this. He wanted to seduce, not beg for it, but that’s exactly what he was doing. A pity fuck wasn’t how he planned it.
“Let you what?” Matt asked, his voice a low murmur as if afraid to ask what Alex couldn’t say out loud.
“Look, I know you’re straight and—”
Matt huffed. “I don’t think I’mthatstraight.”
Alex blinked, studying Matt’s amazingly light eyes that almost seemed to glow in the dimness of the room. He cupped Matt’s cheek rough with the first signs of stubble and then trailed his fingers up to Matt’s forehead to rub at the crease between Matt’s eyes that formed while he waited for Alex to find the right words.
“I need you,” Alex admitted with a sigh of defeat. “All of you. I know you’ve never done it before, but…”
Alex’s voice trailed off. He bit his lip and met Matt’s gaze.
God, please don’t make me spell it out.
More out of desperation than any sort of suave move to seal the deal, Alex pulled Matt’s lips back to his. He let Matt push his tongue into his mouth and then thrust his hips against the big linebacker in reaction, needing the connection.
Matt broke the kiss and was silent for several long heartbeats before he said in a low, choked voice, “Okay.”
Alex stared because he didn’t expect it to be that easy without hard-driving need to pave the way. Matt had just come. He should be shoving Alex away and getting to the freaking-out portion of experimenting with a guy, not offering up his ass for the taking.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Alex asked, even if he wanted to kick himself for it.
“No.” Matt let out a broken laugh. “So you probably ought to make your move before I change my mind and give you a different part of me than you’re asking for.”
Alex heard the threat. Matt wanted him too, as inon topof Alex, fucking him; something Alex never did. That was an issue, but he didn’t really pay attention to the warning of incompatibility.
