Page 100 of Perfect Storm
It was because Levi made him feel things when they were together that he’d long since dismissed as fantasies straight from bodice-ripping romance novels.
Sex couldn’t possibly be that good, because sex had never been that good for him.
“Bro, you really don’t,” Levi said, turning to him. He looked concerned, which was actually embarrassing. “I thought your meeting went okay?”
“It did.” Of course Levi thought him being tense was about his agent. It was cute he was worried, but that didn’t change how Aidan wanted to sink through the couch and die.
“Well, it’s a big step,” Levi said, touching his knee. “It’s okay to be stressed about it.”
Aidan wanted to scream. Especially when Levi’s hand lingered on his thigh.
Was it worse to admit he was not stressed about his sexuality—at least not in the way Levi seemed to think—than to come clean about what actually had him worked up? Aidan didn’t know.
“But I’m not really,” Aidan admitted.
Levi flashed him a confused look. “No?”
He told himself not to do it. It was not chill. They were hanging out like regular bros on the couch, playing video games. Like he’d do with Dawson or Landry. Or one of a dozen teammates over the years. Doing it now would be blurring some lines that hadn’t been blurred yet.
Aidan did it anyway, leaning over and pressing his mouth against Levi’s. Levi seemed surprised for half a second, but then he melted into the kiss.
Levi tasted like brunch, and underneath it something so distinctly Levi—a flavor it felt like he’d been chasing for months now.
It barely took a minute of increasingly deep kissing and heavy breathing for Levi to get the picture.
He pulled back, Aidan wanting to chase his mouth with his own, but he held himself back,barely. “That’s why you were worked up and distracted. You werehorny.”
It was still embarrassing. Even more now that Levi had said it out loud, in that soft delighted voice.
Aidan didn’t answer. Didn’t trust himself not to word vomit all about it onto Levi’s bare thighs.
Just sank to his knees, tugged down Levi’s micro-shorts and took his half-hard cock in his mouth.
Every time he did this, he liked it more and thought he got a little better at it. He wasn’t entirely sure those two things weren’t somehow intertwined. But then Levi sank his fingers into Aidan’s hair, and he couldn’t think at all.
There was only the weight of Levi’s dick in his mouth, sliding deeper and then deeper still. The bitterness of his precome coating Aidan’s tongue.
He felt lightheaded with it. With how good it was, and he wasn’t even the one squirming with pleasure.
Levi’s thighs tensed and the grip on Aidan’s hair increased, and he moaned in the back of his throat. Needing to feel Levi’s orgasm.
It hit a few seconds later, and Aidan swallowed.
“God damn.” Levi exhaled hard as Aidan rocked back on his heels. Admiring the way Levi had melted right into the couch, sleepy satisfaction in his eyes. “Guess you were horny.”
“Still horny,” Aidan whined, pretending his voice didn’t waver over the second word. It was still weird to be this into sex. To want it so much. Toadmitto wanting it so much. He kept half expecting Levi to make fun of him for it, but Levi only kept looking blown away by Aidan’s obvious desire.
Even now, he just gave Aidan a steady look and said, “I got you.”
Pulled Aidan back onto his lap, unbuttoned his jeans, and shoved his hand into Aidan’s underwear. It probably should have been additionally embarrassing how quick he got there, or all the noises he made as he came all over Levi’s hand. But it felt so good it was impossible to feel bad.
Jeans still undone, Aidan flopped back on the couch. Levi’s arm snaked around his shoulders, pads of his fingers brushing against the sensitive column of his neck.
“So you can say the word,” Levi teased.
“I can say horny,” Aidan said, but even he could hear the waver. It was even harder now, now that hewasn’t. Well, actually, he still kind of was. A low-level hum of desire that he’d had to learn with live with—though it wasn’t like he’d been doing a particularly good job of that.
Levi shot him a look. “It’s cute,” he said, like he’d jumped right over that Aidanbarelycouldand settled instead on how much he liked it.
