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The moment we’re through the door to his room, he pulls me close, and his lips find mine. Mine part eagerly, and his tongue pushes its way inside. He tastes like butter and smells like mint, and my whole body vibrates, wanting to be closer. My hands slide around his back, feeling the muscles bulge under the thin fabric of his shirt. He’s so fucking ripped it isn’t funny. I’m basically the polar opposite, lean and lanky, the epitome of a geek, except for the tall part. I’m a good bit shorter than him and have to arch my neck to kiss him right, but the way he cups my face, holding me to him, is perfect.

We find our way to the edge of his bed, and he guides me back, all the while keeping his mouth on mine. His tongue takes control as my cock grows harder, and he hovers above me. It’s like the warmth of his body wraps around me, which shouldn’t be possible. He’s not even touching me, but it’s there, the heat wrapping me in a blanket of him.

His mouth moves to pepper kisses across my jaw and down my neck, and when his tongue circles the crease between my neckand shoulder, sending a shiver through me, my hand moves to his ass and grips him tight.

I pull him against me, his hard cock pressed up against mine, and I lift my hips as I squeeze his ass again.

He moans.

“Oh, yeah.”

My cock pulses, begging for more friction. I lift my hips again, and his suction on my neck strengthens as he grinds against me. One hand grips the back of my neck, the other on my hip, encouraging me on.

“Cos,” I sigh, and his grip tightens.

His mouth comes away with a sort of pop as the suction is released. I bet there’ll be a pretty solid mark there in not too long. He hovers above me, with that cheeky smirk I’ve come to love.

“Can I kiss you again?” he asks, and I nod, but instead of moving to my lips, he pushes up, straddling my legs, tight round ass resting on my throbbing cock.

“Umm, what…”

“You said I could kiss you.”

“Yeah, but then why…?”

He lifts the hem of my shirt slowly, his hungry gaze following it up, the backs of his fingers brushing gently against my skin and sending ripples of pleasure through me. My cock pulses, and one of his eyebrows picks up.

“If you liked that, you’re going to love this,” he says, and he lifts my shirt up over my chest.

He sweeps his fingers down my chest.

“I love these tiny freckles,” he says, licking his lips and then leaning forward to swipe his tongue over my hard nipple.

“Holy fuck,” I breathe, gripping the bedcovers at my side.

“That’s exactly what I like to hear. Don’t hold back.”

“Won’t someone hear me?” I ask, and he peers up at me through thick lashes.

“Most of the house is empty, but if you’re worried, I can put on some music, too.”

“Yes, please,” I say, and he reaches into his back pocket, pulls out his phone, and a few seconds later, the campus radio station is playing through the room. Loud enough to mask our voices but not so loud that he wouldn’t be able to hear me. He gently tosses it to the floor beside the bed.

“Now, where was I?” he asks, leaning forward again and sucking my nipple into his mouth completely.

“That’s so…good,” I sigh, and when he grinds his ass in circles on top of my groin, I can’t hold back and moan again. “Oh, god.”

“Hmmm, you taste so good,” he mumbles, sliding his tongue over to my other nipple, circling the bud with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth.

I close my eyes, trying to maintain a semblance of control, but my cock is about ready to explode with him grinding his ass on top of me. I breathe slowly, trying to hold my composure, as he moves his kisses down my chest, his ass lifts off my groin, and the mattress shifts as he makes his way down. I’m half convinced I’m dreaming and worry that if I open my eyes, I’ll find I’m alone, and this was all in my head, but then he unbuttons my jeans and my eyes fly open.

It’s not a dream. Cosmo is hovering above my waist, his perfect lips kissing along my V as he unzips my jeans.

“I want to taste all of you,” he says between kisses.

“I’m not sure I’ll last long,” I admit, and he licks his lips.

“That’s okay, I’m pretty sure I’ll come the second I have you in my mouth.”