Page 31 of Strip Bare

"That's bold of you," I said, struggling to keep my voice steady as my mind whirled. This felt unreal, like I could have been dreaming. "Because I'm going to have you begging in the next five minutes."

His eyes flashed and my breath caught as he closed the last remnants of space between us and cupped my jaw. "I look forward to it."

Our lips met in a clash of tongues and teeth that made me groan, craving more of the taste of him. I bit his lip and he sucked in a breath, his hands curling in my hair before letting go and running across my shoulders and chest.

I knocked his hands away and backed him up towards the wall before kissing him roughly, loving the sounds he made as we learned each other's mouths. I took the bottom of his navy shirt in my hands and tugged until the buttons popped open and I kissed my way from his neck to his chest. Doing this in public seemed like a very bad idea, so I was relieved when he pulled back and guided me through the door to the back of the coffee shop, pushing me into a storage closet and using a mop to hold the door closed.

Then our lips met again, feverish with pent-up desire. He was ridiculously warm and he smelled like summer, sunshine and sweetness. I dropped down and licked a long line from his chest to his navel as he panted, leaning against the door as if for support.

I reached his jeans and my fingers shook as I opened his fly, eager to please him.

"No underwear," I said roughly, palming him as his cock tried to spring out.

"You're welcome," Kit said breathlessly around a laugh.

I stroked him firmly and that made him shut up, his head falling back against the door as his eyes slid shut. I felt like a god with him like putty in my hands, waiting to moan, willing to let me do whatever I wanted.

I dipped my head down to taste him, letting my tongue run across his underside before looping around to suck his head into my mouth. He was still sweet even here, just with a smokey undercurrent that had me reaching down to free my own cock from my pants as I moaned my appreciation.

I closed my hand around myself as I worked Kit with my mouth, taking him to the back of my throat and flicking his head with my tongue as I withdrew. Soon I had set a pace that had him panting, then pleading with me, and the delicious sounds of his moans made my hand speed up around my cock.

"Leo, Leo," Kit groaned.

I stopped teasing him, hollowing my cheeks out as I sucked and gagging a little as I swallowed him. I jumped when his hand found my shoulder, pushing me away.

"No, I want this to last." His cheeks were pink and a light sheen of sweat made his chest glisten as he pulled me up from my knees and kissed me. "If you keep doing that, this will be over before it really starts."

I smirked but it quickly faded when his hand reached for me, replacing my own.

"I think we need to focus some attention on you for a bit, okay?"

I nodded, my breath stuttering as Kit's hand worked torturous circles over me, until I felt taut with pleasure, dancing on the edge for him.

I sagged against his chest, panting as the warmth of him threatened to undo me. Of course, that was when he stopped, leaving me frustrated until I realized he just wanted to remove more clothes—which I didn’t have a problem with.

He stripped off his open-shirt and I followed suit, both of us removing our clothing as quickly as possible, frantic to get back to each other. But once it was done and I stood bare, I couldn't help but stop to look at him. Hours working out and playing for the team meant Kit's muscles were carved perfection. His thigh muscles flexed as he reached down to stroke himself and the hollowed out space in between his hip and his ass begged me to bite it. I'd seen him naked before, of course, in the showers after a game usually, but this was different. This time, I could look my fill.

His gaze was devouring my body just as I drank him in, until a smile touched his lips. "You're gorgeous."

"So are you," I said honestly. "Kit, it's... it's been a while for me. Since I..."

He nodded, the heat in his eyes not dulling even as his face softened. "We'll take it as slow as you need."

I nodded and stepped toward him, feeling suddenly shy, like the fervor had left me and now I was left with the clear-headed realization that this was happening. Kit and me. We were really going to do this.

His arms came around me and I shivered, despite not feeling the cold air. As soon as Kit's lips brushed over mine, any feeling of nervousness faded. This was Kit. I never needed to be worried with him.

He pulled back to look at me and nodded slightly, like he'd read my body and wanted me to feel safe.

This time when our lips met it was with hunger driving us, his tongue coaxing mine as our chests brushed against one another. He reached for my cock at the same time that I reached for his and I let out a small laugh that quickly turned into a moan as we taunted each other. God, we probably needed to make more of an effort to be quiet unless we wanted to get caught by the dark-haired girl working the register.

We moved to the ground and I felt wild, untamed, the hardwood floor cold against my skin as I rocked my hips restlessly. My cock twitched watching him crouch between my legs. Moisture glimmered at his tip and I licked my lips, wanting to taste him again, but the time for teasing was done.

Kit reached for his discarded jeans and snagged a condom from his wallet and I groaned. “Shit. We don’t have any lube.”

He looked to the shelf to my right and I raised an eyebrow when he blushed. “Don’t judge, okay? But this closet has seen a lot of action in the past so I just…” He reached behind a bucket filled with paper cups and pulled out a bottle of lube. Right then, I couldn’t think through my relief to be disturbed by the thought of how many other people had fucked in this exact spot. “Are you… prepared?”

I tried not to blush and failed when I nodded.

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