Page 33 of The Hookup Mix-up


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“I want you, Theo…fuck, I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you, but you’re my friend now, and I don’t want to do something to mess that up.”

Well, shit. That’s very mature and kind of Perry.

Still, “You won’t!” jumps out of my mouth like the words are running a race. “I want you too. I’ve been thinking about it. A lot. Have maybe jerked off to it.” No reason I shouldn’t give him the whole truth.

He buries his face in my neck and mumbles words I can’t understand before pulling back. “I swear, Puppy, you’re going to kill me one of these days.”

“Sorry?”

“I’m not sorry right now. Are you sure you want this?”

“Yes. Yes I am.” It’s more than flickered through my thoughts now. Him helping me study today, reading to me, all that just makes the tingling sensation I have for him grow. I want to explore with Perry.

His hand brushes against my cheek, palm cupping it, and…oh…that’s nice. I push into the touch.

“It’s just fucking around,” Perry says. “I’m not interested in a relationship. I don’t mean to sound harsh, and it’s not you. Friends with benefits would be awesome, but nothing more.”

I flutter my lashes at him playfully. “Can we start the benefits now?”

“Puppy…”

“I’m serious. I get it. I’m not asking to be your boyfriend. I’m asking for a redo on our hookup mix-up.” My hips rotate of their own accord, our dicks rub together again, and while the sensation of a cock against mine is so different from anything I’ve experienced, I can’t deny the zing of pleasure that skyrockets inside me.

“Fuck, you’re eager for it.” He picks up the laptop and sets it on the nightstand. “If I do anything you don’t like, tell me. If I try to go too far, tell me. If you realize you’re not into it, tell me. I don’t care what we’re doing or how far we go, if you don’t want to keep going, I’ll always stop.”

I don’t know if it makes sense, but it feels like my insides get mushy. I’ve never felt like I’m made of marshmallows, but I do right now. Like my body is made up of sweet, fluffy goo, and it’s all because of Perry.

“So does that also mean if I say go, you’re gonna hurry up and kiss me? Because I want you, but I also might need you to take the lead a little.”

He smiles. “Gladly.”

Our lips meet again, but this time, Perry’s mouth is soft, pliant, and actually moving. His tongue peeks out, my lips slightly parting so he can taste me—and oh, his tongue is in my mouth now, moving with mine. Perry thrusts against me, his hand still on my face so gently, while his tongue leads a dance with mine.

He kisses with his whole body, fingers tickling, body grinding, tongue possessing, and all of it makes my dick throb harder.

I tighten my legs around him again in a move I’ve had done to me, but not one I’ve ever done with anyone but him. I kiss him back, hard, deeper, exploring his mouth too, Perry easing off to let me.

My whole body is thrumming with electricity, like there’s a lightning storm, and I wonder if Perry will get struck by all this want inside me.

“Good?” he asks, pulling away.

“So…so…so good. Being bisexual is the best.”

Perry chuckles, his fingertips dancing down the side of my face—up and down, up and down. I lean into him again, wanting more.

“Someone likes being touched.”

“Yes. Mouth on mine again, please.”

“Jesus, you’re adorable.”

He kisses me like he owns my mouth, and I gladly let him take possession of it. Perry’s hand goes to my hair, tightening in the short strands, his hips rubbing and pumping like…well, like he’s fucking me. The friction through my sweatpants is maybe the best thing I’ve ever felt in my life. My thighs quiver, balls pulse, as the world slips away and I arch toward him, body liquefying, pleasure ping-ponging through me as my orgasm takes over.

Oh…that was quick. That was in my pants. That was hot.

“Did you just…”

“I did. I’d apologize, but I’m not sorry. I just wish I didn’t do it so fast.”

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