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“Don’t care. Keep kissing me.”
Now my body was splayed over his. Had I climbed on top of him, or had he dragged me over him like this? I was in a fucking Watson haze and couldn’t remember anything but him.
“Fuck, H.” Watson groaned into my mouth. “We fit so good together.” He gripped my hips as he rutted against me. “You make me so hard. You smell so good, and I just want to touch you, taste you, do everything I can with you. You want that, too, I know you do.”
Don’t come, don’t come.Because I could right now. The way Watson was dirty talking, breathing, and grunting at me in the dark. His body was so big against mine, and fuck, I had never been with a guy like this before.
“Let me touch you,” Watson whispered, and that brought me right back to reality.
I broke our kiss so that I could stare down at him. “Like touch me, touch me?”
“You don’t want to touch me?” He nipped at my jaw, and I whimpered. “Yeah, you totally do.” He started to slip his hand between us, but I grabbed his hand.
“Watson, our parents are right down the hall.”
“You can’t be quiet? You want me to gag you?”
I hooked a brow. “We can’t... This is a terrible idea.” Suddenly I was flipped onto my back, and I was staring up into Watson’s face. “Not fair.” I pouted.
“If you say no, I won’t. But...” Watson started to tug my pajamas down my hips. “I think you want me to touch you.” I groaned when my dick popped out and slapped my stomach. “Lick you.” Wait, we were doing that, too? “Make you come in my mouth.”
I sat up on my forearms. “Have you done that before?” I watched as he wiggled down in-between my thighs, dragging my pants to my ankles.
“H, there isn’t anything that I haven’t done,” he assured me. “Nothing is off limits when it comes to sex with me.”
“Watson, you don’t—Oh sweet Jesus.” I whimpered when his tongue made contact with the tip of my dick, and there was no way I could stop him now, even if I wanted to.
A deep chuckle escaped Watson’s throat. “Should I continue?” he asked before he wrapped a hand around my shaft.
“Fuck,” I hissed. “Fucking fuck, fuck.” I was going to die tonight. This was all my dreams wrapped into one, not counting the one where he was fucking me, and that wasn’t going to happen. Not with our parents in the house with us.
“Holt. I need you to tell me that this is what you want.” Watson’s voice was stern. “Because I would never do something you don’t want me to do.”
I found him watching me with a seriousness I had never seen before. “Watson,” I whispered. “I want this more than you could possibly ever know. Please, please don’t stop. But I’ll warn you that I am not going to last long.”
Then Watson’s mouth was around the head of my dick. His tongue flicked against the slit, and I swore I might have blacked out for a second. I clamped my hand over my mouth to try to keep quiet. No need to wake anyone up. Watson gripped my balls, and I couldn’t stop watching him. He gagged when he tried to take my dick all the way but quickly recovered, and I was pretty sure I heard angels sing when he started to jerk me with one hand while sucking me off at the same time.
“Does... Does it feel good?” he stopped and asked softly, as his hand pumped up and down. Watson‘s tongue flicked over the head before he sucked my cock back into his mouth.
I dragged a hand through his thick hair. “Yeah, it feels so good. You make me want to come.” His eyes met mine. “You want that? You want me to come in your mouth, Watson?” His lips turned up, and that was all the reassurance I needed.
My hips suddenly had a mind of their own when that feeling ripped up my spine, but Watson didn’t seem to care. When I began to fuck his mouth, he took it like a champ. Took all my hot cum without missing a drop. And when I was done? My body was shot.
“Did you like that, H?”
How could one man be this sweet? I reached for him.
“God, yes,” I whispered. “You want me to return the favor?” I had never given a blowjob before, but I could certainly try. For Watson, I would do anything.
“You’re tired.” Watson pressed his face to my neck despite the fact he had face planted into the stairs. “Morning blowie?” he whispered.
I chuckled. “You’re on.”
***
I was awake long before my alarm went off, staring at the ceiling as the sun began lighting up my bedroom. My gaze drifted over to fix on Watson, one of the most popular drivers in NASCAR, two years running, my stepbrother, and now the man who had given me my first blowjob. I couldn’t tell him that, though. Watson was nothing close to a virgin—probably hadn’t been since before I even came into his life—and the thought made me break out in a cold sweat.
He was lying face down on the pillow, his firm, round butt on display, and I couldn’t help but reach over to drag my hand over one cheek. Wait, hadn’t he had underwear on last night? If this was a dream, I never wanted to wake up. Watson didn’t even move as I touched him. Didn’t make a sound. When I grabbed my phone to turn off the alarm before it went off in half an hour, I thought about taking a picture, just on the off chance I never had him here in my bed like this again.
