Getting Him Back by K.A. Mitchell

Author:K.A. Mitchell [Mitchell, K.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781459294202
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-02-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Back in my room, though, indecision crept in. Connor had left with a wink and a “don’t wait up.” Did that mean there was a chance he’d be back?

Connor was all kinds of mellow about having a queer roommate, but how laid-back would he be if Wyatt and I were getting busy when he came back? There was the old sock on the doorknob, but everyone in this coed dorm was nosy and it felt like I would be exposing Wyatt to a Walk of Shame when he left.

I was halfway to convincing myself that I was one of those predatory gay guys the bigots are always claiming are trying to recruit innocent youth.

I was low on clean socks too, having given so many of them to Connor for defense.

After shutting the door, I stepped around Wyatt, trying to leave him enough space if he decided to leave.

“We don’t have to do anything. If you don’t want to. We could...talk.”

“Oh, hell no.” Wyatt went for the door all right, shoving my back against it and holding me there with his body. “You do not promise me a blow job and then go all therapist on me.”

His eyes were level with my chin, one bright and clear like the water in a swimming pool, the other one warm and dark. They were both intense, the feeling behind them sending the best kind of shocks to my nerves—to my dick.

“Okay then.” I leaned in and kissed him.

As hungry as his eyes had been, they had nothing on the way his mouth moved under mine. His tongue drew mine into an almost painful suction before his head tilted, and he groaned, opening wider.

I knew he’d said he hadn’t been sure about being gay, and for a second, my brain battled the hot rush of sex-now-please with sharp questions. Did he have any experience? Even with girls?

His arms wrapped around me, and I gave up thinking about it. Because this was going to be the best experience he’d ever had. I was going to blow his dick and his mind. Let’s see how cool and mysterious he could be with my mouth on his dick.

I spun us so his back was on the wall and kissed his neck, shifting from my usual angle to get at the spot under his right ear. “Hold on.”

I dropped to my knees and popped his fly, dragged his jeans and boxer briefs down to his knees and went for his cock.

He wasn’t all the way there yet. Maybe he’d been afraid to let go in case I changed my mind, but my breath on it took care of that pretty fast, the jut of red, veiny dick arcing up toward the bottom of his hoodie. I shoved the sweatshirt higher, out of the way, then stroked from his sharp-boned hips to his thighs.

I licked my lips.

His thighs trembled under my hands, but his voice was steady as he said, “You’re killing me.”

“Not yet, I’m not.” No way did I want him able to form words so easily.

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