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Me and Jake are left together, laughing at how unhappy Marcus looks. Once our laughter has died down, it’s like we both realise that we’re finally alone, and we shuffle our chairs closer.

“How’s your night going?” Jake asks, and I can tell he’s looking around for my date.

I put on the best fake smile I can manage and lie. “It’s been good, thanks.”

“Where’s your date?”

I consider lying, but what would be the point? I let out a sigh. “She’s gone to be with the person she really wanted to come to prom with, but couldn’t. I think they’ve snuck off, so they can dance with each other where nobody is watching.”

Jake nods like he understands, before suddenly springing to his feet. “Come on.”

He starts moving towards the entrance to the hall, and for some reason, I follow him. “Where are we going?” I ask when I’ve caught up to him.

He waits until we’re in the corridor outside of the main hall, then he steps closer to me, a big smile on his face. “That sounds like a great idea.”

I shake my head, more than a little confused as Jake continues on, until he reaches the end of the corridor. He then pulls me into an empty classroom and locks the door behind us.

We’re close enough to the prom to still hear the faint beat of the music, and when Jake holds his hand out to me, I freeze. My heart is beating out of my chest, and I struggle to catch my breath.

“Dance with me. Just for tonight, let’s pretend,” he says, and I melt under the intensity of his beautiful chocolate eyes.

As I reach out to take his hand, I hope he can’t see how much mine is shaking. If he does, he doesn’t say anything. He simply laces our fingers together and pulls me close.

When we’re so close that our bodies are touching, he wraps his arms around my neck, and I don’t hesitate to grab hold of his hips, partly because I want to make sure he can’t pull away. Mostly, I just want to feel his body beneath my fingertips, where he belongs.

We sway to the distant beat of the music, not saying a word as we stare at each other, finally showing the emotions we’ve spent so long trying to hide. In that moment, I let him see just how much he means to me, and I’m shocked when I see the same expression reflected back.

His breath flutters over my face and I’m enveloped by Jake’s scent, making me feel more at home than ever before. I rest my head against his shoulder, and he presses a kiss against my forehead, which sends a shiver down my spine.

One song blends into the next, and we hold each other close, not wanting to let go. With each beat of my heart, Jake seems to embed himself deeper into my soul. His touch, no matter how innocent, sets my body on fire, and desire shoots through me.

I can feel him getting hard too, responding in the same way I am, and the longer we hold each other, the more difficult it becomes to ignore. When I finally lift my head off his shoulder, I see Jake’s eyes are dark with lust, and I can’t help myself. I lean forward and capture his lips with mine.

I’ve never kissed another guy before, and I’m surprised by how soft his lips are.That’s the only thought I’m able to have before Jake kisses me back and I lose all good sense.

What starts as a sweet, experimental kiss quickly becomes something that is all-consuming, and I can feel his passion bleeding into my skin with each frantic touch.

We kiss like this might be our last, tasting and claiming each other like it's something we’ve been doing our whole life. We seem to fit together perfectly; I take when he gives and vice versa. He breathes life in me with each flick of his tongue against mine.

By the time my back hits the wall behind me, I’m almost vibrating with need. Jake crowds his body over mine, not breaking the kiss for even a second as his hands explore.

They sweep over my arms, down my chest, across my ribs, and along my back, before resting on my arse. As he gropes at my arse, my grip on his hips tightens almost bruisingly, and I pull him impossibly closer.

I rock my hips against him, creating just the right angle for our hard cocks to rub together, and we both moan into each other’s mouths. Wanting to feel it again, I repeat the same rocking motion, and my eyes almost roll back in my head at how fucking good it feels to have him rubbing against me.

My hard cock is throbbing, desperate for more attention, and my head is swimming, as Jake removes his lips from mine and begins pressing kisses along my jaw and down my neck. When he reaches my pulse point, just below my ear, he sucks and nibbles in just the right way, and I can’t keep the groan of pleasure from escaping.

I don’t even think, I simply listen to my heart—and my dick—as I reach down and rub my hand across the bulge in Jake’s trousers. He throws his head back as he moans, rocking his hips to meet my grasp.

I curve my hand around his length, loving the way he whimpers against my skin as he kisses me. I stroke him through his trousers as best I can, feeling him grow beneath my touch, as he lavishes kisses along my neck and jaw.

When he finally brings his lips back to mine, he reaches down and places his hand against my hardening cock. At first, it’s likehe’s almost too scared to touch me properly, but as soon as he gets lost in our kiss, and he’s out of his own head, he acts on his baser impulses.

His hand grips my length, squeezing just enough to alleviate some of the throbbing pain, and I drop my head back against the wall as I moan.

Far too quickly, he removes his hand, but before I can protest, he takes my hand in his and moves it over to his zipper, making his intentions very clear. My eyes fly wide open, and I look at him assessingly, to be sure this is what he wants.

His dark, lust-filled eyes are hooded, but he doesn’t seem confused. He keeps his gaze fixed on mine as he slowly manipulates my hand into pulling his zipper down. I’m almost scared to speak in case it bursts our fragile bubble, but consent is a big thing.