Page 126 of Deceptive Games

His hand ran between us and I jerked, smacking my head on the wall and making him cringe.

“Shit, sorry. I’ll stop.”

“I like kissing you,” I whispered awkwardly, knowing I had his attention. “But I can’t take things further than that.”

“We can just do this,” he promised, leaning in to kiss me again.

My brain said not to take things further, but my hands didn’t get the memo as they slid up his shirt to his abs, a groan leaving me as I ground against him.

“Slow down or you’ll freak out on me,” he warned as he pulled back a little, making things worse as he pulled his shirt off. “Bed.”

My cock hardened more when he turned to kick his pants off, leaving him standing in front of me in only his boxers. I swallowed nervously as I pulled my shirt over my head to do the same.

“Jense?” I said softly, hesitating before moving towards him.

“Yeah?” He was watching me curiously, waiting to see what I’d do. There was no way he’d make a move before me.

“I don’t know how to do this,” I admitted, and he raised an eyebrow as he reached out to undo my pants, pushing them down my legs.

“There, super easy,” he teased as he turned to switch off the light, making me snort.

“I know how to undress myself.”

“Get in bed and stop stressing,” he smiled before plunging us into darkness, taking my hand and pulling me towards the bed.

I automatically curled into him once we were under the covers, our legs entwined as he slid an arm under my head.

“Relax,” he murmured, making me realize how hard I was breathing, his hand sliding across my middle.

“I’m trying,” I joked, my breath catching when he nuzzled into my neck to tease my earlobe with his teeth. “That’s not helping, dude.”

“Do you want me to keep my hands off you?”

“No.”

“Good,” he murmured before finding my mouth in the dark with his.

There was less rush this time as we slowly made out, my hands ending up in his hair to pull him closer once I’d relaxed more. I was practically panting when he moved his lips from mine to my jaw, leaving kisses down my neck and chest.

A desperate groan left me as my cock brushed against his thigh, his hand dropping lower but stopping before he could slide it into my boxers.

“You want me to touch you?”

“Yes, but no,” I said with frustration, making him chuckle as he nibbled my ear.

“I want to touch you. It’s just you and me, Luke. Let me get you off and then we can go to sleep.”

“What about you?” My voice was tight, and I couldn’t believe I was considering it.

“I’ll probably come the second I put your cock in my mouth,” he whispered, his fingers finally sliding inside my boxers to grasp my painfully hard dick.

My thighs tensed and he went back to kissing me to keep me relaxed, and I hesitated before sliding a hand down to his boxers. He was just as hard as me, and as much as I knew I didn’t want to put it in my mouth, maybe I could jerk him off?

He cursed when I wrapped my fingers around him, my hips lifting off the bed slightly as he ran his thumb over my tip.

“You’re leaking so much precum for me,” he mumbled against my mouth, and I knew I wasn’t going to last long. “Kick your boxers off for me.”

“Why?” I asked, immediately tensing.