Page 3 of Project: FU (Longwood U #3)

I pull his shirt up, running my fingers along his spine. Then down, following the length of his sexy body until I reach the waistline of his pants. They’re loose enough that I can dip my hand under them.

My fingers follow the line of his crack. His heart races against my chest. He gasps quietly when I press two fingers between his cheeks and touch his hole. His entire body jerks against mine when I place pressure on it.

“You know what I want to do to you, Skye?” He shakes his head. “I want to feel you come on my dick. I want to see this tight hole stretched around my cock and watch you fall apart for me.”

He whimpers. This sexy man whimpers.

I smirk. “Want to do that?”

There’s no hesitation when he nods. I kiss the corner of his mouth and grab his wrist to drag him out of the club. I don’t turn toward the school. I head to where I’d been going to begin with—to Lathan’s.

Unsurprisingly, it takes less than five minutes, since I have us practically jogging down the road. I let us into the apartment above the bar and take a second to look around. Nope. He’s not home. Perfect.

I kick my shoes off at the door. Skye does the same. Then I’m dragging him to the guest room, slamming the door shut behind me. In the side table drawer, I find lube and condoms, which is fortunate since I hadn’t had this planned.

As soon as they’re on the bed, I turn to face Skye. He stares at me nervously, chest rising and falling as he takes deep breaths.

“Come here, gorgeous,” I tell him and watch his cheeks flush again.

Skye steps forward. The space is so small that it doesn’t take more than that single step to put him within my reach. I pull him to me by his waist, and this time, I don’t tease with a kiss. I cover his mouth with mine and kiss him deeply.

Skye groans, his body pressing flush to mine. His hands are only tentative on my stomach. He’s nervous. Which means I need to be slow and attentive until he’s comfortable.

“Just so it’s clear, if you want to stop at any time, just say so,” I tell him, making him look me in my eyes. “Understand?”

He takes a breath and nods.

“Do you want my dick in you?” I ask and watch as he turns bright red.

“Yes,” he says, voice almost a squeak of nerves.

I grin. “Then let’s get undressed.”

He lets me undress both of us, which I’m not slow about. There’s no finesse in getting us naked, nor when I push him backward onto the bed so I can look at the masterpiece that is Skye Davenport.

“Mmm,” I hum. “Beautiful.”

His cheeks are permanently rosy. That doesn’t change as I get on top of him and bring my mouth down to his. I press our cocks together, wrapping them in my hand and giving us a good squeeze.

Skye whimpers again, and seriously, that might be the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard coming from a man. I continue to swallow his sounds as I rub our cocks together, learning what he likes and what he really likes.

“Roll over,” I murmur against his lips, and he obeys, exposing that sexy little ass to me. “Mmm.”

I spend some time teasing his hole. Maybe a little longer than necessary. When he lets out a sound that’s almost a sob, I decide I’ve definitely been teasing him long enough. It wasn’t even intentional. He has a sexy little hole.

I get to learn just how tight it is when I finally begin lubing him. Stretching him. Watching the way his body shakes with pleasure.

I wasn’t anticipating him to be so sexy. So enthralling. My cock throbs as I roll a condom on and lie over him. I grip his wrist, pulling his arm under him as I line my cock up with his tight hole.

“You’re going to feel so good on me, Skye. You ready?”

He nods wildly. I think I’ve accidentally been edging this man. I’ll make up for that.

I push my hips down and listen to his choked gasp as I slip inside his hole. His body jerks, and I slow down. I continue slowly, gently. Listening to his body and his breathing.

“Okay?” I ask.

Skye nods. I grip his wrist tightly, making sure he feels safe and grounded.

“Relax. Let me inside you. I’ll make you feel good. Promise.”

It takes some quiet coaxing. Some encouragement. But he begins to relax under me as I make room in his tight body. God, he’s so hot. I’m not just talking physically appealing, but his body temperature, man. I feel like he’s burning me alive.

As soon as I’m in deep, his body twitches. His muscles tense. He whines and wiggles under me when I stop moving so he can feel my length take up residence in his body. That fucking whimper, though. That has the power to undo me.

I raise my hips, pause with just my crown holding his hole open, and then sink back inside him in one smooth, slow, gentle plunge. Skye’s moan is something out of a porn. And I should know. I’ve edited plenty. His body spasms. His hand reaches up and grips my hair.

“Feel good?” I ask.

He nods. “Yes. More, Nolan.”

I grin and press my face into his neck. “Trust me when I tell you that you’re going to get more until the word has lost all meaning.”

There’s that whimper again. He’s ready. He’s so, so fucking ready. I’m about to own this man.