Page 95 of Solar Shadows

He wants?—

Ollie broke the kiss, pulling away from me.

The temperature dropped, cold reality creeping in. He didn’t want me. Any moment now he’d roll off the bed and run for the hills. Tell me he made a mistake, resort to indifference again, leaving me to languish in my regret with blue balls.

Yes, regret for not stopping this. For letting things move too quickly.

“Ollie, I?—”

He pulled off his shirt.

I gasped at the sight of his big chest, eyes locked onto the fine whorls of dark hair. My hands lifted, trembling, longing to touch, to explore.

He took my chin, lifting my head. “Do you want this?”

“Y-yes,” I breathed. “Do you?”

He leaned in to kiss his yes.

Whoa.

“Can I take your top off?” he asked.

“S-sure.” My balls were orbs of tingling pleasure, the blazing anticipation spreading outward, my entire body a vessel of sensitivity. I might cum within seconds at this rate.

Don’t you dare!

I lifted my arms, letting him remove my T-shirt, my chest exposed to him.

So vulnerable, so amazing.

Carefully, he folded my T-shirt and put it down beside him. Then he unbuttoned his jeans, watching me with those enchanting hazel eyes.

I mirrored him, opening my jeans to expose the band of my underwear.

He smiled, then stood up, the bed rocking. Slowly, he slid his jeans down, taking his underwear with them.

His cock sprung free, as hard as a concrete pole staring me right in the face.

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.

Ollie didn’t come back down.

I looked up at him, nervous as if it were my first time. He smiled, sliding his fingers into my hair.

We didn’t need words here, only decisions. I could take this to the next stage, or slam on the brakes. We were both reeling from so much shit, and both dealing with the trauma of exes being back in our lives.

“Only if you want to,” he breathed, stroking my hair.

Pfft. Fuck any stopping mechanism. I did want this. I wanted to feel him, to lose myself in him.

So fucking badly.

Licking my lips, I took hold of the base of his shaft, his body quivering at my touch. I ran my tongue across the tip of him, slowly stroking him, reveling in his soft moans as I teased his throbbing cock.

Yum.

When his precum leaked, I saw it as my cue to devour him. I took him into my mouth, moving myhands to his firm ass. Those cheeks were like marble by way of a snare drum.