Page 32 of Unscripted Love
I didn’t think about the fact that I just invited Chaz Hamilton to my bedroom. I only cared about showing him something that I never shared with anyone else. I opened my closet and pulled down a filing box where I kept my treasures.
“I’m really going to be pissed if this is a collection of ears or fingers,” Chaz said, slowly backing away from the box I set on my rumpled covers.
“You truly do have an active imagination,” I admonished playfully. “Nothing sinister about the contents in this box, but it might change the way you look at me.”
Chaz snorted and said, “Doubt it.” I pulled off the lid and tossed it on the bed. I didn’t put on the gloves I kept inside the box because I wasn’t pulling my treasures out of their protective plastic sleeves. “Is that…”
“The Uncanny X-Men comic book from nineteen sixty-three,” I told him.
“Holy shit!” Chaz exclaimed. “Could you be any more fucking perfect?”
“You don’t think it’s too nerdy?” I asked.
Chaz looked at me then with an unreadable expression on his face. “You’re like every perfect book boyfriend rolled into one sexy package. You can’t be real.”
I gently tucked my comic book back into its designated slot in my filing system and returned it to my closet. I planned to show Chaz just how real I was and didn’t want to get my realness over my rare comic books in the process.
Irecognized the look in Kyle’s eyes from the hotel room. He was about to pin me to the mattress and fuck me stupid, and I was going to encourage him no matter how wrong it was. I’d have an easier time severing my finger with a dull, rusty knife than resisting Kyle Vaughn’s charms.
Instead of confessing my secret, I asked, “You don’t happen to own a pair of geeky glasses, do you?”
Kyle’s smile widened as he gestured to a pair on his bedside table. “I use them for reading. You want me to put them on for you?” Kyle asked playfully.
“Yes, I do.”
Kyle’s rectangular, black frames emphasized the squareness of his jaw, giving him the appearance of a superhero. His mischievous smile made his chin and cheek dimples more prominent. I wanted him, and nothing was going to stop me from having him. I launched myself at him for a kiss when I couldn’t resist his sexy geekiness another second. Kyle’s mouth eagerly opened to my seeking tongue, and he lifted me to straddle him like I weighed nothing at all.
Kyle sat on the edge of his bed with me on his lap, and I wasted no time grinding my eager body against his until I worried I would come too soon. There were too many things I still wanted to do to him, so I tore my lips away while I still could. I whipped Kyle’s polo shirt off so fast it knocked his glasses crooked. I placed both hands on his chest and pushed until he lay flat against the bed. Then I took my time learning the contours of his chest and enjoying the rasp of his crisp chest hair beneath my palm. Kyle Vaughn was a masculine feast that I wanted to gorge myself on until I couldn’t take another bite.
I trailed my fingers through the line of hair that bisected his tight abs. I had no idea how much time it took to develop and maintain his physique, but I wanted to give his body the attention it deserved. I smiled when I felt Kyle’s muscles tremble beneath my touch and saw goose bumps popping up all over his gorgeous skin. The physical reaction I felt with his body and the emotional one I saw in his eyes were like a drug racing through my system, urging me to devour him. I didn’t listen though. Instead, I leaned forward and slid down so I could take the same journey with my mouth and tongue that my hands had experienced.
I flicked my tongue over Kyle’s pebbled nipple before I sucked it hard into my mouth. The groans I elicited from his throat nearly shattered my conviction to sip instead of gulp. I licked a path down his abdomen until I reached his navel. I took my time licking and nipping the sensitive skin there while he pushed his erection against me looking for relief. Instead of unbuckling his belt and opening his pants, I scooted further down his body and teased his cock through the fabric, not caring if I got them wet.
“Chaz,” Kyle growled while he fisted my hair and pushed his dick harder against my tongue. I glanced up his body and saw that his glasses were still skewed. I removed his specs and set them on the table so they wouldn’t get damaged. Kyle caught my hands when I reached for his belt, He whipped my T-shirt over my head and rolled me to my back.
“My turn,” Kyle said. The wicked gleam in his eyes promised that he was going to draw out my torture slash pleasure.
I loved having his hands and hot mouth all over my body, and I was just as eager and needy as he was by the time he reached the waistband of my jeans. Kyle tugging my belly button ring with his teeth was erotic as fuck. Every pull sent a zap straight to my balls and made my dick leak eagerly. I wasn’t even sure why I still wore the piercing until that moment when it increased my sexual excitement.
“Fuck me,” I urged. I didn’t recognize my gravelly voice or the desperate urgency that raced through me. I had never been vocal and demanding during sex, but I could tell by Kyle’s ragged breathing and flared nostrils that he liked it. I decided to push him more. “I want you to bend me over this bed and fuck me like you mean it.”
Kyle didn’t need additional prodding. We tore the rest of our clothes off as fast as we could, and I positioned myself on my knees in the center of his bed. I pressed my forehead against his mattress and presented my ass to him. I expected him to eagerly prep my ass, but instead, Kyle gripped both ass cheeks with his large hands and pressed his face between them.
“Whoa!” I said when he licked a path from my taint to the top of my crack.
Kyle pulled back and said, “Should I have asked first?”
“No, it’s just I’ve never…”
“Me either,” Kyle confessed. “It just seemed like the right thing to do.”
“Okay then,” I told him. Kyle took his time stretching me open with his fingers and tongue until I was a trembling ball of eagerness begging him to fill me. “Do me already, Dr. Dimples!”
Kyle chuckled over my exuberance as he rolled a condom down the length of his cock. “You’re so damn sexy all spread out for me like this,” he said, rubbing his hands along the back of my thighs. Then he pressed his dick against my entrance and pushed inside. The breath hissed from my body as he took his time penetrating me. I welcomed the sting and burn of his possession because it would only make the pleasure sweeter when Kyle started to move. He stopped so I could adjust to his size, and like the first time, he caressed my body to help me relax.
The position I had chosen made it seem like Kyle’s dick was impossibly deep inside me, but it felt incredible. I pushed my ass against him enticingly when I couldn’t take the wait any longer. Kyle pulled back slowly and eased back inside a few times testing my readiness, and it drove me fucking wild. I fisted the duvet cover beneath me and growled low in my throat as he tormented me. “Stop toying around and fuck me hard.”
Kyle’s restraint broke, and he snapped his hips forward, scooting me up the bed. “Like that, Chaz?” he asked. “Or do you want it even harder?” I loved the sound and feel of his balls slapping against mine with every hard thrust into me.