I ran my fingers over every detail before leaning in to run my lips over it.
“Luckiest day of my life,” I breathed as I tasted him.
Goose bumps came up all over his skin, and I ran my hands everywhere to soothe them. My lips moved up to the nape of his neck and sucked in a mark above the ranch GPS coordinates. He leaned his head forward as my hands slid around to his front and explored the bumps of his abdomen and the hair leading up to his chest.
His body was everything I’d never known I’d wanted. Tall, muscular, inked, plenty of hair except for the super-short buzz cut on his head… he smelled amazing and his voice had matured into an even deeper rumble than before. His eyes were the same bright green with new depths of something in them I had yet to determine. Fear, maybe… hurt… or had he seen shit while in the military that had become a part of him that way?
Otto turned and took my chin in his big hand, holding me still while he devoured my mouth. I moaned into him in relief that he was taking charge.
“Lie down, Walker,” he said in a rough voice that went straight to my already pulsating dick and made it even drippier than it had been a second ago.
I scrambled back on my ass and lay with my head on the flat pillow and my legs open in invitation. My cock alternated between pointing straight up my belly to my face and standing up to point toward the top bunk above us. It knew exactly what it wanted. I couldn’t remember this much precum dribbling out of me, even when I’d been a horny teenager and Otto had looked at me with that goddamned cowboy wink of his.
“Tug your balls for me.” His adult voice rumbled the same words I’d heard years ago when we’d fooled around. The guy had been obsessed with watching me play with myself. My hands immediately went to my sack and pulled it gently away from my body. I couldn’t help but close my eyes and groan in pleasure.
“That’s it. Just like that, Seth. Spread your legs for me, baby, and bend your knees. I want to see all of you.”
Oh god.
I did as he said and moved my other hand along my inner thigh to the warm skin behind my balls. One hand pulled up my sac while the other moved lower to run light fingers over my hole. My eyes were still closed, but I heard the sharp intake of breath and a rumble in his throat.
“Touch me, Otto,” I begged.
The touch was light at first, and started at one ankle. He ran hands up and down the hair on my legs to my inner thighs, stopping with his thumbs pressing lightly into the crease between my upper thighs and groin. His fingers flitted featherlight across the tightly pulled skin of my shaft before beginning the trek back down my inner thighs. What the fuck was he doing? He was going the wrong way.
That was when I remembered with sudden clarity the man was a master edger.
“No!” I barked before I could stop myself. My eyes opened wide and locked with his. His own eyes looked feral and already half fucked out.
“No, what?”
“Do not edge me, motherfucker. I know what you’re doing, and I will cut you. I swear to god, Otto Wilde. Don’t even think about it.”
His face broke into a guilty grin that was goddamned adorable.
“But I love edging you. You’re so easy to tease.”
“Otto.” I wasn’t proud of the whiny tone, but I was desperate.
He stretched his large body up over me and leaned in for a kiss. While I lost myself in the taste and feel of his mouth again, he must have searched out the tube of lube. Within seconds, I heard a snick sound and felt the cool gel hit my hot hole on the thick pads of two of his fingers.
It felt so fucking good, I accidentally bit down on his bottom lip.
Chapter 16
Otto
Otto,
The baby turned one today, which means I only have four more years before I can come running after you like a desperate psychopath.
Just kidding.
Kinda.
Walker
PS - starting my second year of college in a few weeks. Can’t stop wondering which school you chose.
(Unsent)
Seth Walker was even sweeter and cuter than when we were kids. He was so responsive to me, and in much the same way as he wore his heart and his emotions on his sleeve, he wore his desire all over his skin and face.
His chest and neck were blotchy red and his cheeks were flushed a gorgeous berry color. His lips were plump and raw from kissing my stubbled face and his eyes were the same clear blue that had been visiting me in dreams since I was a child. Right now, they were pupil-blown and half-lidded, and I couldn’t get enough of seeing him so desperate for me.