I watch him as he processes it, chewing on his cheek, with questions swimming in his eyes. I see the exact moment he accepts my answer—the curiosity leaves his features, and it’s replaced with a carnal type of desire.

His lips crash down on mine, tongue thrusting into my mouth, hands flying up to cup the back of my head. My hands grip his hips, hauling him toward me, bringing our bodies flush. He’s still wearing his underwear, but his very hard erection rubs against mine, causing a groan to bubble from my chest.

“On the bed,” I murmur against his lips. He pulls away from me, spinning on his heels, walking toward the bed, and I already miss his body against mine. “Lose the underwear too.”

The look he tosses over his shoulder as he hooks his thumbs into the waistband before shoving them down is wicked and dripping with temptation. The briefs slide down his legs and his plump, round ass comes into view, and I have to bite my knuckle to keep from pouncing on him and biting him instead. Those dimples above his ass do nothing but add to the allure.

On his hands and knees, he crawls on the bed until he reaches the headboard. Turning over, he situates himself at the top, thighs shamelessly wide open and inviting. This time I do pounce on the bed like a lion chasing its prey as I creep up his body, stopping to place kisses along the way.

As I straddle his hips, I wrap my fingers around his neck, lowering myself until my mouth brushes his. His lips part for me immediately and my tongue dips inside, licking and tasting every corner of his mouth. He arches into me, pulse thundering against my fingers, as my tongue strokes over his.

The hand not wrapped around his neck is resting beside his head, and when I pull back, his pupils are blown, and his cheeks are flushed as he stares up at me. My body is thrumming with need, from the top of my head, all the way down to the tips of my toes. The blood in my veins is on fire, burning me up.

“You okay?” I ask, voice hoarse.

He nods his head silently, biting his bottom lip.

Bringing my hand between us, I take his cock in my hand. It’s heavy against my palm, silky smooth, and so fucking hard. His brows pinch together, and he hisses through his teeth when I tighten my grip, stroking him from base to tip. My thumb slides over his slit, smearing his arousal around, before stroking back down.