Page 32 of Sinful Nights
“Tomorrow night is perfect.”
A few hours later, Cole and I have the apartment set up for game night. Our space isn’t the biggest, so we had to push some of the furniture around to make more room for everyone. Cole made sure his speaker is set up so we can play some music; we have a stack of board and card activities, and we have an assortment of food and soda. All the guys arrive mostly on time, each person bringing something for the night. I’m not quite sure how they started their games night, but I’m so happy to be invited to them. I still feel like shit knowing that Cole attended a couple of these in a funk. To make it up to him, I’m hoping everything tonight turns out perfectly.
We snack on the food, and Bash passes out his famous margaritas. I don’t know what he puts in them, but damn, they’re strong. I have to remind myself not to drink too many of those, because even though they taste like juice, I know they’re deadly as hell. Some of the guys play strip poker, but I sit this one out, catering to Cole. Each time his cup gets empty, I quickly refill it. When I notice him staring at a certain dish of food, Iwalk over and grab him a scoop. He’s having a blast with his friends, and I’m glad he’s able to enjoy himself.
“Hey, I heard you got the job,” Jensen says, taking up the spot next to me. “Congrats, man.”
We fist-bump each other, and I tell him, “Thanks. I couldn’t have done it without you.”
“Well, that’s not true. I just managed to get your foot in the door. You did the rest.”
There’s a chorus of laughs from the couch, and I direct my attention to see what they’re talking about.
“I bought a pole for my bedroom. Preston has one, and I’ve heard Jonas enjoys it very much. So, I got one too, and damn, you would have thought Jensen had never seen me on a pole before. That man went wild.” Jensen hears his name and walks over, but pauses in his tracks when Lennox finishes his sentence. “I was barely on it for a few seconds before he pulled me onto the floor and fucked me right there.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” Jensen mutters, a soft smile playing on his lips. “It had nothing to do with the pole and everything to do with you.” Lennox glances over at Jensen, the two of them sharing a heated expression. Well damn, I know exactly what they’re going to be doing tonight once they get home.
“God, I tell you all this all the time. There is nothing more exhilarating than getting off the stage and having sex shortly after. I don’t know whether it’s the endorphins or the pent-up lust from the seductive dancing, but whew, there’s no feeling like it.” Declan fans himself dramatically, smiling at everyone. “I’ve been telling you all to try it. One night this week, when you get off, find someone to fuck and see if it’s not the most intense orgasm of your life.”
Cole’s eyes find mine, a question flowing between us. Is that something we’re ready for? Anal sex? Would he even want to? Would I? My mind drifts to what it would be like to slide intoCole’s body, and I shudder. Oh, hell yes, I want to do that. I would love to lay him down on the bed and explore his body in a way I never have before. The thought of Cole fucking me enters my brain, my heart racing. Damn, I want that too. But that’s going to have to be a conversation for later. As much as I want to kick everyone out of the apartment, I don’t want to do that to Cole.
The discussion shifts, and Bash grabs one of the board games to play. The next few hours pass by slowly as hell. While I stay engaged with everyone, all I can think about is whether Cole would move on to the next step with me. I have no idea how I’m able to keep up a conversation with anyone at this point. I’m hard as a rock in my jeans, my eyes constantly staying on Cole and watching his every move. Every so often, he’ll glance at me quizzically, and I have to try to fix my face. I don’t need any of the guys knowing where my head is at.
Cole’s cock.
And ass.
That’s where my thoughts are. And if they knew, they would never let either of us live it down. Luckily, Lennox starts yawning during one of the games, and the guys all agree that it’ll be their last one of the night. After saying goodbye to everyone, I lock the front door, then head straight into the living room to hunt down Cole. He’s standing in the kitchen, his headphones on his ears. With a black trash bag in one hand, he uses his other hand to pick up the garbage they left behind.
Nope. That can wait until tomorrow.
Walking over to him, I grab the trash bag from his grasp and drop it on the floor. Grabbing his headphones, I smirk when I hear Hilary Duff blaring through the speakers. Turning them off, I set them on the counter, then clasp his hand and drag him to the couch.
“Is something wrong?” he asks once we’re sitting side by side. “Did I do something wrong?” His hands twist in his lap, and I take hold of them, locking them in place.
“Everything is fine. More than fine. Things have been perfect. But my mind has been on an idea for the last couple of hours, and I wanted to talk to you about it.”
“Is it anal sex?” He asks eagerly, while he bounces slightly on the couch.
Laughing, I encircle Cole’s waist, pulling him into my lap. Trailing my fingers up his spine, I take his lips with mine, retreating slowly. “How did you know?”
“I might have been thinking the same thing. Ever since they started talking about it. I’ve been wondering if what they were saying is really true. Is it mind-blowing? More so, will it be mind-blowing for me?”
“It’s been on my mind too. I know it’s different for me because I’ve always enjoyed sex. But it’s still been special with you. Sex has never been this meaningful to me before. And yeah, after hearing their discussion, it makes me want to try it. With you. But only if that’s something you think you would want, too.”
Cole is nodding his head as I’m finishing my sentence, too eager to wait. “Yes, I want that. I want to do it. Fuck, I want to try it with you.”
“Okay,fuck,” I groan, pushing his hips to grind down on my erection. “Fuck,” I moan again, kissing him roughly. I sift my hands through his long locks, gripping them tightly. I never realized how much I loved pulling his hair. Any chance to pull and tug on the strands, I’m taking it. With a tight grip, I yank his head back, exposing his neck to me. First, I start by licking a swipe up the side of his neck, which quickly turns to me sucking on a certain spot that has him seeing stars as he grinds down onto me roughly. I stay latched on while he continues grinding on my lap trying to chase his orgasm.
“Wait, Oak, wait,” he breathes, trying to push away from me.
“Hmm?”
“I want to try something. But we can’t do it here. We need to move to the bedroom.”
“I’d follow you anywhere,” I tell him honestly. Standing up, I keep him in my grasp, my hands locked tight under his ass. As much as I’d like to carry this man into his bedroom, with us being so close in height, I don’t think I’ll be able to travel all the way down the hallway. I take a couple steps, my legs starting to shake more as I walk.
Cole laughs loudly, jumping out of my hold. “Maybe you need to up how much you lift.”
