Page 46 of Rookie Moves

Colby puts the ornament back and lifts his head, eyes meeting mine. There’s a charge of anticipation growing in the air, and the sight of him sinking his teeth into his bottom lip has lust rushing down my spine to my groin.

“Colbs,” I whisper, sliding my hand around his neck and sinking my fingers into his hair. “Tell me what you want from tonight.”

His tongue darts out to wet his lips, and then he swallows roughly and shocks the hell out of me.

“I want to suck your dick.”

Heart pounding, I search his eyes for any sign he’s unsure about this. But I don’t find any. All I see is arousal and want.

A smirk crosses his face in a naughty promise, and I’m fucking here for it.

I answer by crashing my mouth onto his. I feel his smile against my lips as he curls his hand into the front of my T-shirt.

Placing my hands on his waist, I walk him backward toward my bed, and each greedy sweep of his tongue has my cock straining against my briefs within seconds. I manage to tear myself away from him long enough to reach behind me, and I pull off my T-shirt, tossing it onto the floor while Colby makes quick work of his own clothes. As soon as we’re completely naked, we’re kissing again.

Colby’s hand moves to my chest, his touch sending a thousand volts of electricity through my veins. Spinning us around, he gives me a gentle shove, and I fall onto the bed with a wicked grin.

His confidence has grown so much since we started this, and it’s only making me hotter for him.

The moment my back meets the comforter, he’s on top of me, and his tongue dives into my mouth again. Hands skating over my chest, he grazes his thumbs over my nipples and I shiver. Every inch of skin he touches is so sensitive.

Colby pulls my lower lip between his teeth, then ducks his head to kiss down my neck. My eyes roll back, and I tip my head, giving him more room. My back arches off the bed as he licks a path down my chest and sucks my nipple into his mouth before doing the same to the other.

I groan, goose bumps erupting across my skin.

Colby travels further down my body, and I spread my legs so he can settle between my thighs.

My cock throbs at how good he looks between my legs. I need to remember to go easy on him. The desperation to feel the hot heat of his mouth around my dick has my brain misfiring.

I prop myself up on my elbows, drinking in the sight of him. Hazel eyes lock with mine. They’re darker, simmering with arousal, but there’s also a hint of uncertainty there. Like he’s doubting himself, despite the confidence he’s obviously feeling.

“Want me to talk you through it?” I ask, already feeling breathless.

Arousal dances in his eyes as he gives a silent nod.

“Wrap your hand around the base.”

He does, and without me having to ask, he gives my cock a slow pump of his fist. I let out a shaky breath.

“Start by taking the head into your mouth. Wrap your lips around it and give it a suck. Doesn’t have to be too hard, but don’t use your teeth.”

Warm lips wrap around the tip, and he sucks gently. I let out a low moan when his tongue immediately strokes the sensitive skin. He smirks around me, eyes lighting up.

“Holy fuck, Colbs. Do that again,” I beg needily.

While he continues to suck and flick his tongue over my swollen head, I take his hand off my cock and spit into his palm.

“Now, stroke me at the same time,” I say between strained breaths. “You don’t have to take me any deeper. Just keep doing that.”

Colby’s hand returns to my length and begins to stroke. He must have remembered how I like it because he tightens his grip, and the pressure of his mouth increases as he gets more familiar.

He’s barely had his mouth on me for two minutes, and I’m already close. Sweat trickles down the side of my neck, and I reach out, threading my fingers into Colby’s hair as my other hand grips the sheets beneath me.

Without warning, Colby takes me further into his mouth. I watch as my cock disappears between his stretched lips inch by inch. His strokes become jerky as he struggles to find rhythm as he bobs his head.

“Fuck, Colbs,” I groan between gritting my teeth. The muscles in my neck tense as I try to stop my head from falling back. I don’t want to miss a second of this. “Play with my balls.”

The hand wrapped around my cock stills at the base, and he shifts without releasing my cock from his mouth until he can cradle my balls with his other hand, and gives them a gentle tug.