13. Chapter 13

Chapter thirteen

Cormac

T he hour drive to Philly was killing me.

Not because I minded driving or even the route to Philly, though the Schuylkill Expressway was a trash fire on its best day.

No, because we were heading to Felix’s apartment, and he’d made it clear that fucking was on the table. And that had been circulating through my mind the entire night. My whole body vibrated with need, and after feeling what he’d been packing, the idea of taking that thick, long cock up my ass was…ungh. Did he even want to top me? Hell, I’d been topping for years, but when I met the rare guy I wanted to bottom for, it was game over.

And Felix, with his cockiness, his constant teasing and flirtation, his ease at directing situations? Yeah, I wanted to bottom for him real bad.

The skyscrapers of Philly rose before us, no longer silhouettes in the distance.

“You stopped midrant over Ulfbehrt swords,” Felix said. “Are you doing okay? And don’t bullshit me with paying attention to the road because I know you can multitask.”

The innuendo in his voice sent a hot pulse of lust through me, and I groaned.

“See, that. You’re killing me with that,” I muttered, gripping the steering wheel tighter.

“What? Thinking of all the things we could get up to in my apartment?” Felix teased.

My cock perked up at the idea.

“Like learning how to crochet?” Felix said, his tone innocent. The little shit.

“Not sure if you’d be ready for what I’ve got in mind,” I growled, giving him a taste of his own medicine.

“Mmm, if it involves you letting me tap that ass, I’m all on board.”

The car swerved.

I jerked the wheel, my heart slamming like I’d run a marathon. My mouth dried. He was offering the exact thing I’d been hoping for.

“Is that a yes?” Felix said, the amusement dripping from his words. “As long as we get to my apartment in one piece, I’m happy to oblige.”

I swallowed hard. He was going to kill me.

By a miracle, we made it to his apartment in one piece, even though he’d teased me a bit more along the way. Lord, he was driving me crazy. If it were just lust, this wouldn’t be so bad, but no, the bastard made me feel seen. He’d pushed back at me at my family’s dinner, and my brain hadn’t stopped mulling over what he’d said.

He wasn’t wrong.

I’d gotten so used to being in the background that I let it happen.

However, if tonight he offered center stage with him, I would nut up and steal it.

“You take the lead,” Felix said as we reached the steps. “I want to watch.”

Holy fucking shit. The blaze sweeping through me stole my breath. I climbed the steps to his apartment first, trying to push the fact that his gaze was glued to my ass out of my mind. Goddamn impossible. If I had any game, I might thrust my ass back or something, but I wasn’t used to being on the receiving end of attention. My cock had stiffened to a semi, threatening the fabric of my sweats, and I focused on not tripping.

When I reached Felix’s apartment door, he rested a hand on my lower back and one-handedly opened the lock.

“After you.” He gave me a slight nudge. The pressure of his palm lit up my synapses in the best damn way. I could lead when I needed to, but how Felix cut to the chase and spoke up was hotter than anything. It sliced right through the maelstrom of doubts about fucking a guy I’d believed to be straight. He clearly wanted this.

I hadn’t gotten several steps in through the door when Felix kicked the door shut. He tugged me by the shirt, and our chests collided with a solid thump.

I wasn’t sure who lunged in first, but our mouths crushed together. His lips were soft, his scent woodsy, and my whole body reacted. He moved his hands to my hips and brought us flush together. Thank fuck for sweats. His thick-as-fuck length pressed against my leg, making it clear he was as turned on as me.

Kissing him felt as natural as breathing, and restraining myself the whole day had been hell. I’d wanted his mouth on mine almost as badly as I wanted his cock to fill me up. Felix let out a low moan that vibrated against my mouth as he continued to devour me like he was starved. His tongue swept into my mouth, tangling with mine as he kissed me with a desperation that traveled straight to my cock. I hooked my finger in the waistband of his sweats. The feel of his bare skin scorched any rational thought from my mind.

Felix tugged at the hem of my shirt again, and a second later, he was peeling my tee up my body. I drew away for breath and to grab the back and yank it overhead. The fabric sailed to the ground. My skin prickled with awareness. It wasn’t the first or even the twentieth time I’d been shirtless around Felix, since that tended to happen at practice, but the context was different. He ran his fingers through the fur on my chest and launched back into another fierce kiss. The slight tug at my chest hairs combined with his vicious little nip to my lower lip had me melting to complete putty in his hands.

Except I needed to even the playing field. I’d been dying to see him stripped down for far too long.

I yanked his tee up, and he broke away from the kiss to shrug it over his shoulders and off. His lips were spit-slicked and glossy, and his dark eyes sparked with lust.

“Ditch the pants, gorgeous.” He swiped his thumb over the side of his lip.

Mmph, god. He was hotter than anything I could’ve dreamed up.

I took a step back and hooked my fingers into the waistband of my boxer briefs. It gave me a better view of Felix, his gray sweats low slung on those slender hips I wanted to lick and savor. My gaze paused on the glint of the barbells through his nipples. Heat roared through me, and my cock grew a little harder. Fuck. With his tousled black hair, dark, commanding eyes, and crooked smile I’d tripped and fallen for him the moment we met. I was beyond smitten.

“Going to just stare?” Felix teased with an upnod at my fingers still hooked in my waistband.

In one quick movement, I shunted both my boxer briefs and sweats to the ground.

“Your move.” I wrapped a hand around my cock and idly stroked it. A small burst of nerves pulsed through me. Felix hadn’t shied away when we’d frotted on his balcony, but part of me still braced for potential rejection.

Felix’s eyes widened, and he licked his lips.

“I’m on PReP.” I wanted to get that out of the way.

“I’m not, since I’m new to all this, but I got tested after my last girlfriend.” Felix ran his thumb against his waistband in a pure tease. “Don’t worry. I didn’t forget condoms and lube.”

“Had this all planned out?” I asked, a little breathless.

“Oh god, yeah. I’ve been thinking about sinking into your ass for weeks now.” The low pitch of his voice turned my knees to jelly. “I just wasn’t sure if that was what you’d want.”

“I’m vers, but I’m so damn on board with bottoming for you.”

“Good,” Felix said, a wicked glint flashing in his eyes. “Because I can’t wait to wreck that ass.”

With that, he ditched his sweats and boxer briefs in one go. I hadn’t forgotten any detail about his cock, the thickness, the significant size. He was a good eight inches, and I would definitely be feeling it tomorrow. However, I also wanted his cock more than my next breath. The idea of taking that monster got me hotter and hotter.

“You aren’t kidding,” I said. “I guess you’ve done a lot of wrecking with that thing.”

Felix stroked his cock, which was longer than expected for his shorter, smaller stature. It was bigger than mine, and I salivated all the more. God, I wanted him to fuck me until I couldn’t feel my legs anymore.

“Haven’t had too many complaints.” He winked and closed the distance between us again. He wrapped his hand around my nape, drawing me in for another kiss. I sank into it, the heady sensations sparking through my veins. Goddamn, he was everything. With both of us stripped down, every brush of skin sent flares through my system, and when his cock nudged against my thigh, I had to keep from sinking to my knees for a taste.

“How do you want to do this?” Felix murmured against my mouth. The slight edge of vulnerability in his voice told me the nerves were setting in, but gay sex was something I’d done plenty.

“Let me ride you.” I gripped his hip tight. Fuck, the feel of his smooth, hot skin against my palm…ngh.

“Yes. Definitely yes,” Felix said a little too fast. He tilted his head toward the couch, right by his balcony. My heart fluttered with excitement. The other night, the thrill of being exposed like that, out in the open, had ticked boxes I wasn’t even aware of having. The idea of someone catching us fucking, even from a distance or an open window, sent flames coursing through me.

“Let me grab the condoms and lube.” He dipped down and rummaged through the pockets of his sweats. Once he straightened, he threaded his fingers through my free hand. With that, he gave a light tug and led the way toward his couch.

Our steps echoed in the loaded quiet between us, brimming with anticipation. The sheer electricity coursing through my veins was all I could focus on, that and the dead sexy man leading me toward the couch. He settled back on the cushions and spread his legs open. His cock jutted out between them, proud and prominent. Precum beaded on the tip, and I swiped the droplet with my thumb and sucked it into my mouth. The salty burst on my tongue sent a shiver through me.

The amber lighting amplified the warm hue of his smooth, bronze skin, and my mouth watered with the need to taste him all over. Except he was already ripping the wrapper of the condom open and rolling it down over his cock.

“Pass me the lube.” I held out my hand.

Felix crooked an eyebrow, the move effortlessly hot. “And take away the fun of prepping you?”

My cheeks flushed, and I stepped forward, drawn by the lure of what he offered. Summoning my bravery, I closed the distance between us and straddled him. I was so much larger than him, so I tried not to crush him when I settled down all the way.

“I might be smaller, but I’m not fragile.” Felix gripped my hips and pushed me down. My heart thudded hard, and the rip of the other packet echoed through the room. Felix squeezed the lube onto his fingers, reached around, and glided his fingertips along my crack. This close, I had no way to hide, something I wasn’t used to.

Whether it was disappearing into someone else’s pleasure or dissolving into the background, I’d become a pro at fading into the distance.

Except Felix put me front and center every time.

My skin prickled with the vulnerability, but my cock was so hard it was dripping. It brushed against his, and a shudder raced through me. He circled two fingers around my hole, and I didn’t restrain my gasp. Fuck, that felt good.

“I haven’t bottomed in a while, but I like the sting.” I chewed on my lower lip.

“Well, you’re full of surprises, Cor.” He continued to tease my hole. Pre-cum beaded on the tip of my cock, and a little dribbled down the length. Without further preamble, he pushed his fingers inside me, and the breath snagged in my throat. “Mmm, wait, this was the real surprise. Holy fuck. The way you’re squeezing my fingers is so goddamn hot. If I sink my cock inside you, I might never leave.”

God. Damn.

Felix had always been a flirt. A tease.

But I’d never suspected he was also a dirty talker.

“Anyone tell you you’re filthy?” I breathed out, trying to realign my dizzied mind. The lust pumping through my system made it too hard to focus on anything else.

“Not really,” he said, a cocky smile on his lips. “If they’re still coherent after we fucked, I’m doing something wrong.” He quickened the tempo of his fingers in and out, in and out, then slid in a third. The fullness stretched me perfectly, but I braced myself for the length and girth of that monster he wielded. My fingers moved on automatic, mapping out his chest as if I could imprint the feel of it to memory. He crooked his fingers, and fireworks exploded. A moan slipped from my lips, and the temptation to ride his hand reared in a big way.

“I’m ready.”

“Well, maybe I’m not,” Felix teased, that wicked glint in his eyes. I’d always known he’d be trouble, but I’d never expected this .

“You sure about that?” I rose onto my knees, and his fingers slid out of my ass. While I missed the feel of them, my eye was on the prize. Not hesitating, I positioned his cock in a direct line with my hole. The tip brushed against me, and electricity burst through my veins. I sucked in a sharp breath.

“Go ahead, gorgeous. Take what you want,” Felix said as if he knew what his taunting did to me. With the dirty words pouring from his lips, it was hard to remember this was his first time with a guy. His first time with me.

Under the heady intensity of his gaze, I crawled out of whatever shell I’d hidden behind. Instead, I basked in the way he lit me up from the inside out, and that focused attention drove my need even hotter. I didn’t just want to be good for him. I wanted to be unforgettable.

I sank down until the head of his cock pushed inside me. The thickness stretched my walls, and I huffed out a breath. Felix watched me with rapt attention, suddenly quieting.

Determined, I began to get my hole used to his girth with slight up and down pumps. My quads were going to be screaming after this, but I didn’t give a damn. Not if it meant I had Felix’s cock buried in me so deep I could taste it.

Inch by inch, I descended, the sting keeping me on edge. Except I liked that little burst of pain, so I continued rather than giving myself ample time to adjust. His cock stretched me in a way I craved, the intensity, the fullness something I’d never found. The descent felt a little endless as I lowered onto his cock bit by bit, and the sheer girth and length of him robbed me of my senses. All I could focus on was how he filled me to bursting, how deep inside me he’d reached.

Finally, I sank all the way down until my ass brushed against his groin.

“Look at you.” Felix trailed his fingertips through the fur across my chest. “Sexy thing, taking all of my cock.”

That mouth was criminal.

I didn’t wait for him or for myself to adjust. No, I pushed up, and his cock glided against my walls, keeping me nice and open the whole time. And when I dropped down again, my eyes rolled back in my head. Pleasure punched through me in a dizzying wave.

Fuck, I wasn’t going to last.

My legs bracketed his, and he leaned against the cushions, my cock skimming against his chest with every shift.

“Shit, you’re so fucking tight.” Felix breathed out, settling his hands on my hips. Normally, I would’ve felt self-conscious riding him like this, worried I’d crush him, since he was smaller. However, Felix brimmed with such confidence and was so vocal it washed away my fears. Besides, the thickness of his cock, the length obliterated any other thoughts from my brain.

My ass would be sore tomorrow, but it was so damn worth it.

I fucked myself on him in earnest, my mind blanking with bliss as he sank in home again. My cock was leaking, dripping onto his stomach, but he didn’t seem to give a damn. No, his gaze roamed me with a voraciousness that made me shiver. That made me feel beyond seen.

Felix gripped my hips so hard his nails bit into the skin, and I savored that hint of pain, which kept me grounded in the moment. He thrust his cock at a steady pace, the sort of slow build that had me burning up from the inside out. Even though I wanted to quicken my movements and race toward the inevitable crescendo, I couldn’t. Not with his thick cock stuffed inside me and his hands on my hips, guiding me. I loved the way he took the reins a little too much.

In fact, I liked everything about him a little too much.

Sweat broke out on my temple as he fucked into me with that slow headiness that trickled through me like honey.

“I want to keep you around my cock like this forever,” Felix said. “Fuck. You feel like sin.”

His dirty talk went straight to my head, swirling around there in my bloodstream. Before I could say anything back, he thrust up, driving hard into me, brushing against my prostate. The burst of pleasure robbed me of speech, sense, anything really. I rested my hands on his shoulders, bracing myself, and rocked rock up and down on his cock, moving to his direction. My thighs started to burn, but I couldn’t stop if I wanted to. My balls were heavy, the ache in them intense with the need to come, but I also didn’t want this to end.

His attention lit me up from the inside out, and I floated, lighter than I’d been in a long, long while. Felix kept up that slow, measured pace, and his gaze flicked to the balcony beside us. We were fucking right beside the glass door, illuminated and bared for anyone to see. A shiver raced down my spine. The fact that he wanted me on display like that got me even hotter.

“That’s right, Cor,” Felix purred. “Fuck yourself nice and good on my cock.” He ran one of his hands up my torso, tangling in my chest fur, then farther to my nipple. He flicked at it, and a burst of lust traveled through me. “You look so sexy like this.”

My whole body flushed at his words, at the way his eyes glowed as they roved across me. His thick length dragged against my walls, stretching me to the max, but I loved it. How he filled up every part of me, drove in so deep it was like we could somehow become one. As if each collision together was us trying to just meld together, to lose ourselves in each other.

My breaths came out faster, and a droplet of sweat tickled as it trickled down my back. My thighs burned, but I met each thrust of Felix’s, needing that hit of pleasure when he slammed his cock in deep. The salt of his sweat and his woodsy essence drugged my senses as we shifted back and forth in this inexorable dance.

“Fuck.” I breathed out, the ache in my balls growing so intense I could barely stand it. That tension grew as I neared closer and closer to the precipice. “I’m so damn close.”

“Hold on a little longer for me.” Felix shifted his hips faster. His breath hitched, and his features mesmerized me. The furrow of his brow in concentration, the sharp frames of his glasses highlighting his dark, wicked eyes. The angular chin, the arch of his nose, the purse of his defined lips as he fucked me with deliberate thrusts. I tipped my head back, riding him for all I was worth. Each push inside sent waves of pleasure through me, and holy fuck, I was going to combust.

“Please.” I gasped.

“You’re so perfect.” He reached down and wrapped his hand around my cock. One tug, two, and I couldn’t hold back the floodgates anymore. “Come with me.”

The command was all I needed. My orgasm crashed in like a breaker to the shore, and I got swept away by the current. My cum splattered out of me, a few flecks hitting my chest. My lashes fluttered, but my vision blanked in the wake of the sheer pleasure burning through me like liquid fire. This wasn’t a release. No, it was a goddamn transformation.

Like this, in Felix’s arms, I was unmade and pieced back together, and his grip on my hip, the pulse of his cock as he unloaded into my hole, kept me tethered to him. My legs trembled from the force of my orgasm and the strain of riding Felix on his couch. Fucking worth every sore muscle tomorrow. I slowly forced my eyes open. Felix’s cum-covered hand was still wrapped around my flagging cock. His head tipped back against the couch, a few stray curls plastered to his forehead.

“Well, that blew more than my mind,” Felix said, a dopey grin on his lips.

I shook my head, shoving down the butterflies fluttering rampant in my chest. Slowly I extricated myself from the tangle of limbs we’d turned into, and his cock slid from my hole. I winced. Yeah, I’d be feeling that tomorrow, and I loved it.

“Seriously, how are you this chill?” I walked into his bathroom.

“Pretty sure the orgasm helped,” Felix drawled.

I shook my head, grabbed a few washcloths, and ran them under the water. I padded back, my hole twinging and my legs still a little limp after the way he’d wrung me out. He reached for the washcloth, and I handed it to him, even though I was tempted to kneel and clean him off with my tongue. Even after the best orgasm of my life, I hadn’t gotten enough of him, not the slightest.

If I could wake up with him every morning, worship him every night in bed, it still wouldn’t be enough.

I was in way over my head.

I wiped down my stomach, then trailed the washcloth between my cheeks to my sore hole.

“Seriously, that was so fucking hot.” Felix looked at me with a hunger that made me shiver.

“No complaints here.” I pointed to his flagging cock. “You’ve got a beast between your legs—you know that, right?”

“That’s what I’ve been told.” He winked, that cocky charm effortless. His curls were swept over his forehead, and the smirk on his lips had my heart speeding up.

Sudden discomfort rippled over me. What was the protocol here? Did I go home? We weren’t dating, no matter how often it felt like it with whatever fake date pretense we had going on.

Before I could say anything, Felix crooked his finger. “C’mere.”

My body obeyed. I leaned forward, and he met me midway and planted a soft, slow kiss on my lips.

When he pulled back, his eyes met mine. “You’re staying tonight.”

His tone brooked no arguments, and I wouldn’t put them up, even if I should be safeguarding my heart.

Although it was too late for me.

I’d already fallen.