JEFF
I sit up when Bible walks into the room.
I don't bother to ask him where he's been as I figured he needed some time to think about what happened today. He asked me to give him time to think about my confession and I am willing to give him all the time he needs to think about it.
I expect him to head straight for his bed but he hesitates at the door before walking toward mine. I move to the side to create room for him and he doesn't say a word as he climbs into bed.
I lower myself down behind him and lay an arm over his waist, pulling him closer to me. We lie for a couple of minutes staring into each other's eyes. Neither of us is willing to break the spell we seem to be trapped in.
I reach over and clasp his face in my hands, caressing it with my fingers. His breathing is unsteady when I drag my thumb along his lower lip, all the while maintaining eye contact.
Bible doesn't say a word or make a move to stop me. There is no need for words when his eyes tell me all it is I need to know.
I want him.
I want him with an intensity unlike anything I have felt before and the needs only seems to grow.
His eyes are clouded with desire and I don't bother to hide how the need from my eyes...
I don't know if I move first or he does or we both do, but our lips crash together in a feverish need. A low satisfied moan slips out when our tongues slide against each other and duel for domination. I don't know how many minutes we spend kissing but it feels like hours.
I let go of his face and slide a hand underneath his t-shirt, running my palms against his abs. He leans into my touch even as his muscles contract. We don't need words to communicate how we are feeling at this moment.
No.
Not when our lips slide hungrily against each other. So urgent and desperate.
Not when his touch burns a trail down my body.
No, not when his harsh breath blows harshly against mine. Our breathing strained and body trembling with need.
A hiss breaks through when his hand drops to my erection and I almost cum on the spot. It feels like forever since I have felt his hands on me when in actuality we were together just last night.
He pants against my lips as my hands roam over his muscles and my breath stutters when he slips into my boxer shorts and his warm long fingers grab onto my length, stroking softly.
I decide to return the favor working on his button but fumble at it before realizing that our position doesn't allow for it. I push him to his back before climbing on top so I can use both of my hands to undo his pants.
Bible moans low into my mouth when I manage to undo the pants, kissing me harder when I grab onto his length. My heart hammers in my chest and my moan turns helpless as his hands tease my body, his fist sliding from base to tip of my hard-on so agonizingly slow.
My lips trail his jaw and down his neck, his raspy breathing filling the room. Part of me acknowledges that the walls in the rooms are thin and any of the guys in the next room would hear is if we were loud but I don't care.
I can't bring myself to care about anything but the man lying beneath me. Driving me crazy with his touch.
With his reaction to my touch.
I'm not going to last.
He makes another low sound as my fist tightens around his length. I lift my head to find his face flushed and eyes grazed over as I pick up speed, his fingers flexing on the sheets and clenching hard. I lift my free hand and tangle my fingers to his, heart pounding so loud it mixes up with our harsh breathing.
I can tell he is close too.
I don't want to speak and ruin the moment.
I don't want to ask him to look into my eyes as I feel myself draw closer and closer to my orgasm. No, he does that on his own.
His sharp brown eyes find mine and I can see my reflection on them.
It's me he's in bed with. It's me that's getting him and not Build or his ex-girlfriend. I try to squash the jealousy breeding in me but it is useless.
Bible is mine!
I lean down and take his lips into mine as I feel my balls draw and a delicious pressure push into my spine. I shift my lips to his neck and bite down to muffles my shout as my body explodes a few seconds before he stills beneath me and spills into my fist.
It takes me a full second for the stars in my eyes to disappear and then I lift my head to stare into the eyes of the man who came into my life less than a year ago and disrupted it.
Before today, before this moment, music was the most important thing in my life but as I look down into Bibles eyes, I wonder how much of my life I will be willing to adjust to keep him in my life.
I squeeze our joined hands and search into his penetrative gaze.
I don't need to ask him if he has an answer for me.
No, it's written all over his face.
Bible is mine now.
Whether or not he believes my feelings for him, he's made a choice to stick with me.
