Do I hate you? [BXB]

- Thirteen -

<James' pov>

What the hell was I even saying? Can I kiss him? What am I even thinking? - I was out of my mind.

Just because he was telling me he was jealous of Tripp, or because he was obviously blushing, or because his groaning was turning me on, or because he was literally asking for it, gave me no right to ask him such a question.

Despite thoughts swimming through my head about what was happening, my eyes were completely stuck on Cole's red face. It looked like he was over-heating and I noticed him wobble slightly. Not only that, but as his eyes glazed over and it looked like he was about to cry, he brought a hand up to his face and turned as far away from me as he could. Honestly, that only tempted me more.

I put his foot on the floor and the bench creaks beneath me as I lean up on it, my face closing in on the back of his head. I have one palm beside him and the other stretched out between his thighs, not touching him but close enough to feel the heat of him.

I watched as his entire body trembled beneath me; his skin white and pink in the heat of being this close and slightly aroused. His pink shoulders tensed and shook against my breath. I felt a great pleasure from being able to make him this flustered and nervous. What enticed me the most, finding my eyes following the slim muscles in his neck, I looked at his red ears and amused myself at his obvious embarrassment. I leaned in closer and let my lips brush along the top of his ear.

"I didn't hear you say no." I whisper this to him but back away quick as he yanks his head around to face me. I smirk at his bewilderment and slightly lick my lips, anticipating what was about to happen. My face moved towards his and he squeezed his eyes shut.

Please say yes. I'm losing patience and his reaction to me was extremely hot, so I was also losing control.

Just as I was deciding to pull away, not wanting to force anything on him, his face moved into mine. Our foreheads were touching now and, because he still wasn't saying no, I assume he's just too embarrassed to say yes. This was his answer.

I hear him take in a breath and hold it as our lips finally meet. I bring up my hand up from between his legs and gently touch his jaw as I slowly press into him. He's still tense and I can tell he's not confident enough to kiss me back entirely. Not only that, but his eyes are still shut hard and he's holding his breath. I ease up and pull away.

His head drops just before my shoulder and he pants. He might have finally got that bit out of the way, but I really wanted to show him that I could make him feel a lot better than that. I take up his chin in my hands and force his eyes to investigate mine.

"Relax, and this time, open your mouth." His eyes go wide again in shock and I put his mouth back on mine. I caught him before he could put his lips back together and our tongues glide against each other slightly. I lick his bottom lip into my mouth and we hold our breaths in a deep kiss.

I keep my eyes open slightly and watch as he, at first winces to the new experience but, eventually gives into the pleasure and lets his eyes close. I continue to move gently inside of his mouth, not wanting to scare him away, until I feel him begin leaning back into me. Our tongues glide together and I enjoy the softness of his mouth; the heat and wetness of it all getting mixed up in my head. My tongue motions a little harder against his, going deeper, and he manages to return the action. 

As I do this-and-that with my tongue, making him feel as good as possible, I graze my hand in a swift line along his burning skin: from his lip, to his chin, to his jaw, to his neck, to the base of his head - pulling his face closer to mine. He has no idea how crazy hot his face is right now as it unscruntches from a wince to something more satisfied and erotic, and it's causing something to react.