Dawson

Chapter 62


Scared.

I didn’t need to lose Nolan. I’d combat like hell to maintain him, and the way in which he touched me, kissed me, tugged at my shirt, advised me he wanted this too.

He wanted me simply as a lot as I wanted him.

So, I let him pull my shirt off, let him run his palms over my muscle tissue as I slid my palms down the waistband of my sweatpants he appeared to favor sporting.

I guided us by means of the kitchen into the hallway, the 2 of us hurriedly making an attempt to undress each other as if we’d die with out direct pores and skin to pores and skin contact.

My again slammed in opposition to the wall simply outdoors my bed room, items of clothes littered alongside my hallway like breadcrumbs in a forest. His lips caressed mine earlier than transferring to my jaw, and I couldn’t assist the groan that escaped my throat, or the involuntary thrust of my hips in opposition to his inflexible cock.

“I’m sorry,” I moaned into his neck, my fingertips shoving at his sweatpants and underwear.

“I’m sorry, too,” he purred as his fingers rapidly made a go at unlatching my belt. My cock throbbed beneath the constraining cloth, anticipating his contact.

The phrases that got here out of my mouth belonged to me, however they have been international to my ears. I’d by no means mentioned them to anybody earlier than.

“Guess you possibly can say I’ve been a nasty boy, huh, champ?” I murmured.

Nolan stopped his ministrations and regarded up at me from beneath his glasses.

There was solely a second of hesitation in his eyes, earlier than the flicker of understanding and the spark of lust took maintain.

Please punish me with that large lovely cock of yours… Make it damage.

“Sure, you might have…” he growled, licking his lips, his complete demeanor shifting. “You’ve got been… very unhealthy.” He mentioned the phrases as in the event that they have been one other language, one he’d solely simply began studying.

We’ll need to work on the supply a bit.

“How unhealthy?” I purred as I grabbed him by the hips, pulling him into my bed room, shaking myself out of my pants. Nolan did the identical, stepping out of the sweatpants, the sunshine illuminating his cock just like the true reward it was.

Nolan pushed me again in opposition to the mattress, bringing his lips right down to my ear. His breath on my pores and skin was scorching, inflicting my cock to twitch in opposition to his as he pressed himself in opposition to me.

“Dangerous sufficient I believe that you must be taught a lesson,” he whispered, his voice a little bit extra comfy.

I may really feel myself beginning to leak already simply from the sheer magnitude of his weight, the lust in his voice… and the truth that I used to be giving him management on this state of affairs was not misplaced on me.

However I trusted Nolan. I liked him, and that was all of the braveness I wanted as I let my guard down utterly.

“My safeword is ice cream,” I mentioned.

Nolan raised an eyebrow. “What?” he requested in shock, utterly breaking character in a manner that was in some way simply as endearing because it was humorous.

“I don’t like ice cream,” I mentioned, as if it have been the obvious factor on this planet.

“You’re a shame. Everybody likes ice cream,” he chortled.

I pulled him nearer as we fell again onto my mattress, wrapping my leg round his hip as I thrust my cock in opposition to his.

“Simply add it to my checklist of belongings you hate about me,” I whispered.

Nolan smirked. “It’s a protracted checklist, Dawson,” he mentioned, and he introduced his lips to mine.

“Then begin tallying up my punishments, child,” I breathed into his mouth.

Nolan smiled devilishly as he broke away.

“And also you say I’m the one who’s a brat,” he teased as he stepped away, leaving me uncovered on my mattress.

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