Page 85 of In His Skates

His lips curl into a crooked grin, and his eyes spark with mischief. I can guess what’s on the tip of his tongue, so I add, “Do not say yeehaw.”

His brows arch. “How did you know I was going to say that?”

“I’ve been you for days.” I guide him to the couch, giving him a little nudge until he’s on his back.

“Right. So… you should know exactly what I like.” He plays with his erection, gliding his hand up and down his shaft. The veins on his forearm bulge, and damn if that sight doesn’t make me even wetter.

I stare at him, naked on my couch, looking at me with so much tenderness and desire that it makes me unravel. Who would have thought Keanu Santori, my high school nemesis, would give me this heady feeling. My heart is beating so loud and fast, it’s almost as though it wants to fly out of my chest.

“What’s wrong?” he asks.

I shake my head. “Nothing. Just admiring the view.”

His smile broadens, lightening his entire face. I’ve always been aware that Keanu is attractive, but when he smiles like that, his beauty shines from within. It makes me a little sad that I never saw him in this light until now.

He raises his arm. “You can admire the view later. Come here.”

I let him take my hand, but I don’t straddle him just yet. I sit at the edge of the couch and run my fingers across his chest, then down his stomach. He flexes his abs and hisses when I brush the head of his cock with the tips of my fingers.

“Leigh, what are you doing to me?”

“What? You don’t like it?”

He swallows hard. “Don’t like it? On the contrary. I love your hands on me, but you’re driving me to the edge of desperation, gorgeous.”

“Oh my. I didn’t realize you had a penchant for the dramatics, Key.”

“You must have rubbed off on me.”

He totally teed that up for me. “Like this?” I ask as I rub his cock gently.

He rolls his head back, closing his eyes. “Yes, fuck. That feels good.”

Precum accumulates on the tip of his cock. Unable to resist, I lick it off, and Keanu fists a lock of my hair. But I’m done teasing him. Besides, my own ache is already driving me to the edge. It’s time I make good on my promise.

“Where’s that condom?” I rasp.

“Here.” He hands over the foil packet.

Keeping eye contact with him, I put the protection on and finally straddle him. He grabs my ass, digging his fingers into my skin as I slowly impale myself on him.

I shudder as the pleasure ripples through my skin. “God, you feel so good inside me.”

He watches me through hooded eyes. “No, sweetheart, you’re the one who feels good wrapped around my cock.”

I start to move, increasing the tempo steadily, and I’m a little surprised that Keanu doesn’t try to take control. He does move his hips, though, raising them to meet me halfway, and hitting my G-spot when he does it. I close my eyes but open them soon after when he sits up and claims my lips. His mouth is possessive, taking without mercy. We keep moving, going faster and faster. His fingers are in my hair, and I reciprocate, yanking at his short strands too. Soon, the only sound is of our bodies moving together, slick and hot. I’m on the verge of a precipice, ready to jump into the unknown.

“Your pussy feels amazing, babe. You are amazing,” he whispers against my mouth, then bites my lower lip.

I cry out, not from the pain but from ecstasy. That love bite was the little push to send me careening into a valley of pure bliss. Keanu is using his arms now, moving my hips up and down faster than I could on my own. Then he screams my name, following me into oblivion.

I’ll never get tired of this. I’ll never get tired of him.

KEANU

After a final jerk of my hips, I roll off Leigh, collapsing next to her.

“You weren’t kidding when you said you only needed a couple of minutes to recover.” She laughs.