“What are you doing?”
“Getting out so I can go for a walk with you!” He turned to look at Chris. “You coming?” he asked with a sly grin.
“Hell, yes!” Chris turned off the vehicle, pushed open his door, and jumped out before meeting Seth by the passenger-side headlight.
Seth took Chris’s hand and twined their fingers. “I think we’ve had enough heavy talking for a first date. Let’s just enjoy the night.”
Chris grinned and squeezed his hand. “Agreed.”
They walked hand-in-hand toward the path that wound around the lake. The almost-full moon reflected on the water, casting a pale glow around them. A light wind blew through the trees, rustling the leaves andbreaking the silence.
When Chris stopped, Seth turned. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I just…” Chris pulled his hand from Seth’s, then cupped his cheek. “I’ve been thinking about doing this for days.”
“What?”
“This.”
Chris brushed his lips against Seth’s. Once. Twice. When Seth moaned and leaned into him, Chris wrapped his arm around Seth and dragged him forward until their bodies pressed together.
“Is this okay?” Chris whispered.
“Mmm-hmm,” Seth murmured, wrapping his arms around Chris’s waist.
“I couldn’t go another minute without kissing you again,” Chris confessed before he pressed his lipsto Seth’s again.
Seth moaned and melted into him as Chris nipped at his bottom lip. Their kiss went from sweet to urgent in a heartbeat. Chris’s tongue pushed against his lips, urging Seth to open. When he did, Chris’s tongue swept in, taking immediate possession and fueling the fire building in Seth’s belly.
He slid his arms up Chris’s back, reveling in the muscles as they flexed, and he moaned again when Chris cupped his ass, pulling him closer.
Heat spread throughout his body as Chris pressed delicate kisses from his lips to his jawline, then slowly down his neck. Seth’s head fell back and he moaned again when Chris nipped at the curve in his neck with his teeth.
“You like that?” Chris’s breath burned hot against his neck.
He shivered at the heat. “God, yes,” he whispered.
Chris nipped again and Seth thrust his hips against him.
“Yes,” Chris hissed as their cocks rubbed together through their jeans. “Fuck, I want you.”
Seth was past the point of caring how it would look if he gave in on the first date. He was ready to drop to his knees and swallow Chris. He wanted to taste him, smell him, feel him in his throat. He started pulling at the buttons on Chris’s jeans.
“Whoa,” Chris whispered, stilling his hand.
“What?” Seth panted, trying to twist out of Chris’s hand.
“I thought you wanted to take things slow.”
“I did. But now, I don’t. Do you want to debate this or would you rather have me slide you into my mouth? Because if I don’t taste you soon, I’m going to lose my mind.”
Chris held up his hands in surrender. “Let’s take this to the vehicle, though.”
Seth grabbed his hand and they hurried to where they’d parked. When they arrived, Seth reached for the door, but Chris grabbed his shoulder and spun him around, pressing him against the SUV. He crashed his lips to Seth’s, and soon they were moaning. Seth felt like he was on fire. He wiggled out of Chris’s arms, twisting around until Chris was the one against the door. He reached down, and with a flick of his hand, buttons popped and Chris gasped.
Seth slid down Chris’s jeans. When he saw the tight purple boxer briefs outlining a rock-hard cock, he licked his lips.
“Purple? You really like that color, huh?” he teased.
“Actually, I like to think of it as eggplant. And yes, it’s recently become my favorite color,” Chris added with a smile.
“Here, let’s open the door, and that way we have a little cover in case anyone rolls up on us.”
“Gotta say, Eggplant. I like a take-charge man.” Chris moved to let Seth open the door.
“So do I. You can be in charge next time.” He placed his hand in the middle of Chris’s chest, pushing him until he stood between the door and the seat. “But right now it’s my turn, and I’ve been craving you for a long time.”
Chris ran his fingers through Seth’s hair. “You’re so goddamn sexy,” he murmured as he wrapped his hand around the nape of Seth’s neck and pulled him in for another kiss.
Seth slipped a hand under the waistband of Chris’s boxers. He slid them down and watched as the hard dick popped out and slapped against Chris’s taut stomach.
“Fucking gorgeous,” Seth whispered. He looked into Chris’s eyes and his knees nearly buckled at the heat he viewed in them.