Body Checked By My Straight Captain Chapter 14
Connor’s fingers slip beneath my waistband.
Then lower. The second his hand closes around me, my entire body jerks.
“Fuck.”
The word tears out of me before I can stop it. Connor goes still for half a second.
Then his breath catches against my neck.
“Jesus, Blaine.”
His grip moves slowly.
My head falls back against his shoulder. This cannot be happening.
Connor is touching me in the back of the team bus.
Connor is hard against my back.
Connor is breathing like he’s losing control too.
His thumb drags over the slickness at my tip. He curses under his breath.
“You’re fucking soaked.”
Mortification flashes through me. Then pleasure wipes it out.
“You got this worked up from me?”
His hand moves again. My hips buck helplessly into his grip.
Connor makes a low sound.
“Look at you.”
Heat burns across my face.
I should tell him to shut up.
Instead, I push back harder against him.
His hardness presses thick and hot against me through our clothes.
“You feel that?” he whispers.
His mouth brushes my ear.
“That’s what you’re doing to me.”
I can barely breathe.
Every stroke of his hand sends another shock through me.
The bus. The team. Jace.
None of it feels real anymore.
There is only Connor’s arm locked around my waist.
His hand around me. His breath breaking against my neck.
“I thought you wanted space,” he murmurs.
“I did.”
“And now?”
His grip tightens. My eyes squeeze shut.
“Don’t stop.” I whimper.
Connor groans.
“Fuck, yes, Blaine.”
His teeth scrape my neck.
“Tell me you want my hand on you.”
My fingers close around his wrist to make him keep going.
“I want it.”
Connor shudders against me. And his hand starts moving faster.
“Then be quiet and take it.”