“Let me,” Casey whispered. His hand slapped mine away and his fingers slid the zipper down. “Want you, Seth.”
“Yes.” I gasped when he reached inside my jeans, his fingers curving around my still brief-covered shaft.
“Need you.” His lips trailed to the pulse at my throat, sucking there, almost making me weak in the knees. I clung to him, suddenly desperate for everything.
“Please, Casey. Please.”
He undid the top button of my jeans and pushed my pants down to my knees. “I want you naked. I love hearing you beg.”
I nodded, just wanting more. Casey pushed me a little until I lay on my back on the bed, my legs dangling on the floor. He yanked my shoes off, then my socks, and then finally my jeans and briefs, leaving my lower half completely exposed. My hands went to cover myself, kind of an automatic thing, I guess.
“Don’t. You are gorgeous and I want you so bad.” Casey smiled, and then winked. “Besides, I’ve already seen you.”
I smiled. “True. I’d like to see you again.”