Here's to You & Me

Chapter 5

"Milo, this is my boyfriend, Andrei. Andrei, this is Milo, my friend," Amber introduced.

He offered his hand, and I cautiously took it. I didn't look at him 'cause I don't want to get lost with those beautiful blue irises again. When our hands met, there's a strong current that sends through my entire body that makes me feel it up to my bones. He can also feel it because I saw him jerk expeditiously, too quick that seems like I'm just imagining it.

"Hi," he said.

His smile was so bright. I never saw someone so handsome like him before. The way his cheekbone tightens when he clutches my hands firmly makes me want to touch it.

"Uhmm.. Hello!" I said with alacrity. Too cheerful for my own ears.

When our hands departed, I already missed the warm sensation of his palm. I want to hold his hand to feel it again. Oh god, stop it. Get a grip on yourself, Milo. Leave the guy alone. Leave the STRAIGHT guy alone.

Amber tug him to our seat. There wasn't enough space for anyone so she move away from me to give Andrei a room and I do the same. I'm not even sure if he will fit in, but it's worth a try.

He ended up sitting between me and Amber. I am suddenly enveloped by his earthy scent and that didn't help me from my tremendous testosterone. His firm thigh bump into mine every time he faces Amber when they talk. I attempt to concentrate and watch the game, but my mind brings me back to where our body connected.

Our body was too close, and it was enough to feel the heat of his body. It easily transmits right through my own and runs through my veins with persistence. The small caresses of his thigh when he moves send chills to my other bone, and it seems like it was interested again since he's ready to give another erection show for everyone to see. My aeon of torment and agony finally ended when the bell rang for lunch. I glur a lot of air in my lungs and exhale it. If this keeps on happening. It'll probably be the end of me.

We meet Jennifer and Karen outside. Amber's boyfriend, Andrei, wants to eat lunch with us. While on the way to the cafeteria, I caught Andrei glance at me occasionally. Even if I didn't catch him, I can still feel him looking. I'm suddenly conscious. Why was he looking at me? Did I precipitately grow a huge pimple on my forehead? A huge wart?

I know it's not likely possible to happen, but that didn't stop me from touching my face. Just to make sure. What if he just like looking at me? Damn, I really need to stop.

We found an isolated table at the back near the window. While eating I can feel him looking again but when I'll look his way he will facilely divert his gaze. I really want to know if there is something wrong with my face, so I get up. Since they are all busily eating, I excuse myself and go to the nearest comfort room. I still haven't locked the door yet when someone grabs my shoulder and slams me into the wall.

My brain was still processing what was happening when I feel someone else's lips press on mine that knocks my breath away. I don't know how or when did it happen, but I found myself kissing him back. I know it's Andrei because of his scent that I recognize. The scent that I started to love.

He pressed his hard body to my lithe one and I easily put my hands on his shoulder and brace myself, since my knees are now weak from his kiss. His kisses are now going down to my throat. When he reaches my clavicle, a not so manly moan escape from my mouth, unable to stop myself.

He growls when he heard me. I bit my lips to hold another embarrassing moan that's ready to slip out, but he stops what he's doing, halting the heavenly sensation trying to consume my entire body. I look at him, still daze from the ephemeral euphoria that he's giving me.

"Don't hold your moan, please. I want to hear it," he huskily said.

I nod rabidly, without missing a beat, so he can quickly go back to what he's doing. He chuckled when he noticed my urgency. I lick my lips, wanted to taste him again, the softness of his lips, the way how it feels when presses to mine.

He follows the movement of my tongue while his blue eyes darken. This is so wrong that feels so right. Sailing down on someone else river is not my vice. I don't want to hurt and betray Amber, but I will worry about it later. This temptation is so good to resist.

His eyes are now full of lust. Groaning, he slams our lips again, licking and biting me. Probing and trying to enter me with his tongue, and I granted him entrance. Right now, I didn't hold my moan anymore.

The moan that he's formidably wanted to hear. I give it to him right away. Our tongue was fighting for dominance, but I later submit. His chest rumble when he feels my submission. He hoisted me up, and I immediately lock my legs around his hips and fasten my shoulder on his neck. To affix our mouth together, don't want to give us even a single space.

I can feel his enormous member grinding through my average one. He snap his hips into mine and a different wave of pleasure hit me. I moan loudly when he did it again.

"You like that?"

I can't answer him verbally, so I just nod, since I am in a delirious state now. I'm in some euphoric world that only me and him exist.

"Harder, please." I hear myself begging while meeting his thrust.

He granted me by thrusting again, but this time he did it viciously hard like a wild animal. Like a famished animal devouring and ravishing its prey, afraid that it might vanish away. The sensation was enough to push me close to my limit. I don't care if someone will enter or hear us, I only care about his hard body that pressed firmly against mine.

It feels like we're being pulled away from the pleasure dome when someone knocks on the door.

"Damn it!" I heard him cussed.

We're looking at each other’s eyes, trying to catch our breath. A lot of emotion swirling inside my heart. He shows me his dinky smile while he moves his face closely for another kiss. We jerk and pull apart when the person outside bang the door.

"Hey! Open this goddamn door!"

We move in action and laugh. I go to the sink and wash my hands and my obvious feverish face while he unlocks the door. When the said person enter the comfort room, he throws dagger on us. If looks can kill, we'll probably already lying dead on the floor.

"If you two want to have a hot, steamy, wild s*x, do it in your f*****g room, not here," he said and closes the bathroom stall vigorously.

My face flush in red because of what he said. Well, we're doubtlessly not that quiet.

I wash my face again, then fix my hair, ready to leave. When I'm about to pass the door, Andrei pulls me again. He gives me another smack on the lips and when he pulls his face away, I can see something in his face that I can't comprehend.

"Can we please keep it between us, especially from Amber?" he paused, then I nod.

"I don't want to hurt her," he said silently. If he doesn't want to hurt her, why did it? I didn't point it out loud since we're both on laps. I don't have anything to say, just nod my head again.

That's when guilt started to crept in. I feel ashamed.

I leave the comfort room without glancing back, walking head down. Thank goodness someone tried to barge in and interrupt us, if not I'll probably walking down to the cafeteria with a jizz in my pants right now.