A Touch of Christmas Magic (Peppermint Hollow #2)

14. Colby

CHAPTER 14

COLBY

Kai’s eyes flew to mine as the first notes of “I Won’t Give Up” by Jason Mraz filled the air. He flung his towel to the side, never taking his eyes from me.

I knew he recognized the song and why I’d chosen it. The DJ had played it twice during the Winter Ball in January of our senior year. The year I’d finally admitted I felt something more than friendship for my best friend. I’d wanted to dance with Kai so damn bad, but I’d been confused as hell. Things with my mom were absolute shit at all times, but that day had been particularly bad. Add that to the epiphany I’d had about wanting to kiss Kai, and I was a hot mess with zero clue what to do about anything. Give in and possibly fuck things up beyond recognition? Or play it cool, bottling things up and burying them deep, and keep my best friend by my side?

Holding out my hand, I willed my heart not to beat out of my chest and thanked the universe for giving me the chance for a do-over. “Dance with me?”

A smile softened Kai’s gorgeous face as he took my hand. “This was playing at the Winter Ball. Twice, I think.”

Clearing my throat, I nodded. “I might have made a playlist of the songs from that night. Listened to it for years.”

In just our boxers, we swayed slowly, arms snaked around each other, bodies pressed together, hearts thumping in twin rhythms.

“I played this song about a million times; always thought of it as our song,” Kai said, pressing the side of his face to mine. “In the beginning, all I focused on was the I won’t give up part of the lyrics. Then I convinced myself it was the part about in the end we’re still friends.” He shook his head, breathing deeply.

With my entire body on fire, wanting to crawl under his skin, I held Kai tight as we rocked together to the music, listening as he rambled. “And now?”

“I realize this song is so damn perfect for us—some ways the same, some ways different.” The memories of our friendship washed over us. “The part about needing space to navigate—I think it applies to both of us. We both needed that time.” Kai’s words caught in his throat. “And this part…”

The song filled the air, cloaking us in memories and promises as the artist belted out a line about learning who he was and who he wasn’t.

I took a shaky breath. “Yeah, back then, I had no clue who I was—or, I thought I knew who I was and it wasn’t worth loving. I would have been a disaster if we’d gotten together.”

“And I needed time to figure my own shit out. I always knew I’d take our friendship over anything else, but I had to come to terms with a lot of my emotions over you.”

The song started again and we grinned at each other, melting into the moment, a perfect mixture of the past and the present.

We swayed, singing the song with our foreheads resting together.

As the song neared the end, I stole a kiss. “We do have a lot to learn,” I said, referring to the lyrics. “At least this part of we does.”

Kai nodded. “We both do. But we’re tough and we’re worth it, even when things get rough.”

“I’m not giving up,” I whispered.

“Me neither. Forever.”

My playlist went on to play other songs from our senior year Winter Ball and my heart took flight. Looking forward to years of dancing with my best friend as we journeyed through our life— together together—wasn’t something I’d dreamed of forever, but it was the very dream I hadn’t known I’d been desperate for.

Between the nearly naked dancing and the sweet, whispered words, our bodies grew impatient with the vertical contact. I caressed my hands up and down Kai’s back, loving the broad strength of him in my arms. “I want you,” I murmured against his lips.

Kai gripped the back of my head, fingers tight in my hair, and sucked on my bottom lip as he pushed me toward the bed. “Take ’em off,” he said as he shucked his underwear. Giving me a great view of his ass, he searched the floor, and produced the bottle of lube I’d tossed carelessly earlier. Placing it on the bedside table, Kai stood next to the bed, stroking himself as he watched me.

Rolling to my side, I reached out to grab him by the ass and pulled him closer. Swallowing his dick, welcoming his unique flavor, I swirled my tongue. I could have sucked him all night. The weight of his cock on my tongue was a drug I couldn’t get enough of.

Kai groaned and pushed at my shoulder, rolling me to my stomach. “Lift your ass,” he demanded. And fuck, why did bossy Kai send heat straight to my balls? “You still want to take me?”

“Fuck, yes,” I mumbled into the sheet, lifting on slightly bent knees. I wasn’t sure I’d want to bottom all the time, but I was dead set on knowing what it felt like to take a cock before I fucked Kai. Sure, I could play around with a toy, but I had a very interested dick attached to a very hot and willing guy at my disposal. Why not take the real thing if it was available and offered?

He positioned himself between my spread legs, shoulders pressed against the back of my thighs, and buried his face in my ass. The strangled cry escaping me barely had time to fill the air before Kai’s tongue swiped over my hole.

Kai had introduced me to the joys of rimming early on in our physical relationship, and I wasn’t the least bit upset about it. Something I’d never done with others had quickly become one of my favorite things to do with Kai. Maybe because it was an act I shared with only him.

Or maybe?—

“Fucking hell,” I moaned into the mattress as Kai’s tongue teased my hole, working me open, getting me sloppy wet.

As I was saying, maybe it was because it was Kai. Maybe it was because having his tongue pressed into me was fucking heavenly.

Either way, I was a fan.

Kai reached for my dick, stroking me as he ate my ass. When he shifted his position and tapped a spit-slick finger at my hole, I shivered with anticipation.

“This okay?” Kai asked.

“Fuck, yes. But I don’t wanna come this way.”

He finger-fucked me while fondling my balls and running his thumb over my leaking slit. Just when I was about to give in and beg him to make me come—we had all night, I could bottom for him later—Kai pulled his fingers from my body and pressed a kiss to my hole.

“Get on top,” Kai ordered.

With my sex-crazed head doing its best to keep up, I turned to look at him as he positioned himself on his back. “I wanna feel you on top of me.” Fuck. The image of Kai between my spread legs, thrusting his cock into my ass, making love to me…well, it was definitely a scene I’d jerked off to more than once.

“You will. But the first time you take me it’s best if you’re on top. Just for a bit. You can control things better that way.” He gripped his cock and licked his lips, waggling his brows in the most ridiculously salacious way. “Climb on.”

This.

I needed Kai like this.

The perfect combination of mind-blowing sex while still being my ridiculous best friend. I’d never laughed with anyone during sex. Never looked at someone and thought about how lucky I was to have them in my life. Never wanted to just roll into their arms and let them hold me all night.

Until Kai.

He was different.

We were different.

CoJack forever.

Grabbing the lube first, I moved to straddle Kai’s waist.

“Let me do that,” Kai said, taking the lube from my hand. He pumped the bottle a few times and reached to slick his cock and my ass. Working the lube into my tight pucker, Kai let his other hand caress up and down my chest and torso, teasing my nipples.

He tossed the lube to the side and gripped my thighs.

“It’s your show,” he said.

Kai’s cockhead pressed against my tight ring and I lowered myself a fraction, hands braced on his chest, his touch light on my skin.

Waiting.

I was wet and open from his tongue and fingers, but nothing had prepared me, not really. The stinging flash of heated pain took my breath and froze me in place.

Kai ran a gentle hand up my thigh and over my ass. With his other, he took my hand and brought it to his mouth. Soft kisses against my palm promising patience and forever. “Do you need to stop?”

Shaking my head, I took a deep breath and shifted down, another inch of Kai’s slick dick sliding into me.

And then another.

And another.

Until my balls pressed against his lower abs and my ass rested atop his thighs.

My body was a mixed bag of grumbled protests against the intrusion and murmured pleas to keep him inside me forever.

“You good?” Kai asked.

I nodded and rolled my hips, gasping at the zing of pleasure.

Kai’s hands returned to grip my thighs, my ass, anywhere he could get a good hold. Strong fingers pressed into my skin. Big hands held me. But the moment was also thumbs stroking gently over hip bones, fingers feathering appreciatively over our connection.

“Fuck, Colby.” Kai’s strangled words pushed through my sex-fogged brain.

Shifting slightly, I brought my chest to his, our faces millimeters apart. “Kai…”

It was a curse, a prayer, a promise.

A plea.

Pressing our foreheads together, Kai hitched a breath and nodded. His eyes closed, one hand gripping my neck, one on the small of my back. He held me there.

Held me as his cock throbbed inside me.

Held me as our hearts beat as one.

Held me as our friendship transcended everything we’d been before.

But even then, nothing really changed. Kai was still the boy whose smile had lit me on fire since I was eighteen. The boy who protected my heart from the shit of my past. Who loved me just as I was through bad decisions and worse decisions.

Kai.

My best friend.

My heart and soul.

My forever.

He took a shaky breath and gently rocked his hips. “I love you,” he whispered against my lips.

“Thank you for waiting,” I said. “For not giving up on my stupid ass.”

Kai grinned. Even in the dimly lit room, his eyes sparkled. “I would never give up on you, even if it meant giving up on us.”

“There is no me without us.”

“Fuck, Cole.”

He rolled me to my back, gently pushing my legs apart. Applying more lube to my ass and his cock first, Kai pressed kisses to both knees. Guiding his cock to my hole, Kai brought his chest down to mine and caught my mouth in a searing kiss as he breached my tight muscle again. He captured my gasp of pleasure just as he pulled out and slowly slid back in.

We were as connected as two people could be, but my body longed for more—to meld into him, to crawl under his skin, and never break apart. With arms wrapped around his torso, I held onto Kai as he pumped in and out of me.

Making love wasn’t something I’d ever done.

Until now.

Until Kai.

He poured himself into me. Every drop of love and lust over the last decade painted each movement, each heavy breath, each slick slide into my body.

And never once did he look away. Never lost himself to only the physical act. Kai’s eyes held mine. His big hands cupping my face, our noses brushing as he made love to me.

I’d wanted to flip with him, take turns fucking each other, but now all I wanted was to shatter with him. To come apart around him while he filled me with his release. “Fuck, Kai.” My words ragged with emotion. “Fuck, wanna come with you.”

Fire lit Kai’s eyes and he made quick work of maneuvering a pillow under my ass before he increased the speed and strength of his thrusts. With his arms anchored under my shoulders and the new angle of my hips, Kai’s cockhead brushed over my prostate with each and every thrust. My world whited out, the electric pleasure heating me from the inside out.

“Colby. Fuck.” Kai’s breathing was fast and heavy. “I’m close.”

Our bodies pressed together, my leaking cock trapped between us, the hot friction close to sending me into orbit. “Do it,” I begged. “Come in me, wanna feel it.”

Kai threaded his fingers into the hair at the back of my head and gripped tightly. “Tell me why.”

He knew my fantasy. And I knew it turned him on as much as it did me.

“Wanna feel you unload in me. Be the only person to fill me with your cum.”

Kai thrust harder, his eyes never leaving mine.

“Then later, when I’m fucking you,” I went on, panting and whimpering with each pump of his hips, “I wanna feel your cum dripping from my ass as I’m coming inside you. The very last person to ever paint your pretty hole with cum.”

“Holy shit.” Kai’s voice faltered along with his rhythm. He dropped his head to my neck and groaned, his hips freezing as his dick pumped his release.

Kai’s wrecked words and his pulsating cock were too much. The orgasm rolled over me, sweet and hot, spilling between us.

“Fucking hell,” Kai murmured a few moments later.

“That good? Or that bad?” I asked. Mostly teasing, but suddenly overcome with doubt.

Kai grabbed my face and kissed me. His tongue aggressively sweet. “Even if this wasn’t forever, you just fucking ruined me for anyone else.”

“Really?”

Kai feathered kisses over my eyelids. “Never been that good.”

Pride punched my heart.

“You’re okay? It was good for you?” Kai asked, concern etching his face. “I’ve never been someone’s first.”

“First and last,” I reminded him, unsure of where the prick of tears had come from.

When we finally broke apart, Kai grabbed his discarded towel and cleaned us up. We opted to sleep first, shower later, and cuddled together in a bed we’d most definitely be changing the sheets on before we ended our stay.