Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Removing my fingers, I rolled on a condom and lubed my shaft. I lined up my cock to his hole and met his steady gaze. When his eyes softened and he mouthed I love you, my chest throbbed. Turning my head, I planted a soft kiss to the underside of his knee, then on his knuckles. “Love you too.”
He gasped as I breached the rim and pressed inside. “Christ, so fucking good.”
I paused to steady my breath, then pushed forward in shallow thrusts, watching closely as Seth moaned, his eyes blissed out, his knuckles turning white as he gripped his knees. “All right?”
“More.” He rocked forward, urging me on, so I gave back in kind, adjusting my hands to his thighs and plunging inside him in a demanding tempo.
“This what you need, baby?” I asked in a gravelly voice, already skating on the edge but wanting to make him feel just as good.
“Yessss,” he hissed, gripping his shaft and stroking in time. Seth sobbed and pleaded, his mouth shiny from biting his lips, his cheeks rosy pink, as my groin slapped against his skin.
My climax spread through me like wildfire as Seth shuddered and gushed his seed all over his stomach. A hoarse cry ripped from my mouth, my thrusts choppy, my cock throbbing and pulsing as my jizz spurted inside him.
I slumped forward to rest my forehead on his chest as his fingers burrowed in my hair, his pants heavy against my scalp.
When we finally caught our breath, I slipped my softened shaft out, disposed of the condom, then wrapped him inside my arms.
The right words wouldn’t come right then for how profoundly happy I was feeling, like someone had cracked me open and poured sunshine inside.
So I held on for dear life as his breaths evened out, his limbs growing lax in sleep. His scent infused my senses, mixing with the smell of sweat and sex and us.
Pretty damned sweet.
Epilogue
Seth
Six Months Later
It had been both the longest and the shortest half a year of my life. I’d moved into my apartment because it was important to me to have a place I had chosen and loved and wanted and was all mine. And while that was great, sleeping there consistently didn’t last long. The first two months or so, Jake and I stayed back and forth at each other’s places, and I stayed on my own sometimes too.
The thing was, I really liked Jake being in my bed every night. I loved sleeping with my head on his chest and his arms around me. I loved being able to wake up and beg for his cock or to ask if I could have him, which he gave me. Mostly, I wanted to bottom. There was something empowering about allowing him inside me, choosing to give him that, but I liked to top him sometimes too.
And I also really loved Jake’s house. I had since the first time I’d been there. It felt like a home—our home. Eventually, we stayed less and less at my place, and more and more of my things were ending up at Jake’s. He always offered to go to my apartment, but I rarely took him up on it, and yeah, like I said, I really wanted to sleep with him every night.
I was thankful I’d only signed a six-month lease, and I’d officially moved into Jake’s house last week.
And tonight we were—
“Let’s see who’s more flexible! Me or Jesse!” Skylar cut off my thoughts.
“Oh, fuck you, Mr. I Was In Gymnastics And Shit My Whole Life. I’m still bendier than your ass,” Jesse replied.
“You wish!” Skylar countered.
“Wow…interesting housewarming party,” Tucker teased Jake, who laughed.
All our friends were there—the crew from the shop; Mark and Bree, who got a sitter and were there without Hailey; Jesse and Dane, of course; Skylar, and a few people I’d become friends with from cosmetology school—which I loved. It was incredible, and such an amazing feeling to love what you were doing. I didn’t know how I’d spent so many years pretending it wasn’t exactly where I belonged.
“We’re a lively bunch,” Jake told Tucker.
“You’re happy.” He nudged Jake. “It’s good to see.”
Jake wrapped an arm around me and kissed me. “I am.”
“I’m happy too.” I’d never been happier. I was working part-time at It’s a Buzz coffeehouse. While it wasn’t my dream job, it was nice to have something. I also still worked one night a week at the Playground. The owner, Chet, had offered me more days, but as much as I enjoyed it, I realized it wasn’t where I wanted to be all the time. Between a few days a week at the coffeehouse, school, and still volunteering at Rose City, I kept busy enough.
Skylar and Jesse finished their competition, each doing splits, before Dane tugged Jesse over to us, rolling his eyes. “What am I going to do with you?”