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“Oh yeah,” he moaned. “I love it when you do me like this, Troy.”
After eighteen months, I knew exactly what he meant. So I spread him even more and tongued him. I reached under his body and stroked his cock. He moved his hips back and forth, begging for more. I jerked him off faster, swiping my tongue over his sensitive bud until he was shaking, crying out, and coming all over the chair.
Maddie collapsed forward, panting. “You have no idea what you do to me, do you?”
I patted his ass. “I have some ideas.”
And I loved seeing him so desperate for me to get him off. Tomorrow we would leave Atlanta for good, never to be separated for weeks, months at a time anymore. I would get to wake up in the middle of the night without feeling like a piece of me was missing. When we had phone sex, it would be because we wanted to and not because we didn’t have any other option.
“Tomorrow the rest of our lives begin,” I said.
“Hmm.” He snuggled up to my side. “You said we’re not taking anything, but is there any way to keep this couch? I think it has to be a staple in our home now.”
“Why? Because we’ve had sex on it so many times?”
“Exactly. So can we keep it?”
“Sure. Anything you want. Plus, it might not be ethical to sell a piece of furniture we’ve jizzed on so many times.”
Maddie chuckled. “True.”
“You want to go back in?”
“Soon.”
“All right.”
We could move whenever he wanted to. We’d spent eighteen months together proving we belonged together despite the challenge of space and time. What was waiting a few more minutes to take him back to bed?
Bonus Epilogue
MADDIX
“Ladies and gentlemen, Maddix Steiner.”
With my heart beating fast, I stepped out onto the platform where the hosts of the popular talk show “Behind the Buzz” waited. The bright studio lights dimmed momentarily and then shifted to spotlight the entrance. The applause from the live audience was deafening, punctuated by excited shrieks and cheers.
Please don’t trip. Please don’t trip.
I made a mistake of looking out at the audience and waving. Holy shit. All the seats were filled. How was I going to carry out an interview live in front of so many people? Not to mention the millions of viewers streaming the show.
Why did I think I could do this?
But then I saw him, Troy, standing in the front row, smiling with such confidence in my ability that my nerves disappeared. Nobody else might have seen it, but I read his lips.
I love you.
Just those three words from him and I could fly a rocket ship to Mars.
Jenny and Mark, the show’s hosts, stood by their chairs, grinning from ear to ear, ready to greet me.
“Maddix, I am such a huge fan of what you’re doing over on TikTok!” Jenny cried, kissing my cheek.
“You are amazing,” Mark said, shaking my hand. “Twelve million followers. How does that feel?”
I took my cue from them and sat on the long couch a few inches away from Jenny.
“It’s unbelievable,” I said. “Honestly, I’m still in awe of the support from everyone. I created the account as a sort of release valve to express my emotions, and it has been quite the experience.”
