“Put it on. I’ll be surprised if it fits. The guy showed me this set of ring sizer things, and I just kind of picked the one that looked closest to the size of your fingers.”
German laughed as he slipped on the ring. “Well, apparently, you’re a good judge of size. It’s only a little loose, which is perfect for my tastes.” German moved to his knees and pushed the unopened gifts aside. He tumbled Blaze onto his back and straddled his body.
“We didn’t finish opening our presents.”
German kissed Blaze’s neck, moving downward to tease his nipples. “I have the best gift ever right here.”
Blaze couldn’t say he wasn’t already on his way to being iron-hard. He was fully aware of all the things German could do with that talented tongue.
German kissed his way down Blaze’s torso. “I can’t wait to call you my husband, Justin Jay Journey.”
With his eyes closed, savoring every second, Blaze chuckled. “Full government name that’s not even mine now.”
German blew a raspberry on Blaze’s stomach. He sat back on his heels. “I was trying to make a point. It’s important to me that you know I’m here for you, not the star.”
Blaze snorted so hard, it hurt. “Dude, be so for real right now. There’s never been a second where I’ve thought that.”
German shrugged. “I’m sure that’s true, but I believe in not thinking you can read minds. God knows, I can’t.” He shrugged again. “I’d rather sound ridiculous saying that aloud than assuming you know.”
Blaze crawled his fingers up German’s thigh, heading for his prize. “For sure.” He sounded every bit as distracted as he was. “Can Teddy come out to play?”
A loud laugh burst from German. “What the fuck? Teddy? Did you just name my junk?”
Blaze couldn’t stop smiling. Everything about being with German brought so much happiness into his life. The knowledge that he would get to keep this forever was mind-bending. He never in a million years saw life going this way.
“You can name mine too, if you want?”
German chuckled as he placed his palms on either side of Blaze’s head. He swiped his lips across Blaze’s mouth. “Mhmm. I think I should taste it first.”
Blaze still couldn’t stop smiling. “You’ve tasted it before.”
German nodded, rubbing his nose against Blaze’s with the motion. “I think I should freshen my memory—like a wine tasting. Maybe I need to swish your cum in my mouth to pick out the notes.”
Blaze didn’t know if he should laugh or moan. German could be so unserious and talk dirty at the same time. He kept Blaze on his toes.
German swiped another kiss across Blaze’s lips before kissing his chin. He moved to Blaze’s throat before continuing his descent. When he reached Blaze’s navel, Blaze’s phone buzzed on the bed next to his head. Blaze grabbed the device, intending to chuck it across the room. He froze at the last second as he saw the name on the screen: Dara.
Blaze shot up, nearly knocking German’s teeth out in the process. “It’s Dara.”
For a moment, they simply held each other’s stare before Blaze answered with the phone on speaker. “Hello?”
“Hey.” Silence followed the greeting.
“Hey.”
At Blaze’s mimicry of Dara’s greeting, German wondered if Blaze was as clueless as him at how to handle this.
Dara cleared her throat. “Is Ben sleeping?”
“Yeah.” Blaze sounded as wooden as German felt.
“Good. That’s good. It’s late.”
“Yeah.” Blaze didn’t seem like he had anything else to say.
“So, yeah,” Dara said, sounding timid. “I guess you guys are probably at Mom and Dad’s place. She probably told you I never went to Pennsylvania.”
Blaze’s expression kept shifting, keeping German’s gaze locked on him. “No. I mean, yeah, she told us. But no, we’re not in Maine. We chose not to go after Mom demanded we hand over custody.”
