Page 68 of Coming Clean

Maybe Connor could do thisafter all. Maybe Jeremy really could be his.

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Later that night after ice cream,more walking, and a lot of handholding that somehow seemed keenlyerotic, Connor pulled Jeremy into the house, pushed the door shut,and backed him up against it. He grabbed Jeremy’s wrists and pinnedthem to the door. “Need you,” he muttered.

Jeremy shuddered and openedto the kiss. Connor wasn’t gentle, he didn’t think he could be.Lust thrummed through him along with the desire for something new,something he’d never tried before. “I want you to fuck me,” hewhispered against Jeremy’s ear.

“W-what?” Jeremyasked.

“I want to know what it’slike to have your cock up my ass.” He couldn’t be any clearer thanthat.

Jeremy’s eyes widened.“Holy fuck.”

Did that mean he liked theidea? “You said you didn’t usually bottom so I—”

Jeremy cupped Connor’sface, his hands warm. “I’d be very happy to fuckyou.”

“Yeah?” Connorasked.

“Yeah.”

“Fuck.” Connor didn’t knowwhat else to say.

“Upstairs,” Jeremy ordered,his voice low and rough.

Connor wanted to obey, butwonder and lust had him frozen to the spot. Jeremy grabbed his handand tugged hard, pulling him toward the stairs.

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Jeremy knew his smile was so widehe looked like a total goof, but he couldn’t contain himself.Connor trusted him enough to ask to be fucked. It was more thanhe’d ever expected. As much as he’d enjoyed bottoming for Connor,the idea of Connor writhing beneath him as he drove into his assmade him so hot he didn’t know if he could control himself. Jeremywas so hard by the time they reached his bedroom he could barelywalk. “I need you naked right now,” he said.

Connor didn’t respond withwords, instead he yanked his shirt over his head and tossed it onthe floor. Jeremy meant to strip as well, but Connor’s bodymesmerized him: the firm muscles of his chest, his broad shouldersand narrow waist, the light covering of dark-blonde hair. Pertnipples that Jeremy suddenly needed to suck on if for no otherreason than to hear the sounds Connor made when he did—plaintive,desperate sounds like the ones he made when Jeremy sucked his cock.What would he sound like when Jeremy was inside him? The need tofind out as soon as possible inspired him to move again.

Connor watched him as heshoved his pants over his hips. “I was worried you’d planned tostay dressed.”

Jeremy grinned. “No, I justgot distracted. You’re so fucking hot.”

“Seriously?” Connor lookedgenuinely surprised.

“You have to know howattractive you are.”

Connor shrugged. “I don’treally think about it.”

Which, of course, made himthat much sexier.

Jeremy stepped out of hispants and boxers and then pulled his t-shirt over hishead.

Connor moved toward him,stopping when he was so close they were almost touching. “You’rebeautiful, you know? Your hair. Your skin. Your smile.”

Jeremy frowned. He’d neverthought of himself as anything more than average.

“Don’t even try toprotest,” Connor said.

Jeremy didn’t. Instead, hegave in to the desire to play with Connor’s nipples, first with hisfingers and then with his mouth.

Connor’s breaths grewragged, encouraging Jeremy to experiment. He used his tongue totease and then sucked harder. That earned him the desperate moan hewas hoping for. Connor slid his fingers into Jeremy’s hair,gripping his head but not trying to push him away. Jeremy bit down,not too hard but enough to make Connor really feel it.

“Fucking hell!” Connorshouted.