Page 74 of The Liar in Room 5

Even though Drew no longer lived at Halo House, he’d kept the job he’d started when he was there. That could change in the future, but for now, he loved being a teacher’s assistant. When we bought our current house, finding one that was convenient to his job, Marc’s house, and my office was a tall order, but he’d found her.

Our little Craftsman with the wide porch and original features was an instant yes from both of us. Being around the corner from Marc and Ben meant that, on more days than I could count, I came home to find the little guy running around my house while Marc and Drew chatted in the kitchen.

When the Realtor showed us the place, she’d said there was a small in-law apartment that came with the property. It was more like a little house, and Ben decided it would be perfect for the grandparents to live in because he needed them to move. For some reason, Drew was surprised when his parents asked how he felt about it. His enthusiastic agreement was all they needed to decide it was time to retire, sell their house, and move to California.

“Your parents coming to dinner?”

“No, they’re taking Ben to the movies, and Marc is doing whatever he does when he’s child-free for a night.”

“Nobody’s coming over?”

“Not that I know of.”

“Will dinner be ruined if it waits?” My questions for Drew were all matters of life and death. His shaking head was all I needed.

“Sweetheart, I think before we eat you said you wanted a shower,” I said as I held his hand and led him away from the kitchen and up the stairs.

“Did I say that? When?” Drew answered with a laugh. “I took one when I got home from work.”

“Yeah, but no one was here to wash your back, so you need a redo.”

Drew’s laughter trailed behind us as I led us through the primary bedroom and into the attached bath. I crowded him against the bathroom counter so our cocks could grind against each other. When I leaned in for a kiss, I felt his smile curl against my lips. My hands dropped to his waist, and I helped him hop onto the counter. I tightened my grip and jerked him forward. Drew looped his arms around my neck and crossed his ankles behind my back.

“Mr. Greene-Mercer, what are you doing to me?”

“Since you asked, also Mr. Greene-Mercer, I’m trying to seduce you.”

“Well, don’t let me stop you.” Drew tightened his legs around me and pulled me closer to him. In my ear, he whispered, “Daddy, you know what I want?”

I shook my head.

“I want to taste you.”

“I’ll never tell you no.”

I covered Drew’s lips with mine, and he melted into the kiss. He poured every bit of his love into it, and I felt what he was trying to say without words. Our tongues explored the familiar territory of each other’s mouths, but it didn’t matter because I’d never turn down the opportunity to kiss him.

“Daddy, you’re wearing too many clothes.”

“I can fix that for you,” I promised with faux solemnness.

I stepped back and flipped on our favorite setting in the absurdly complicated shower Drew swore we didn’t need, but I promised he’d love once he tried it.

“Please do,” he answered.

“I think you’re wearing too much yourself. Let me help you,” I offered.

Drew allowed me to pull his T-shirt over his head. My fingers trailed down his now-bare chest. When my nails scraped over his tiny nipples, I felt them pebble beneath the pads of my fingers. I dropped my head to suckle him and used my tongue and teeth to tease him until he was squirming against me. His hardening cock pressed against the fly of his shorts.

“Daddy, you promised.”

“I did, sweetheart. It’s not my fault you’re too distracting.”

I unbuttoned Drew’s fly and pushed his shorts down his hips until they fell to the floor. He kicked them off and stood in front of me, nude and beautiful. His cock jutted out, already hard and tipped with a bead of moisture.

My hand dropped to his dick and gripped it loosely. Drew’s eyes fluttered closed, and he swayed forward at my touch.

“Daddy, don’t make me come.”