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“Then tell me to stop, Gray. Say it and I will stop.” He closed the short distance between us and tugged the hem of my t-shirt up over my head. Tossing it to the floor, he pressed his lips to my jaw, kissing me lightly. The stubble on his chin brushed my neck as his soft kisses became bites and nips, tracing their way down to my chest. My pulse quickened and my cock throbbed, confusion overwhelming me. I should want to stop, but I didn’t. I wanted to feel him. To explore this. To taste him.
I hissed as he pulled my nipple between his teeth, goosebumps flooding my skin.
“Tell me to stop, Gray,” he growled against my chest before undoing my belt and pulling the button and zipper down on my jeans, allowing them to pool around my ankles before he freed my erection from my boxers.
“Tell me to stop, Gray,” his voice lower now as he stood again, his lips crashing against mine before I could speak. Wrapping his hand around my shaft, he squeezed, and I cried out. His thumb circled my head, pushing around the precum leaking from it as if he was trying to prove to me how much I wanted this.
“Tell me you don’t want this, Gray. Tell me it’s not making you hard. That the juice covering your cock isn’t for me. Tell me that your body doesn’t feel alive and you’re not curious to touch me. Tell me and I will stop, but if you don’t say it, I'll carry on. I will take what I’ve been dreaming about for years, Gray. You.”
I didn’t understand the way I was reacting or what the hell I was thinking. All I knew was that my body screamed for him, and I decided to let myself go with my heart instead of my head for a change.
Dropping to his knees, he helped me step out of my jeans and boxers and I let him. Kneeling between my thighs, he looked up at me from beneath his long, fair lashes, his eyes burning into mine.
“Tell me to stop, Gray,” he commanded as his hands cupped my ass, the heat of his words dancing over the head of my cock.
“I don’t want you to stop,” I whispered, curling my fists at my sides as confusion and desire battled like warring enemies inside me.
Licking his lips, Gabe wrapped his hand around my shaft. I groaned loudly as he moved, working my length. I watched as his lips parted and his tongue flattened against my head, lapping up my arousal. My head fell back against the wall, as I reveled in his touch.
Opening wider, he sank his mouth down, exploring my length. I buried my hand into the back of his hair, and his moan of appreciation vibrated through me. His jaw slackened as he took me deeper, sucking harder. He swallowed, his throat closing around me, and I worried I might explode.
“Gabe, I need you to stop. Please. Stop,”I begged.
Pulling off me, he stood quickly, his lips swollen, and cheeks flushed, looking heartbroken.
“Gray, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have pushed you. I just couldn’t let you leave without tasting you. I—”
“Stop. Stop talking, Gabe.” I grabbed the waistband of his joggers, using it to lever his body toward me, my mouth millimeters from his. “Take your clothes off. I want to… I need to feel you too. I… fuck, I don’t have the words. I don’t know what this is, but I want to put my hands on you. Are your parents home?”
I groaned loudly as Gabe pulled his shirt over his head and stepped out of his sweats, leaving him naked, his thick, hard cock hanging heavily between his legs.
“No, they’re away for the weekend. Why?”
“Take me to bed, Gabe. I need to touch you. I want to feel you.”
He closed in on me again, pressing his forehead against mine while I wrapped my hand around his shaft, gasping at the unfamiliar feel of it under my fingers.
“In all the times I’ve fantasized about this, this was never the outcome. Are you sure?” he questioned, his brows furrowed as his eyes searched mine to see if this was really happening.
“Fuck, no. I’m not sure about anything. I have no idea what’s going on right now. I don’t understand why touching your cock makes me feel more than anything I’ve ever felt with a girl. I’ve never thought of you like that. Not once. But now, sinking into your mouth or burying myself in your ass feels like the only thing in the world I want.”
“God, Gray, those lips are going to be my undoing.” He wrapped his fingers through mine, and we walked to his room, where we spend the night, buried inside each other.
Chapter 1
Grayson
Addisighedasshethrew this morning’s papers onto the dining table in the center of the penthouse we're staying in. In another hotel, in yet another city we were playing in this week. “What the fuck, Gray? I ask you all the time if there’s anything I should know and then this. Why didn’t you tell me?”
I stared at Addison Stone, band manager, and general wonder woman, with my mouth open. “What? What should I have told you?”
“About this.” She gestured her hand, and I peered down at the headlines, gripping the table when I saw what she was talking about.
Gay God's secret love.
Cosmic Grayson’s dirty secret.
Cosmic God is down for a gay time.
