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I started with one, Declan arching his back toward me. “God, that feels so good. Why does everything feel so much better with you?”
“Because I’m awesome like that,” I joked, and he rolled his eyes.
“Give me another. Get me ready for your cock.”
I fucked him with two fingers, then three, my dick leaking and ready to be inside him.
When Declan was panting and begging beneath me, I sat on my knees between his thighs, rolled the condom down my erection, and slicked myself. Declan held my gaze while I lifted his legs onto my shoulders. He still didn’t break eye contact, watching me as I pushed inside him in one smooth thrust.
“Fuck yes,” I cried out, thinking I might die from the feel of his tight, hot hole squeezing my cock.
We didn’t look away from each other as I pulled back, then pumped my hips again, fucking into Declan over and over again. Each time I moved inside him, pleasure shot from my groin all through my body. He was so tight, so fucking hot, like his body was made for me.
“Jesus, I love this.” Declan’s voice was low and raspy, and he stroked his dick while I continued fucking him.
“Wanna stay inside you…all day, every day…just keep our bodies connected.”
Declan grinned. “But then how can I fuck you?”
“Good point.”
“Kiss me, Bastian.”
There wasn’t anything I would deny him, so I leaned forward, pushing his legs back more, thrusting into his tight hole, while my tongue swept his mouth. Declan kissed me back, kept jerking himself off until he dropped his head back, cursed, and I felt him shatter beneath me, hot bursts of cum hitting his chest. His ass tightened around me, clenching and pulsing, making the pleasure ramp up. My balls drew up, and I lost myself to my orgasm, filling the condom with my release before collapsing on top of Declan.
“That was really fucking good,” he said into my hair.
I chuckled. “Yeah, it was. I’m spent. I don’t think I can move. You might have killed me.”
“Me? You were the one fucking me.”
I looked at him, and there was so much tenderness there, I couldn’t help leaning forward and kissing his smile.
We made out for a few minutes, and then I forced myself off him and tossed the condom before cuddling with him again.
Declan used my phone to text the podcast guys, letting them know where he was and that he was okay, before pulling me into his arms, where we fell asleep.
CHAPTER THIRTY
Declan
“Hello and welcome to another episode of The Vers, where four best friends who rarely agree on anything share their versatile opinions about everything. I’m Corbin Erickson.”
“Parker Hansley.”
“Marcus Alston.”
“And Declan Burns.”
“Well, the one thing we do agree on is everything here is very, very queer,” Parker said, and the rest of us chuckled. “Also…we’re doing something a little different this week. We’ve been joined by none other than the Sebastian Cole. You might know him from—”
“Cough—being Declan’s boyfriend—cough,” Corbin interrupted.
I rolled my eyes before reaching over and putting a hand on Sebastian’s thigh.
“Yeah, because that’s what they know him from—not his movies,” Marcus deadpanned.
“But, dude, he tamed our little loner over here, and these are our listeners, and you know they’re just as shocked by that shit as we were. I mean, it’s nearly as surprising as if you went and fell in love, M.” Corbin nudged him.
Marcus sighed. “Why do I put up with you?”
“Are we going to argue about this the whole show?” Parker asked, and clearly, they were, in fact, going to argue about it for a few minutes because that’s what they continued to do.
I looked at Sebastian, cocking a brow at him, silently asking if he was sure he wanted to do this. I wasn’t sure I wanted to, but I felt much better about doing it in the controlled environment of The Vers.
It had been about a week since everything had gone down. Sebastian’s PR people were running around, trying to do damage control and trying to get him to do the same. He’d denied the cheating rumors, but they were still running rampant online. Neil was soaking up the attention, loving that so many people were throwing support his way, and while he told them that as far as he knew, Sebastian had never cheated on him, he left it so people could draw their own conclusions that maybe he had. I didn’t understand what Sebastian had ever seen in the man. He was such a slimeball.
The photographers weren’t camped outside his house—or mine—all day and night anymore, but they were making drive-bys and trying to get candid shots, and Driftwood was busier than it had ever been. Kai, as flakey as he sometimes was, had been a huge help, taking over for me while I stayed away.
It was…odd not working in my own bar, and I was dying to go back, but I also wasn’t ready to be bombarded by Sebastian’s fans and asked a million questions about us. All this was going to take some getting used to. It wouldn’t be easy for me, but I knew I wanted him, needed him, so I was willing to take on whatever I had to have him.
