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Only because I wanted to draw it out. This was our first time as boyfriends, the first time with us both knowing that we loved each other. I wanted it to last.
“E. You’re so fucking sexy,” I groaned, my cock fucking dripping between us. “I want to fuck you. Make it last.”
“Do it,” he panted, withdrawing from me. I immediately felt the loss, but at the same time, I needed to be inside him more than anything. He pressed a condom into my hand, and I wasted no time in rolling it on, hissing as my overly sensitive dick throbbed at the sensation. The bed was moving, and I suddenly realised that he was fingering himself open, and fuck. Me. That was so, so hot.
“Fucking hell, E. You’d better be ready in the next couple of minutes because I’m in serious danger of coming the second I get inside you.”
He adjusted his position, lying back on the bed and pulling me on top of him. His cock was already hard again, sticking straight up between us, and I had to make him come again. I needed him to come on my cock.
“I’m ready,” he gritted out, and I slid my hand up his calf muscles, lifting his leg and hooking his ankle over my shoulder so I could go even deeper when I got my dick inside him. I lined myself up, pushing inside that tight, slicked-up heat. My eyes rolled back in my head, shivers of pleasure racing up and down my body, Elliot’s arms tightly clasped around me, his body so fucking hot against mine.
I rolled my hips down. “Do you think you can come again?”
“Y—yes.” His words were muffled, his face buried in my neck again, his mouth hot and wet against my skin as he sucked and licked and bit me. Digging the pads of my fingers into his fucking gorgeous ass, I yanked him even closer, bringing his other leg up so that we hit a different angle, an angle that had my climax barrelling towards me like a runaway train or something.
I was so fucking deep inside him, and he was so hot and tight, I couldn’t hold off any longer. I came, hard, my whole body shuddering, holding on to him as tightly as I could.
The second I stopped and managed to catch my breath, I lowered his legs and wrapped my hand around his cock.
“Come for me, baby.” I stared down at his gorgeous face, stroking him hard and fast, knowing he was right on the edge. His hips jerked up, and his eyes rolled back. He gasped out my name, his cock pulsing in my grip, and warmth shot between us as he went boneless beneath me.
He wrapped his arms around me, and I placed soft kisses to the side of his head, letting myself sink down onto him, slowly sliding my softening cock out of him. Neither of us were ready to move, and we lay there, wrapped up in each other for what felt like forever. Eventually, though, I dealt with the condom and used the wipes to clean us up. We were both exhausted, and I collapsed onto my back, pulling Elliot half on top of me, my arm around his waist.
“Sleep well, E. I love you.”
I felt him smile against my collarbone. “Sweet dreams. I love you too.”
33
Ander had a football match today. Ander…my best friend, my boyfriend, and the person who was in love with me. How the fuck had this happened?
I couldn’t stop smiling as I piled into Noah’s car along with Kira and two of her friends, Emily and Maura. It was cramped, but they all managed to squeeze in somehow. Scooting my seat as far forwards as I could to give them more room, I folded my legs into the small footwell. Noah glanced at me, brows raised, and I shook my head, grinning.Tell you later, I mouthed, and he returned my grin.
When the radio was on and the girls were occupied in a discussion amongst themselves, I spoke, keeping my voice low. There wasn’t necessarily a need to hide my news because Ander hadn’t indicated that he wanted to keep it quiet, but since most people thought he was straight, I wanted to make sure that he was the one to make the decision about who he told and when.
“I’ve worked things out with Ander. We’re on much better terms now.”
Noah laughed as he flipped the indicator, moving into the left turn lane. “By the size of the smile on your face, I’d say those terms are even better than they were before.”
I didn’t confirm or deny, but I knew he could tell.
When we arrived at the grounds where the LSU football team were playing Crawley’s university team, I was hit with a jolt of excitement. The last match that Ander had invited me to, when I’d been in the studio with Curtis and then Ander had been injured, felt like a lifetime ago. This time, for the first time ever, I was here to support my boyfriend.
The five of us made our way down to the pitch, wrapped up in scarves and gloves and hats. Kira had brought a thermos of hot chocolate with her, and I kind of wished I’d done the same because it was cold enough that I could see my breath, and the railings of the tiered seating were frosty. But I forgot all about the cold when the teams came onto the pitch, and I got to see Ander for the first time that day.
He grinned widely when he caught my eye, and I waved, butterflies going fucking crazy in my belly. It was such a heady, exhilarating feeling. After loving him in secret for so long, knowing that I’d never be able to have him, he was now mine. He’d chosen me, just like I’d chosen him.
The match got underway, with Noah leaning into me every now and then to ask me for clarification on various rules of the game. It seemed like he was starting to enjoy the matches now, or at least the ones Liam played in.
Just before half-time, Preston scored, and I jumped to my feet with the rest of the LSU supporters, shouting and cheering. A little farther down my row of seats, the pride and happiness on Kian’s face as he watched his boyfriend blow him a kiss had me smiling even wider.
The second half kicked off, and Crawley equalised seventy-four minutes into the game. After that, it was a tense sixteen minutes where both sets of supporters willed their team to score. Ninety minutes approached, and the linesman held up a board indicating that there would be three minutes of added time.
Ander passed the ball to Travis, who made a split-second decision and passed to Levi. It was a long shot, but somehow, he managed to kick it just right, and the ball went soaring over the heads of the Crawley defenders, curving to the right, and went straight into the top corner of the goal, with the tips of the goalie’s fingers brushing it as it flew into the net. A minute later, the whistle blew, and it was all over.
“That was great!” Noah bounced on the balls of his feet. “I think I’m starting to see the appeal of football now. Don’t tell Liam, though—he’ll probably make me watch all the matches on TV with him, and I’m not sure I’ll ever be that much of a fan.”
I laughed as I wound my scarf more tightly around my neck in preparation for leaving the pitch. “He probably won’t be that bad. Ander only asks me to watch some of the matches on TV with him, and we always do a swap so we get to watch something of mine afterwards.”
