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His lips sought mine, and our tongues twisted as we rutted, our movements near desperate. Pulling away, he bit into my shoulder, and my forehead lowered onto his.

“You feel so fucking good.” I groaned, my dick spasming and leaking all over his, our pre-release smearing us both. “I cannot get enough of you.”

“More,” he panted, straining up.

Taking both cocks in my hand, I worked us, watching our flushed heads leak every time I squeezed. He palmed my hips, fucking himself up into my hand, faster and faster until the only sound in the room was our smacking skin and heavy breathing.

“Come all over me, angel,” I beckoned, thumbing the wetness around his head. “Let go for me.”

Almost on command, his hips stuttered, and a low, guttural moan forced his head back while the rest of him arched. I latched on to the column of his exposed neck, my lips vibrating under his grunts and moans as he shot all over my hand and coated our dicks.

“That’s it. Good boy,” I mouthed against him. “Give me some more.”

A small sound of protest started, but I gave him another tug, and it melted into a moan. The extra I asked for gushed out, and I used it to lube up my throbbing cock.

“Watch,” I demanded, feeling a fresh zing of desire the second he did as I asked. It took two pumps and I exploded with a shout. White light detonated behind my eyes as I stiffened, my load shooting all over his stomach, adding to the mess he’d already made and mixing us into one.

I stayed over him as aftershocks rocked me, my dick dripping onto his abs. Finally, I pushed back onto my knees, admiring him all spread out for me, flushed from exertion and satisfied with our jizz all over his middle.

I reached for the tissues on my dresser, but he made a little sound and caught my hand. When I glanced back, he stuck out his tongue.

My heart overturned, everything about him disarming. As disarmed as I was, of course, I couldn’t deny him. I wouldn’t. What he wanted satisfied a baser instinct I’d never had until him.

Holding his stare, I twirled two fingers in the mix of semen on his body and lifted them to his waiting mouth. Lips parting more, his tongue eagerly reached out. I pressed the cum-coated digits into his tongue, and he closed around them, sucking me into his mouth.

My spent dick jerked in interest, but I ignored it in favor of the way his icy eyes turned warm as he sucked every last drop off my fingers.

When he was finished, I was slow to pull back, relishing the drag of his silky, wet mouth against my fingers, remembering how it felt when it was my dick. Contented, he sighed, and I dropped onto my back on the mattress beside him.

Now that the eruption of want was starting to wane, reality had room to rear its ugly head. This was not supposed to happen, butgoddamn, he felt so good.

The urge to bolt up out of bed and pull on my pants and pace was strong. I wouldn’t do it, though. Not after what he’d just said.

Tell me why I’m never enough.

“Lars.”

I felt the change in him, the relaxation fleeing his body as apprehension filled him up.

He didn’t turn to look at me. Instead, he remained on his back to stare up at the blank ceiling. “Yeah?”

I reached over to catch his chin and pull his head to the side. Our stares collided, and the familiar electric pulse I felt from his was like coming home.

I swallowed. “There is nothing about you that is lacking. Nothing.”

His pale stare bounced between mine for long, quiet moments. And when he spoke, his words presented me with a choice: truth or lie.

“Then why?”

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Lars

Run away,Lars. Run fast.

I took my own advice.

I ran. I ran fast.

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