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“Of all the things you could have said or done,” I told him, “that stupid fish just beat it all.”
“It’s not stupid.” His voice was gruff.
“No.” I agreed. “It’s not.”
It was literally the most meaningful thing I could ever receive. The one gesture my heart would never doubt.
As I filled my hands with his face, my forehead met his. “Take me to bed.”
He carried me into his room, the air a shock compared to the steamy warmth of the bathroom. Shivering, I pressed closer, looping my arms around his neck, burying my face against him.
His knee hit the mattress as he lowered my body, his following closely behind. It was dim in here, the only light filtering in from the bathroom. The bed was cold against my bare back, but I didn’t mind because his scent rose around me while his naked form blanketed me from above. His dark tattoos, inky hair, and onyx eyes swallowed me in shadow, hidden away in a secret place only he could see.
Vaguely, I wondered how I ever thought I could give myself to anyone else. Why I even wanted to try. It would have been mediocre at best, a means to an end. But here with him, I was consumed. I wasn’t just losing my V-card. I was handing over my body and soul.
The significance of that slammed into me, and my hand splayed over his shoulder, stopping his descent. “Max.”
“What is it?” he asked softly, the give in his voice wrecking me, making me not give a shit how much of me he took.
My lower lip trembled, and I shook my head, telling him to forget it. The width of his palm cupped the side of my head, and his fingers gently brushed the hair away from my face. “Tell me.”
I sucked my lower lip into my mouth, stomach pulsing with a heartbeat of its own. “If we do this,” I said around a ragged breath, “I can’t go back to being your brother. I won’t be able to be that ever again.”
If you tell me in the morning this was a mistake, it will break me beyond repair.
“Ah, baby.” His voice was soft, the term of endearment punctuated by his lips brushing across my forehead. As he braced all his weight on an elbow beside my head, his eyes turned into a caress. “How about you be my heart instead?”
The lump in my throat left me mute, so I settled for bobbing my head instead. His lips claimed mine, and I tumbled into the kiss, opening myself to allow his tongue to sweep inside. Words ceased to exist, and emotion took over as my body hummed for his.
I moaned under his skilled attention, the drag of his lips over my jaw and down my throat. The open-mouthed kisses left traces of him everywhere he touched, and I panted, digging my fingers into his skin, demanding more.
When he started to dip lower, I fisted my fingers in his hair, pulling his head up so he had to meet my eyes. “I’m not done kissing you yet,” I told him, tugging the strands again.
With a growl, he came back over me, all his weight forcing me into the mattress as we went at it again, our bodies creating a single indent in the bed. We rutted against each other, fully erect dicks grinding together as I tugged his upper lip into my mouth to suck. He groaned appreciatively, rocking into me again, smearing my skin with pre-cum. Knowing I excited him, knowing his cock wept for me caused goose bumps to ripple over my skin.
Stunned by just how much I wanted, I released his mouth, throwing my head back to moan. His hand curled around my exposed throat, and my Adam’s apple bobbed excitedly against his palm. Holding me, he slid down my body, outlining my abs with his tongue. My dick pulsed desperately as it wept for his attention.
He slid lower and lower, giving my throat one last squeeze before letting go. Both hands grabbed my hips, his grip like a vise. Without warning, he swallowed me down, slipping his hot, silky mouth over me until his nose hit my pelvis.
Choking on bliss, I arched up the bed, and he hummed around my cock, the vibration making me groan and stretch again. His head began to bob, the long strands of his silky hair brushing my sensitive skin when he slid all the way down. Between that light tickle and the tight lock his lips had around me, everything else faded away.
Mumbled, incoherent words babbled out of me as he buried me deep inside his throat. My dick was drenched in his saliva when he pulled off, and I watched heatedly as it stretched between his lips and my shaft. Enclosing me in his fist, he twisted a little just below my head, and a bead of pearly liquid dripped from my tip. Transfixed, I watched the whole of his tongue lap it up.
He purred, lifting his head while licking what was left of me off his lips. “You taste damn good, baby.”
I shuddered, knowing he swallowed a piece of me, hoping selfishly it would somehow be absorbed into his skin. In a burst of want, I sat up, eye level with his impressive cock. Even though I had no idea what I was doing, I grabbed it around the base and licked over the head.
He groaned, head falling back, and I latched on to swallow it down. Unrivaled hunger ripped through me, tinged with desperation. I loved the way my lips glided over him, loved the way he sank deeper into my throat. I pushed farther onto him, my throat convulsing with the urge to gag.
“Careful,” he murmured, pulling back.
Annoyed, I grabbed his ass and pulled him back in, feeling his tip nudge the back of my throat, letting it squeeze him as my eyes watered. I only pulled back when I needed air, and even then, I sucked it in and then licked up his shaft, slurping up some of the wetness I’d left behind.
I went for more, but he denied me, going as far as stepping off the bed.
“Max,” I rasped, my vocal cords wrecked.
“If you touch me again, I’ll explode all over you.”
