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“It’s hard for me to trust,” Spencer said after a while. “It might not seem like it, but it is. I expect the worst, which is likely why I judged you so harshly…but then after DJ…I think a part of me wondered if there was something about me that chased men away. Or maybe not that, but like I wasn’t worth holding on to. That I was easy to replace or forget. I don’t ever feel that way with you.”
Spencer brushed his fingers through my hair while I tried to breathe. “You’re not easy to forget. You’re not replaceable. You’re everything.”
“Move in with me,” Spencer said softly. “Move all your stuff into my apartment, or we can stay at yours. I want the address on our licenses to be the same. I want our mail in the same mailbox. I want to know that we’ll be in the same bed every night. Move in with me and let me spend my life showing you how fucking loved you are.”
I paused for a moment, trying to figure out if my brain was playing tricks on me or if I’d really heard what I thought I had. Maybe it was silly to be so surprised. Spencer and I had basically lived with each other since the start of our friendship turned relationship, but I’d also wondered why he’d never mentioned making it official. Now he was, and that was very real. This sounded like two names on one lease and…forever. It sounded like forever.
He must have taken my hesitation as me not wanting this because he said, “It’s okay if you’re not ready. I’ve never lived with a partner before, and I want you to know how serious I am about you.”
“Not even DJ?” I asked because, well, because I didn’t have it in me not to ask.
“No. Not even him. And I would choose you over him any day, baby. Always.”
“Yes. Fuck yes. Let’s do it.”
Spencer wrapped his thick, beefy arms around me, lifting me up and spinning us around. I mean, seriously, we were fucking romantic. Parker and Elliott didn’t have shit on us.
He hadn’t let go of me or set me down when his lips crashed down on mine. My tongue immediately pushed into Spencer’s mouth, and my hand tangled in his hair. We kissed like we were starving for each other, as if keeping fused together was the only way we could stay alive.
He walked toward our tent with me still in his arms. Spencer was chubby. There was no denying that, and I would never want to, but he also had muscle beneath. He was strong and masculine and I loved it when he held me, squeezed me in his arms so air couldn’t even fit between us.
We tried to get into the tent while kissing, which didn’t work out so well. We were laughing and fumbling with the zipper, Spencer nearly dropping me before we decided he was going to have to put me down so we could go inside.
“Take your clothes off out here. It’ll be easier,” Spencer said, and we began frantically stripping each other. It didn’t matter to me how expensive this tux was, I would die if I didn’t get him inside me soon.
Spencer opened the tent, and we spilled inside. It was full of blankets and pillows, and in the corner he’d placed some of my favorite treats and… “Gatorade.”
“I plan on riding you hard tonight…more than once. I figured we could use the hydration.”
He smirked, and I kissed it, falling onto my back, Spencer on top of me. We were going to live together, and he wanted to show me how much he loved me, and damned if that wasn’t the most amazing thing.
“I want to fuck you bare,” Spencer said, rubbing his cheek against mine. “Want to empty my balls inside you, fill you up with my cum.”
“Yes…God yes. I got checked a few weeks ago.” One could never be too safe, and since we were serious, we’d lose the rubbers soon.
Spencer grinned.
“What? I like to plan ahead.”
“Me too. I did the same. Negative.”
“Me as well.” Plus, we were both on PrEP.
“No one has ever come inside me before,” I admitted.
“Me neither. I know you like riding my dick, but one of these days, if you’re down, I’d like you to fuck me too.”
“Deal. But right now, I just need you inside me.” I slid my hand between our bodies, over his soft, rounder belly, until I got to his cock. I palmed it, stroking up his shaft. “You know what would be awesome? Self-lubing hands…like Spiderman with his web, only lube would squirt out. It would make sex so much easier.”
Spencer laughed, and I did the same, our bodies vibrating together. “God, you’re an idiot and I love you.”
