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“That you did, Ash. But thank you for being the man I want to grow old with.”
“And we will. That I can promise you.”
He sinks himself onto my cock, and I drop my head against the back of the chair. He’s a fucking Houdini with the way he controls his up and down movement, holding onto the armrests. He’s slow. Not hurried. The movements continue up and down and up and down.
‘You close, baby?”
I close my eyes. I’ve been close since my cock entered him. “I’m trying to wait it out, until I just can’t…”
My words are swallowed by my orgasm as I come inside of him. “Fill me up, Ash. Fill me completely up.” I do as he commands.
“Fucking bossy bottom.” This time I can say these words, where he typically says them to me. “But you’re a fucking bossy bottom I’ll love for the rest of my life.”
He collapses on me. “Ditto.”
29
Noah
“You thinkmeeting on our turf will be better?” he asks, dusting the coffee table we keep in the sitting area. He cleans when he’s nervous. “Are we ever going to get another couch, instead of these atrocities you call chairs?”
We’ve changed the apartment around a little, moving the reclining chairs to the front room, and keeping the couch in the television room, so we can snuggle when we binge our shows. We’ve binged several series since starting Jack Ryan six months ago.
“Not sure, honey. If you want a new couch, that’s what you get.” I’m stirring the risotto and watching Ash as he goes all domesticated on me. “But I need a place to lay with you, when we’re watching TV, if we’re not in our room,” I state.
“You’re very good at letting me get my way. Will you let me get my way tonight?”
“Fuck, I love what you’re insinuating, but if my parents get here and I’m sprouting a boner, I’m taking you into the bathroom and fucking you.”
My brother, who has his own key, strolls into the kitchen, and my hand is palming Ash’s cock. “Ah shit, did I have to walk in on that?”
“You didn’t come with Mom and Dad?” I’m ignoring my brother’s laments.
“Nah, I figured if this night went sideways, at least I don’t have to ride home with them.”
Ash returns to the living room, adjusting the magazines he’s fanning out on the coffee table, all color draining from his complexion. “You think tonight will go bad?”
“Great, asshole. Please don’t break my boyfriend.”
Ashton tries to talk a good talk, but he’s anxious. Who doesn’t want to make a good impression on the woman who will be your mother-in-law? I’d be devastated if Caitlyn didn’t like me. But Ash is better than me, so why can’t my mom see it?
Ash’s phone rings, and he passes Liam to grab it from our bedroom.
“Did you have to say that, little brother?” I ask of him.
“Sorry. But seriously, I think mom has come to her senses. What has it been? Two months since you saw her last? In what world can you think helicopter Evelyn is okay with that?”
“It hasn’t stopped her from trying, though, right?”
“You know Mom.” Liam’s only answer makes sense.
Ashton returns to the kitchen, clenching the side of the sink, and from his profile alone, his lips are pursed with irritation.
I shoe Liam away from us, pointing toward the TV room. “Hey, hon. What’s wrong?”
He turns around in my arms. “It was my mom. She’s been sick all day, running a fever and vomiting.”
Our plan was to have both sets of families over tonight, and share the happy news together.
