Page 87 of The Good Liar


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“Angel!” Cole groaned from our bedroom as I slammed through the front door, kicking off my shoes and stripping as I dashed up the steps in the dark.

“I told you not to start without me!” I said, quickening my pace once I hit the upstairs landing. Wet slapping noises sounded down the long hall. My mouth watered and my cock hardened. “Fuck,Cole.” My shoulder knocked into the door jamb as I used it for support.

Candles were lit in every corner of the room, the curtains pulled back on the balcony doors, letting in the moonlight. In the center of our bed, legs spread wide, feet planted, wearing a birthday hat, Cole lay panting, one hand gripping the headboard as the other one fucked his dick. Cum ran down the crease of his groin, making its way to his asshole. This wasn’t his first round.

“You took too long. I–I told you…I—” His hips rose as he moaned, jerking himself faster. “Told you I needed you now, angel.”

As much as we loved our tribe, by the end of the night we were craving our alone time. We’d offered everyone a guest room, but Leland had already pre-warned them what spending the night under the same roof with us was like. Apparently, we didn’t know how to keep quiet.

Sending everyone off with more food and cake than they could carry, we didn’t waste a second in tearing away our clothes and hopping into the shower. Then we realized we hadn’t yet stocked the house with lube, or much of anything to be honest, and our only bottle had been forgotten in the stables.

I’d left Cole to set the scene in our bedroom while I’d raced there to get it.

“Don’t come,” I said, kicking out of my underwear and feeling oddly left out.

“Get your ass on my cock, angel,” he said in warning. I straddled him, fingering lube into my hole as he upturned the bottle over his spit-slicked dick.

He held himself steady at the base as I swallowed him inch by excruciating inch to the halfway mark. I was still a little sore from earlier. Not enough to keep me from taking his cock, but enough to be concerned about taking him all the way.

I rode him cowboy-style, coyly pinching my nipples, and biting at my fingertip as I steadily moaned his name.

“Goddamn it, Jasper,” he choked out, taking measure of my cock with his lubed hand. “I love how it curves right here,” he said, applying pressure to the spot where it flared and nodded left. “I love this vein right here.” He tickled a finger along the puffy vein on the underside, each word ripping out of him.

I slapped a hand to his chest as my legs began to tire and the sweat began to form everywhere.

“Can you take more of me?” he asked, letting me set and maintain the pace.

“I want to, but you’re too big, Cole.”

“Liar,” he chuckled, licking a white bead of my precum from his thumb. The claim wasn’t a lie, the insinuation it was a problem was most definitely bullshit.

“You love what a boost to my ego does for the fucking, don’t you, angel?” he crooned as I brought my knees down to the mattress and let him slowly stuff me with the rest of his dick. I fell over him, my hands tightening on the railing of the headboard as Cole guided me with care

up and down his erection.

“Hell, yeah,” I said, my hair falling into my eyes. I freed one hand to gather up the cum pooling in the grooves of his stomach muscles. I sucked it off my finger and made a show of fucking my mouth with the digit, before subjecting him to a cum-flavored kiss.

“Are you close?” he asked frantically, squeezing my cock and jacking me off me with vigor. I nodded, eyes rolling to the back of my head. “Me, too.” he said, air gusting in and out of his open mouth.

We were both there, right there, I could feel it, and I snaked a hand behind me, sending my wet finger straight through his asshole, crooking it, striking gold and finding his gland.

Cole bridged his hips on a feral shout, my one hand still on the railing the only thing keeping me seated as his cum poured into me. “Touch me, Cole,” I begged. The shock had frozen his stroking hand. Two pumps later and I shot everywhere, a drop catching in his navel.

We were sweaty and sticky, but too tired to care.

“Right here,” Cole said, pointing to the center of his throat. My nose rubbed as I circled my hips, and his dick spasmed inside me. I relaxed against him as he pressed down on my ass cheeks with both hands, ensuring his cock stayed put for as long as possible.

“Give me a few minutes to catch my breath. Then I’ll lick you clean, angel,” he promised, pressing and squeezing me between his palms. I grunted sleepily.

I hadn’t realized I’d drifted off until Cole woke me up with a kiss. “Why are you still awake, birthday boy?” I asked, scratching his scalp. We laid on our sides facing each other with a thin sheet over us. The candlelight still flickered around us.

“It’s four in the morning.” He grinned at me. “Birthday’s over.”

I hummed, rolling to my back and stretching my limbs, feeling the sweet ache between my cleft. “Did you get some sleep?”

“Yeah.”

“Andwhyare we awake now?” I asked, confused, lazily blinking at him.

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