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“Yeah.” I chuckle. “I’m fine.”

“Why are you laughing?” He sits up, and his face morphs into disgruntled.

“I thought something was seriously wrong.” I reach for his hand, and my chest tightens. I don’t know how much my dad loved my mom, but I know that if I lose Brendon, it will be the end of me.

“I’m a selfish dick, that’s what wrong.”

I smile at him and open my mouth to respond when his stomach growls, making me laugh.

“We should get dinner.” I kiss him quickly and slide off the bed.

“Ugh! Pants are the worst, though!” Brendon whines, but he gets dressed.

I find my clothes and pull them on. Brendon moves behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. His breath on my neck sends shivers down my spine.

“Thank you.” His whispered words are so quiet I almost don’t hear them.

I reach over my shoulder to cup the back of his head and turn my face toward him to press a kiss to his lips.

“I’ve got you.”Always and forever.

18

Paul

Something is moving against me, my dick achingly hard, and someone is groaning quietly. I’m pressed against a warm body that smells like Tide laundry soap, team shower body wash, and warm skin. Familiar and warm. I don’t know what time it is, but I also don’t give a shit.

I take his mouth in an aggressive kiss, making him take me, and pushing my body weight against him. I push him onto his back and straddle his hips. Reaching for his hands, I pin them next to his head, and he arches into me. His cock throbs, and he pushes his hips against me.

“Someone likes being restrained.” I nip at his ear, and he groans. It’s so much hotter than I expected it to be. There’s something enticing about having this strong, athletic man whimpering under me that is going to quickly become addictive.

“Only by you.” Brendon’s breathy, sleep-rough words are a shot of adrenaline to my system.

I push my ass against the hard ridge of his dick with more pressure, and he groans a throaty sound for me.

“Hmm, do you like being teased?” I drag my lips along his scruffy jaw. I want to devour his mouth while we take pleasure from each other’s bodies until we’re weak and sated.

“You’re a real ass, you know that?” Brendon whines when I slide my ass against him again.

I chuckle and bite at the skin of his neck. “I do have a pretty nice ass.”

A shudder runs through him, and I bite him again, loving his reaction.

“You’re so responsive.” I drag one hand down his chest and pinch his nipple when I find it. He arches off the bed with a strangled moan and grabs the back of my neck with his now free hand, yanking my lips to his in an aggressive kiss.

I nip at his lip, and he opens for me, my tongue sliding into his mouth to explore him. His approval vibrates through his chest, and I let myself sink onto him.

He threads his fingers through the hand I have on the bed. It makes my heart lurch. I can’t keep my emotions out of this. If he pulls away and puts me back in the friend zone, it’ll break my heart.

“Pull my cock out,” I growl against his lips. His free hand struggles to do what I’ve demanded, but he manages to reach inside my boxer briefs. The heat of his palm and the grip of his fingers around me make me moan. “I’m going to fuck your fist, mark you with my cum.”

“Yes, please,” he whimpers.

Reaching for the lube I have stashed under the bed, I dribble some in his palm until we’re both so fucking slick.

I take his mouth again, thrusting into his hand and grinding my ass against his dick at the same time. It feels so fucking good to have him desperate beneath me and his air filling my lungs.

“I’m so close,” Brendon moans, his grip on my dick tightening.

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