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I push a strand of hair from his eyes as I speed up my thrusts. “You’re the person who I want to make love to every fucking night and you’re the person I want to kiss with morning breath.”
We both smile at one another, but we don’t look away. “I love you, Xan. I love you so fucking much. But know this, I’ll be the person who will stop at nothing to take every bit of pain away from you because you’re my everything.”
My speed increases, and I thrust fast and hard. My breathing is labored, and with one last thrust, I come inside of him, as he follows suit.
“And right now,” I say as I fall next to him. “You’re the person I want to fall asleep with, now and always.” I drop a kiss onto his nose, and we curl around each other, and it’s how we find sleep. And sleeping next to one another has never felt as good as it does after what we’ve experienced tonight.
* * *
I broughtin my suitcase somewhere between making love to the man a few times after dinner. I tug my jeans up over my boxers as the sun plays on Xander’s face, and he stirs a little bit.
“What are you doing up, baby?” he asks, pulling the covers over his eyes. “It’s so early, farm boy. Crawl back into bed and I’ll blow you.”
I swing my gaze to him as he begins to stroke his cock. “Fuck, babe, I would but I promised JJ I’d help around the farm today. And Ma expects you over tonight for dinner.”
He lets go of his cock, a frown covering his face. “I guess I can stop this.” He points to his deflated dick. “But what about your brother? Won’t he have questions?”
“I’m sure he figured it out. Was planning on coming clean to him but only after I spoke to you.”
He pushes from the bed, his face brightening as he gets closer to me. “I’m out. I’m proud to be with you, and before you say it, I know you’re proud to be with me. You coming out, telling people we’re together, is up to you. I’ll be here to support you.”
I have to work hard to restrain my emotions because he’s said everything that matters. His expression turns hungry and I know right then I’m not getting to the farm at six a.m. as we agreed, and I push him back onto the bed.
“On your hands and knees, Xan. Your body is begging for me.”
He growls as he slips his arm over my shoulder. “I’m always ready for you, Clark.”
This overwhelming feeling has come on so fast. I don’t want to be without him. And I know that boarding a plane tomorrow night is going to be mere torture, not knowing when I’ll see him again.
But for now, he’s in my sight and I have these next two days to make up for the time we’ll be apart.
I push his back down, but he knows the drill by now and his butt remains in the air. It’s such a beautiful ass, too. He tosses the lube we’d left out last night over his shoulder, and I begin to kiss every part of him, from the top of his back to his butt cheeks. My tongue makes quick work, and I begin to rim him. It’s intimate, this part of our time together, and I couldn’t imagine doing this with someone I didn’t love.
“Oh, fuck, baby.” He’s barely able to breathe out when my finger breaches the tightness around his hole. I haven’t withdrawn my tongue and he receives both as I get him ready for me.
“Who is my good boy? Xan, are you my good boy?” Word porn pours from my lips when I’m with him.
“I love this kink, baby. I’m forever your good boy. Use me as your good boy or I can be your bad boy, too.”
He surrenders completely when we play this way, and we get off on it. And I have an idea and begin to slap his ass.
“You think I’d like that?” Xan asks.
“Yeah, kind of, baby.”
His laugh is low and throaty, and it gives me my answer. “Spank me, baby. Let me really have it.”
My hand comes back and with each punishing stroke, I admire my print on his ass. “Do you want me to spank you or fuck you, my sweet boy?”
“Can I have both?”
“You’re fucking perfect.” I push into his sweet ass, pulling out, spanking him, only to repeat it until I have him so worn out, and so close to the edge, his orgasm is so long that watching him makes me want to fuck him again. And before we leave for the farm, it’s exactly what we do.
* * *
I pullup the long drive leading to the farmhouse a little before eight. It’s not the morning I promised but my brother knows what it’s like. I assume the guy still gets laid from time to time.
Xander has been quiet, though his hand has never left my thigh. “Penny for your thoughts?” I ask.
