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He pushes my pants down, and I step out of them before kicking them out of the way. Then I grab Shawn and pick him up, reveling in the way he wraps his legs around my waist instantly. Our cocks press together, and the only reason I don’t reach down and wrap my hand around them is because I’m holding onto Shawn.
As soon as I reach the bed, I push him down onto it and pull his arms from around my neck. “Lie down.”
Shawn obeys quickly, his skin flushed with excitement. As soon as he’s in position, I grab his knees and push them apart so I can look at him. Even though we were together the other night, I didn’t really get to stop and admire him. I plan to take my time tonight.
He blushes and tries to close his legs, so I move closer to the bed, pressing my knees into the end of the mattress where I stand. “No, no. I want you to keep these open for me all night long.”
He mumbles my name as I lower to my knees on the carpet.
“Just relax,” I say, running my hands slowly up his thighs. “I’ve been waiting for this for a long time.”
I don’t give him time to become any more self-conscious before I lean forward and take him in my mouth. His hips buck instantly, so I push my hands firmly down on his thighs as I suck him, holding him in place.
He swears and slides his hands into my hair, urging me further down on him. His grip is relaxed enough that I could pull back if I wanted to, but I don’t. I want to make him feel good. I want him to never forget tonight.
Slowly, I slide a finger into my mouth alongside his cock and wet it before pulling it out to press it to his entrance. His muscles flutter, but he opens quickly for me. I fingered him last night to stretch him, but I didn’t get nearly enough time to do that as I wanted. Tonight, I’m a lot slower. Gentler. Gliding my fingers in and out, brushing his prostate only every other time.
I keep my lips wrapped around his dick, licking away the precome every time it gathers at his tip. I work him until he’s whimpering, his thighs shaking with the urge to help his body thrust upward, but I don’t let him.
I release him and look down at his cock, red and rock-hard. Then I slide my gaze down to his balls, so heavy it looks as though they could burst. And finally down to where I have three fingers nestled deep into him. Watching the way he’s stretched so tautly around me nearly has me coming right there.
“Lucas.” Shawn’s voice is breathy. “I need you in me. Please. I don’t think I can hold on any longer.”
I want to wait, to keep driving him to the edge over and over again until I’ve had my fill. But just like he needs me in him, I need to be inside him. My body is begging me for it.
Slowly, I pull my fingers from him and watch as he clenches over and over, searching for something else to fill him. Then I roll a condom on and get to my feet.
Shawn stares up at me, his cheeks flushed and his pupils blown wide. His lip is red and a little swollen from biting it. He looks vulnerable.
When I lean over him, he reaches up immediately and grabs my shoulders, pulling me close to him. His knees tighten on either side of my body, and he kisses me fiercely.
“Easy,” I mumble against his lips. “I’m not going anywhere.”
I position my cock at his entrance and push in. It’s a lot easier tonight than it was last time, but there’s still some resistance. I keep my gaze fastened on his as I press in, watching as the muscle in his jaw tightens and sweat beads on his forehead before his body relaxes and allows me the rest of the way in.
As soon as I’ve bottomed out, I lean closer to him and press my lips to his. He tastes like coffee and sunshine and the beach. I never want to stop.
“Lucas.” It’s the only thing he says as he arches up to meet my thrusts. I keep them shallow and slow because I want this to last as long as possible. I want to stay inside him all night long. I want to just be with him.
“Promise you won’t leave again without saying goodbye?” The words come out of my mouth in a hurried whisper.
Shawn meets my gaze and licks his lower lip. His cheeks are flushed, and his fingers are digging into my upper arms. His mouth is swollen and red from my kissing him. “I won’t leave without saying goodbye,” he says softly. “I promise.”
I press closer to him, feeling the truth in his words. Maybe it’s wrong to make him promise something like that, but I can’t help it. I want him so badly that it hurts. It’s the only thing that keeps me from going over the edge tonight and spilling into him.
It’s not until he finally does, his muscles constricting over and over around me, that I find my own release.
This time, I don’t hesitate to pull him close afterward, keeping him nestled against me as I fall into a dreamless sleep.
***
When I wake up the next morning, I slide out of bed and get dressed so I don’t wake Shawn. He looks so peaceful sleeping, but as soon as I leave his hotel room, my stomach starts twisting.
I spent so long angry with him for abandoning Natalie. Abandoningme. But now it all makes sense.
Of course Shawn wouldn’t stay if he heard my parents talking about him like that. He’d rather get out before they told him to. And what’s worse is, I know my dad had to have known Shawn could hear him. Mom and Dad always had their “big” talks in their bedroom closet, where they thought we couldn’t hear them. But ever since Natalie and I were little, we’d crouch in my closet that was on the other side of theirs whenever they were talking in there.
We heard everything. The pregnancy scare Mom had when we were in middle school. The day Dad got laid off work. The moment they got the call about Shawn coming to live with us.
