Page 63 of Traitor


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“Of course, I thought I proved I’d do anything for you.”

“You have, and I love you for it.”

“I love you too,” He kisses me. “Is that it?”

“God, you’re annoying, I’m never being nice again.” I say, pushing him away with a smile.

“Oh, I think you will be.” he says, holding my hand.

I pull out my phone to ask where everyone is.

“And why is that?” I ask, shooting a text, quickly realizing that typing one handed is hard.

“Oh, are you not about to smoke?”

All I can do is glare. He’s got me there.

On the way back to the hotel, minus Scout, because he left early for whatever reason. He’s been so secretive and after finding out about Callum’s love plan I thought he’d be better but he’s only gotten worse.

I thought after the accident he’d think twice about sneaking around not double down. I don’t know if I should be concerned. We’re adults, but he’s doing a lot.

We exchanged numbers with the girls from the festival. They live in Colorado, so I hope we’ll be able to visit soon. I love that state. I pull out my phone to text Callum who’s in the front seat. Seperating Kel and Oliver is a hazard, so I’m in the back with them.

echo: hey

cowboy: yes?

echo: guess what

cowboy: youre horny?

I sigh aloud, “You know me so well.”

Callum

The sound of the shower water hitting the tiles slightly muffles Echo’s moans as he fucks into me. I never thought I’d enjoy bottoming as much as I do, but we trade more often than not since that first time.

Echo still prefers bottoming, but I can tell he loves sticking his cock in my slutty hole. Just for him. I’m a complete whore for Echo Vasilyev.

I even started going to therapy because of him. He started to go and I started myself after he suggested couple’s sessions. So now we have our own individual sessions, and the ones we share once a month. At first I was a little adverse to the idea, but I warmed up quickly when Echo schooled me about the importance of good communication.

Anything for that boy. Anything.

Echo strokes my dick as he nears completion. I can always tell when he’s gonna come based on how his sounds change. When he can barely even speak anymore.

I feel powerful knowing I cause that.

Echo finally comes and after a few strokes I’m done for as well. Spraying my sticky seed on the bathroom tile.

We finish the shower with actual cleanup, Echo grabbing my soap from the little counter.

Echo started living with me when we came for our home show. I asked him on his birthday to stay and he laughed, to my horror, before telling me Scout was trying to kick him out because we’d already been doing so pretty much the whole tour.

The USA leg at least, as we’ve still got plenty more to go.

“Hey,” I say as I wash Echo’s hair.

“Hm?”

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