Page 87 of Three Reasons


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“Did you email Dean Sommerfeld about me and Sean?” I cut right to the chase rather than chuckling like he did.

“No! Why would you even consider that?” He sounded surprised enough I believed him.

“The dean told me he got an anonymous email about us, and you’re the only one who saw Sean and I in a compromising situation.”

“I would never, Matteo. Your friendship means to much to me—and I’m not a petty, drama-loving old man.”

I exhaled slowly, merging into the far left lane to pass some slowpoke taking a Sunday drive on a Monday night. “I know—I just can’t think of anyone else who would have seen something—anything—worth reporting.”

“How much trouble are you in?” Concern laced Hanson’s voice.

“None. Sean dropped out.”

“He what?”

“Quit.”

“But…but he’s been working so hard. He doesn’t have the best grades, but he’s a dedicated student.”

I nodded even though my friend couldn’t see me. “He was indeed.”

“Do you believe he did it for you?” Hanson asked.

I smiled, remembering Sean’s text where he’d built himself up enough I’d heard his sassy attitude through his words. “No. He did it for himself.”

“What are you going to do?”

“Make that boy mine since I’m free to do so.”

Hanson laughed loudly. “I’m glad for you, Matteo. Truly. And don’t worry about the tattletale. Whatever power they thought they had over you no longer exists. Be happy, my friend.”

Ten minutes later, I stood in front of Sean’s condo door, my heart beating heavy. We’d discussed exclusivity, had spoken of a future, but I wanted more from him. I’d given myself the bisexual label a couple of weeks earlier, and I was ready for a second.

Boyfriend, partner…whichever he preferred.

I knocked, and the door ripped open before I inhaled a full breath.

Sean smirked, fisted my hoodie, and yanked me inside.

We collided with an oomph escaping both of us before he kicked his door closed.

“Missed you,” he said right before claiming my mouth.

He tasted as sweet as caramel with that hint of masculine warmth I’d become addicted to. I could kiss Sean every day for the rest of my life, and I still wouldn’t get my fill of him.

We ended up in a tangled mess of limbs and half-removed clothing atop his bed. I hadn’t seen much of his condo on the way into his bedroom, nor did I care. I sank into his prepped hole with a slow thrust, my sweats hanging off one of my ankles.

“Fuck yes, baby,” Sean groaned, wrapping his bare legs around my ass. “You’re so deep inside me. Jesus.” He yanked my head down and stole my breath yet filled my lungs at the same time.

Overwhelmed didn’t describe me in that moment. His scent, his taste on my tongue, and his tight ass sucking on my cock…my head spun.

“Sean…fuck, you’re so good. So perfect for me—” I cut myself off from declaring my undying love I’d felt sure of once that final petal had fallen. He was too young for talk about rings and forever. If I spilled how much I wanted with him?—

“Don’t stop now, Teach,” he moaned.

I chuckled and thrust deep, losing my head over how we fit together. “I don’t plan on it, sweet boy. You’re the cutest thing I’ve ever seen,” I murmured since he loved to be told that. “As blinding as the sun, as delicious as a Boston cream donut. You’re the reason I smile every morning and the one I most look forward to seeing every day.”

His grin lit his face, his twinkling eyes taking on the teasing glint that made my balls tingle. “You love me, you think I’m sexy,” he sang with a purred voice while gyrating his hips beneath me.

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