Page 37 of Just Say When


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Lio switched on the bedside lamp, and I turned off the overhead lights before joining him in bed. He was on me before my back touched the sheets, straddling my hips and pinning me to the mattress. Our mouths fused in a ravenous mating of swirling tongues and bumping teeth. I gripped his ass with both hands, digging my fingers into his flesh like he might disappear any minute. He aligned our cocks before rocking and rutting against me, chasing away all my fears. When we pulled back to catch our breaths, I saw the unspoken promise in his gaze. He wouldn’t leave me.

We kissed again until our need was too urgent to ignore. Lio separated from me long enough to remove the lube from the bedside table and resume his position. He slicked my cock, then aligned it to his pucker.

“Wait,” I said. “Let me prep—”

Lio sank onto my cock with a lusty whimper in the back of his throat that drew my balls tight. He placed his left hand in the center of my chest, fisted his right hand around his cock, and rode me like a rodeo champ while stroking himself. Lio set a ferocious pace that hurtled us toward climax. I wanted him to slow down, but his greedy little ass squeezed me so good.

“Baby, I’m going to come,” I warned.

“Too many days,” Lio said. “Need you.” His ass squeezed my shaft, and his breath hitched in his throat. Lio rode me faster, splattering my stomach and chest with cum.

I gripped his hips and thrust deeper, bucking Lio forward so he collapsed onto my chest as my orgasm ripped through me. I dug my feet into the mattress and drove into him as his ass continued spasming around my cock, milking every last drop from me.

I rubbed my hands up and down his back before settling them on his perfect ass cheeks. “Too many days,” I agreed.

We cleaned up in his bathroom, then he retrieved the duffle bag I’d packed but had left in the truck in case it was too presumptuous. He snagged a few more cupcakes on his way back to the bedroom. I tried my best not to get crumbs everywhere, but sex had left me starving.

“One thing is certain,” I said once we turned off the lights and I spooned up behind Lio.

“What’s that?” he asked sleepily.

“You’re in charge of design and décor. I’ll provide the cheap labor. Your bedroom is beautiful.”

“Thank you, but I can’t take credit for the design since I stole it from the internet.”

“You executed it beautifully,” I said, pressing a kiss to the back of his neck. “You seriously did the furniture yourself?”

“I bought it secondhand, painted it ivory, and scuffed it with sandpaper. I chose a sealant with a matte finish instead of glossy.”

“It’s perfect. Guess we’ll finally tackle that goose wallpaper next.”

Lio rolled over to face me. “Actually, I think your cabin should be next. It’s time to make it your place.”

“I’m not sure where to start, but I love the idea of us creating something special together.”

“Why don’t we all ride out there tomorrow?” he asked. “Alex can try out his drone while we take inventory and develop a game plan.”

“Perfect,” I said before pressing a kiss to Lio’s forehead.

He smiled sleepily. “Freaking out yet?”

I brushed my fingers over his cheek. “Not even a little.”

Lio

Abe reached over the console and rested his hand on my thigh. “Are you upset Alex changed his plans at the last minute and went to Eric’s house?”

“No,” I replied. “If Alex were in the back seat of my truck, you wouldn’t be stroking my thigh.”

Abe chuckled. “I’m just resting my hand here.”

“Oh. Wishful thinking, I guess.” I stopped at an intersection and smiled over at him. “I used to struggle when Alex chose his friends over spending time with me but not anymore. It’s part of growing up.” I turned right onto the road that would take us to the lakeside community. “Besides, I’m thrilled everything is okay between the boys. Alex’s principal had a joint phone conference with Alyssa and me because some kids were harassing Alex about the stuff going on at the precinct. We asked Dr. Harriott not to intercede unless things turned physically or verbally abusive. As much as you want to protect your kids from everything, you just can’t do it. They have to learn a method of conflict resolution that works for them.”

Abe snorted. “I know how his father likes to work through conflict resolution.”

I smirked over at him. “It’s evolved over the years.” Though the right situation would trigger the fierier version of me. “Anyway,” I said, “Eric is a shy kid who avoids the spotlight at all costs. He’s always been that way. It was obvious he’d been distancing himself from Alex this past week, so I’m glad they’re working through the challenges together. Overall, Alex doesn’t seem troubled about the stuff at school.”

“He’s more worried about you,” Abe said.

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