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Do I sell the house or use it as an investment property? I can’t imagine ever wanting to live here again. Does that make me a bad person? For not wanting to hold on to the few memories I have of my parents that aren’t tainted with sorrow?
“What do you need right now?” Eli asks with his lips pressed to my skin.
“A distraction.” The words are out of my mouth before I think about it. I should allow myself to feel whatever it is I need to, but I don’t want to ruin this time I have with Eli. I know I’m going to turn around at some point and he’ll be gone. I need to use every second he gives me.
Moving around me, Eli looks at me like I looked at him earlier. Looking past the mask into my soul.
“How about I feed you, then we can figure out what needs to be done today?” He’s trying to take care of me like I’ve done for him. I hate it.
Grabbing his throat, I push him against the tiled wall and press my body into him. “Why don’t you shut up and let me lose myself in you?”
Eli’s body shudders against me, his dick hard between us, and he moans when I rock into him. The way his skin heats for me, melts for me, is addicting. Every part of him has always called to me, and I finally feel like I can answer that call.
“I need you,” I groan into his ear when he wraps a hand around my cock and strokes. “I need to fuck you like I hate you.”
Eli moans again, his throat bobbing against my palm, and his body shudders.
“You can take it, can’t you?” I bite at his neck and lift one of his legs by the back of the knee. “Your hole will look so pretty stretched out and abused.”
“Asher,” he whines, and I smirk, knowing I won. I find the oil I left in here for jacking off and the sweet scent of jojoba lifts with the steam.
His hole is slicked up, one of his thighs is around my hip, and I coat my dick before lining up my tip with the puckered flesh. Eli takes a deep breath and relaxes as I push forward. My tip pops past the tight ring of muscle, and he clenches around me as he groans an almost pained sound.
“Such a good boy. You can take it.” I move my hand from his throat to cup the side of his neck, pushing farther in. Eli’s fingers grip my wrists, but his dick is leaking for me. I’m sure it hurts a bit with the lack of prep, but he fucking likes it.
His body relaxes, and I slide the rest of the way in until my hips are flush with his.
“There’s my sweet boy.” I kiss along his clean-shaven jaw, nipping at his skin and teasing him with too quick kisses. “You look so pretty with your skin flushed red.”
I pull back slowly, then snap forward quickly. He gasps, then moans, so I do it again. And again. And again. Speeding up until I’m pounding him into the wall and all I can hear is Eli. His throaty cries bounce off the walls of my skull to make an erotic soundtrack that will haunt my dreams.
I love the way my head clears when I’m inside him. Nothing matters like he does. The outside world, my demons, football, nothing compares to him.
Pulling out of him with no warning, I drop his leg and spin him around. His shriek of surprise making me chuckle. I use my foot to spread his and grip his hip to arch him the way I want him so I can sink back in. Eli lifts onto his toes and leans against the wall as I set a hard pace, his bubble butt bouncing off my hips with every fucking thrust.
“I’m going to fill you up,” I say with my lips against his ear. “Then watch my cum run down your leg.”
Eli shudders and reaches for his dick, stroking himself quickly.
“Use me. Make me take it, please.” Eli’s demanding words make my eyes roll back in my head. I sink my teeth into his shoulder and groan into his skin as I explode inside of him. His hole sloppy and wet with my cum has me shuddering against him.
“Fuck, please,” Eli whimpers, pulling hard on his dick as I try to catch my breath.
I pull out of his ass and drop to my knees.
Pulling on Eli’s hip, I swallow him. His hand falls away on a hiss and his cock throbs on my tongue. I bob quickly on him, taking him as deep as I can while I slide my middle two fingers into his slick hole and search for his prostate.
His ass cheeks clench when I find it, and his hips jerk forward, choking me, but I keep going as he fills my mouth with cum. I sputter at the amount, only losing a few drops before he slumps against the wall and slides down to the floor bonelessly.
I lick my lips and pull him against me so I can claim his lips. It’s a deep, slow kiss that I feel to the marrow of my bones. This boy. I need him so fucking badly.
After our shower, I text Aaron that Eli is here, and he needs to be scarce. I’m not letting Eli out of this house until he convinces himself not to run again. There is shit I need to be handling, but I can’t. He’s the only thing I can focus on. I need to burrow as far into Eli as I can. I want the breath in his lungs to fill mine. I’m tired of drowning. For just a little while, I want to pretend that he’s all there is.
Eli comes out of the bathroom in my shirt that hangs down to his damn knees. He stops when he sees me watching him and fidgets with the edge of the cotton.
“I should go,” he starts, shifting his weight from foot to foot.
“No.” He can’t leave, not yet. I’m not ready.
