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“Oh, I’m sure it is. We’ll see what we find out and go from there. Okay?”
Before I fully nod, Ghost’s lips are on mine, jerking me so close that we’re plastered together. I can’t stop the groan when he slips his tongue into my mouth. This. This is what I’ve been waiting on. Ghost didn’t even hesitate to jump into this. I let my own insecurities make my mind run wild. I wasn’t lying to Bridget when I told her that I’d never been with a woman. I could see the outward beauty of them, but that’s all the appeal they held for me. I grew up most of my life thinking I was gay. Until her. Which confused the fuck out of me. Now I’m starting this relationship with Ghost. And Bridget is completely off limits. I don’t want to meet the angry side of the Terror Twins.
Ghost’s hands run under my shirt and pulls back to jerk it over my head. “Bedroom?” he asks, kissing down my neck.
“Uh. Are you ready for that?”
“I’m ready for anything with you, Caden.”
I pull back to see his eyes, and the truth is staring right back at me. He’s serious. I step back with a grin and unsnap my jeans. Unzipping them, I start walking back toward his room, and he stalks my every step. Goddamn, he’s sexy as fuck.
My feet cross the threshold to his room, and he slams the door behind him. He jerks his shirt over his head, and my breathing speeds up. He gestures to me. “Off. Now.” Well, when you put it that way. I shove my jeans down with my boxers, making my hard cock slap my stomach. I step out of them and raise my brow.
His fingers make quick work on the button and zipper of his jeans. He shoves them off, and Ghost is standing completely naked in front of me. His cock is standing proudly between his thighs, long and thick.
“Well, fuck me,” I say when my eyes finally reach his. Ghost is a work of fucking art.
“Oh, I plan to.” With that, he shoves me onto the bed and stretches his body against mine. With the first contact of his cock against mine, we both groan. “Goddamn, Caden. You’re sexy as fuck.”
I let my hands slide down his back and raise my hips to grind our cocks together. “The feeling is mutual, but I’ve already noticed that.”
Ghost barks a laugh. “You think I’ve never noticed before? It’s all I’ve thought about.”
He starts kissing my neck again, and my whole body shudders. I let my hands slide down and sink my fingers into his tight ass, making him groan. I buck and roll until he’s sprawled on his back.
“It’s my turn,” I declare. Ghost had his fun last night.
I kiss his lips hard before moving to kiss his neck, across his pecs, and his tight abs until his cock bumps the bottom of my chin. “Last chance to back out,” I warn.
“I’m not backing out.” Taking him at his word, I lick from the base of his cock to the head, lapping away the pre-cum leaking from the tip. I make sure to roll my tongue ring across the head a few times. “Fuck,” Ghost grunts when I suck the head of his cock into my mouth. His hands fly to my head, his fingers sinking in.
I stretch my arms out, so my hands are braced on his side, and let my mouth slide down until he bumps the back of my throat. His groan rattles my goddamn bones. I tap his side, hopefully conveying the message to take control.
His fingers tighten, and he lifts his hips, fucking my mouth. His taste explodes in my mouth, and I have to wrap a hand around my throbbing cock. I’ve dreamed about this; hell, I’ve daydreamed about this. For months, all thoughts have been on this moment, and it’s finally happening.
Holding my head, he keeps moving in and out of my mouth. On the fourth stroke out, I hollow my cheeks and suck him hard.
“Goddamnit, Caden.” My eyes flash to his face, and his are locked onto my mouth. I wrap my hand around the base of his cock and start sucking him fast, twisting my hand around at the same time. His harsh breathing gets even harsher. “Are you trying to make me come?”
I grin around his cock but don’t stop. When I see his abs start bunching, I let him go with a wet pop.
His eyes narrow, and then reaches down, pulling me back on his chest before rolling, so he’s back on top of me. “Are you fucking with me, Caden?” His tone has dropped to that warning tone he uses when he’s in ‘Boss’ mode. The tone that always makes my dick hard. Usually, at inappropriate times.
“I would never,” I say with a grin.
Ghost reaches between us and wraps his hand around my cock, making me hiss. He starts stroking me as he kisses his way down my body. Ghost pauses when he gets to the butterfly tattoo on my chest, the one he put there. It spans across both pecs, covering up the word mine that Les’ creepy ass stalker carved into my chest. With his eyes locked on mine, he swirls his tongue around the head. No fucking way I’m going to last with his mouth on me. “Ghost,” I groan when he does it again.
He chuckles darkly. “I’ve never done this before, but you taste so fucking good.” He closes his mouth over the head of my cock, and I’m fucking done.
I try my best not to grab his head, but when his lips meet where his hand is, they fly to his head. “Fuck, Ghost.”
His mouth pops off. “Say my real name.”
“What?” I pant. His hand is still moving, and I can’t fucking think.
“In here, I want you to call me Gabriel.” I don’t know why this feels like such a big moment, but it does. Ever since I found out his real name, I’ve never called him by it. No matter how pissed I was.
I reach down and stop his stroking. “Okay. Then fuck me, Gabriel.”
