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“Shower first?” I suggested, the drying cum splotches on some parts of my skin starting to itch.

“Mmm.” Drake stroked his fingers into my relaxed hole a few more times then pulled out to swat my ass cheek. “Let’s go.” He rolled off the bed onto steady feet.

“Jelly legs,” I muttered when I tried to stand beside him.

Drake snickered before yanking me up into his arms.

Grinning, I clung to his neck as he carried me bridal style into my bathroom.

He set me in front of the sink. “Bend over and let me see your hole, baby.”

Heat rushed to my face, but I did as told, leaning on my forearms and widening my legs when he nudged them.

Drake spread my cheeks. “You’re so pink and puffy, baby. Even more pretty from being wrecked by my dick.” He rubbed over my pucker with his thumb, tapping the stickiness a few times. “Bear down and push the rest of my cum out.”

“Oh God.” My eyelids slammed shut, and I rested my forehead against my arms, wishing the floor would swallow me whole.

“Come on, baby,” Drake coaxed with that low timbre that always revved my engine. “Give me what I want.”

Flooded by embarrassment, I did as told, expelling the rest of his load.

“There it is. Fuck, that’s hot.” He used his thumb to gather up the cum leaking over my taint and pushed it into my body again. “Jesus, Preston. You’re so fucking perfect.”

Two kisses, one to each ass cheek, and Drake pulled me upright against his chest. He pressed his lips to my temple. “I’m going to wash you up, tuck you into bed, and spoon the hell out of you.”

“Okay,” I murmured, thoroughly on board with being taken care of.

I shivered at the loss of his heat along my back when he made for the shower.

My eyes drank him in as he bent slightly to turn on the water.

That. Ass.

“You’re staring,” he stated without looking at me.

I huffed. “Of course I am. Your backside is so damn fine.”

“Want my ass?” He attempted to twerk his cheeks while glancing over his shoulder at me, but those two lumps of muscle really didn’t move much.

I snorted. “Touch, bite, and lick, yes. Fuck? Not unless you can’t live without it.”

“I can do without,” Drake said, turning toward me once more, studying my face.

“Sounds like a perfect match to me.”

His blue eyes lit with the kind of happiness that made my chest ache. “Come on, baby.” He grasped my hand and led me into the hot spray. “It’s my turn to worship you.”

We spooned beneath my blankets, Drake’s arms caging me against his chest, one of his hairy legs shoved between mine. Our hands clasped atop my sternum, Drake’s thumb in constant motion stroking over my skin.

Now that the lust had been sated, my mind wandered to the discussion we’d had and my decision to be with him.

“I think we should tell our parents we’re together before letting anyone else know just in case word gets around,” I said.

“Want to wait until they’re home, or would you rather do it over the phone so it’s over with? Any confrontation will be more easily shut down that way if needed.”

I really wasn’t sure how Jacqueline was going to react to the news I was not only gay but dating my stepbrother, but part of me leaned toward a quieter conversation rather than an explosion. At least, her attitude the previous few weeks suggested I might get a little lucky.

“I want to talk to her in person,” I finally settled on, “but that means our relationship stays behind closed doors for another two-plus months since I trust Jacqueline’s ability to find out things secondhand. Are you okay hiding it from your friends? Keeping your hands to yourself if we go out in public?”

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