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“Can we just sit here for a little while longer?” Blake whispered, his cheeks stained with tears.
I nodded. “Take as much time as you like.”
He unhookedthe seatbelt, shifted to his knees, and climbed into my lap, then tucked his head into the crook of my neck.
“Comfortable?”
Blake grunted as he tried to get closer to me.Like he was trying to climb under my skin and live there. I would let him. He didn’t even have to ask.
I held him tightly against me, the soft sounds of his breathing filling my ears. I thought maybe he had fallen asleep until he pulled back to look at me, his green eyes rimmed with red. Blake’s chin trembled as he searched my face, and my heart broke for him all over again.
“I’m here.”
“I know.”
I pushed his face back into my neck. “She loved you so much, Bug.” I massaged his back with the palm of my hand. “And she was so proud of you.”
Blake’s body began to shake as he cried, his pain turning into angry, heartbreaking sobs. He clung to me, his tears damping my jacket, his fingers clawing at my shoulders.
“Make it stop, Tommy. She can’t be gone. Make it stop hurting. My heart has been ripped from my chest. I can’t do this.” Blake sat back and stared at me, brushing the wetness from his face.
I cupped his head between the palms of my hands. “Do you need me to help you forget?”
Blake gave a quick nod. “Yes, please.”
I somehow managed to unhook my seatbelt, open the car door, and carry Blake inside without ever losing my breath. All the workouts with the team were paying off. I made a mental note to thank my trainer when we got back to North Carolina. I locked the front door behind me, but when I started up the stairs, Blake struggled in my arms.
“Now, Tommy, right here,” he begged, and I stopped to capture his mouth. I walked us over to the couch and sat down, keeping him in my lap. “Love you,” Blake whispered, his hands combing through my hair.
My stomach flipped and twisted. I would never get tired of hearing that.
“Love you more.”
I licked inside his mouth, before he pulled back and stood up. I watched as Blake struggled to remove his jacket, pants, and then his shirt before he landed back on my lap, straddling my thighs. He didn’t say anything, his fingers trembling as he slowly unbuttoned my shirt, shoving it down my arms along with the jacket. He still wore his briefs, and his erection pushed the boundaries of the fabric.
“I can do it.” I reached for Blake’s fingers, only for him to push my hands away. “Bug, don’t get bratty.”
He did this from time to time. Got in a mood where he wanted to be in control, pouted when I wouldn’t give him his way, and then howled with pleasure when I spanked him before I shoved my cock in his ass. Some of those moments were my favorite, but nothing will ever compare to the first time we kissed.
He popped out his bottom lip. “I’m not,” he murmured, folding his arms over his chest.
“Mm.” I raised my brows and watched a blush creep up his neck and face. “Give me a kiss.”
Blake shook his head. “Don’t want to.”
“Blake,” I growled and felt him twitch against me. I knew he was only trying to forget, to lose himself in pleasure. “Come here.” I gripped the back of his neck so I could crush our mouths together.
He didn’t even fight me, his body melting against mine. With my free hand, I palmed his cock, swallowing the sounds he made. He rutted against me for friction, and I stilled his hips with the touch of my hand. I could taste Blake’s tears as he fought me, or maybe his body just had a mind of its own.
I finally twisted around and pushed Blake onto his back so I could blanket him with my body. He stared at me with sad eyes hooded with heat. I kissed his mouth, nose, and jaw. I sucked a hickey into his shoulder, right next to my bite mark, and then left wet kisses down his torso and bellybutton. I stopped to tug his underwear down, and Blake’s hands fisted into my hair so tight it felt like he might rip it out. His hips canted as I licked up his length before I sucked the tip into my mouth.
“Oh, Tommy.” Blake gasped. He tightened his grip as I swallowed him down to the root, and the sound he made went straight to my own aching cock. “Please.”
I stopped to arch a brow up at him. “Please, what, baby?”
“Fuck me.” He whimpered as I dragged a finger through his crease.
I smirked. “Lift your legs for me,” I instructed him.
