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“Plans?” I murmured.

He was so damn sexy.

“Yeah, plans.” Blake knocked my arm as he reached for the bowl of fruit my mother had left that morning for us. “Hang out, go to a movie, do something? I mean, I’m cool with whatever.”

I watched as his tongue swiped at the juice on his lips, and my dick thickened between my legs. This was torture. I had always thought my best friend was attractive, but right now... Right now, it was taking every ounce of my willpower I had to not maul him.

“Uh, whatever you want is fine.”

“Are you feeling okay, Tommy? Have you had too much sun?” Blake chuckled softly, then reached for more watermelon. “You normally have everything planned out right down to the second.”

He was right. I just couldn’t think... Holy mother of sin. A droplet of juice dripped from Blake’s lip and landed on his chin. He caught it with his finger, then popped it into his mouth. It was like an out-of-body experience. I couldn’t stop myself. Maybe because I didn’t want to. I suddenly leaped up to pin my best friend beneath me on the chaise lounge.

“Tommy.” Blake gasped, then my lips crashed down against his.

He tasted sweet, like the fruit he was just eating. I licked around his mouth, then met his green eyes. Would he push me away? I hesitated, waiting for Blake to get upset, to tell me to stop or to tell me this was wrong. Instead, I felt his cock harden against mine, then his lips parted for me. One of Blake’s hands dug into the nape of my neck while the other reached up to grab my shoulder. I slowly speared my tongue inside his mouth to find his, and when he arched up into me, I nearly lost my mind.

I quickly turned us so that Blake’s smaller frame was above mine, our mouths fused together. How was he so relaxed about this? Up until this moment, he had shown no interest in me or any guy. Just a handful of girls here and there but nothing serious. I dropped my hands and let my palms roam over his hard body as we rutted together.

“Bug,” I murmured. “Tell me what you want right now.”

“You.” He answered so easily.

I pulled back to look up into his blissed-out eyes. “You want me?”

“Yes.” Blake nodded as he leaned forward to chase after my mouth.

I shook my head. “What does that mean, exactly?”

“Do I have to explain it for you, Tommy? I want you. I want to keep kissing you. I want you to make me come. I want to make you come. How hard is that to understand?”

“You’re not gay.”

This time, Blake nipped at my bottom lip before he answered. “I can be gay for you, Tommy. Have you seen yourself?”

“Just me? No other guy?” I was so confused.

Blake smiled. “No other guy makes me rock-hard like you do.” He shifted his hips to prove his point, and we both groaned.“Kiss me again. Please. It feels like heaven when your mouth is on mine.”

I cupped the back of his head to pull his face back to mine. “You want to come, Bug?” I whispered.

“Yeah, yeah I do.” He whimpered, trying to get to my lips. “Please, Gretzky.”

I smirked. “You want me to make you come?”

But when Blake only nodded, I arched one brow. He had to say the words, or he wouldn’t get anything.

“I want you to make me come. I need it.”

I crushed my mouth to his, and the loud whimper that escaped his throat was so animalistic it took all I had not to rip his shorts off. Instead, I dropped my hands to Blake’s hips so I could get him into a better position, to angle it so that both of us were rubbing together. Fuck, it felt good. It would feel better if there was nothing between us, but this would have to do for now.

“God, Tommy,” Blake murmured against my lips. “This feels amazing.”

I smiled as he moaned. His breathing grew faster, and I stared into his hooded eyes.

“Get yourself there, Bug. I’m so fucking close,” I told him.

Blake dropped his face into my neck as he canted his hips, and I felt his mouth against my skin. “Tommy, oh God! Tommy! I’m going to come.”

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