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After Tommy’s dad, Fran, grilled steaks out by the pool for dinner, and we went off to bed, Tommy shoved my hand down the front of his shorts. He blew his load about two seconds later. Then he happily returned the favor before he curled up against me and fell asleep, his big spoon to my little one. All his thick muscles and broad shoulders wrapped around me like he was afraid I might disappear. I turned around so that I could stare at my best friend as I tried to wrap my mind around what had happened between us today.
I wasn’t freaking out about what we’d done. I was more than happy about it. I’d meant what I said that I had been waiting for this, eagerly anticipating the moment Tommy would touch me, kiss me with those soft pink lips, and tell me he wanted me. I wasn’t gay, but I was most definitely gay for my best friend. I reached up to touch the stubble on his jaw and smiled at the way it felt against the pads of my fingers.
“You okay, Bug?” Tommy whispered in the dark. “Are you having second thoughts because I would totally understand if you—oof.”
I climbed over his body to straddle his waist.
He chuckled. “I take it that’s a no.”
I pressed my lips to his. “That’s absolutely a no,” I assured him before I splayed my body over his to rest my head against his chest. “Sorry I woke you.”
“Didn’t,” Tommy assured me, his hands working their way into my hair. “I was thinking about that dick.”
I snorted. “You’re so full of it.”
“You’re going to let me fuck you, aren’t you,” he murmured as his fingers trailed down the nape of my neck and over my spine. My skin instantly broke out in goosebumps. “You were so eager for my fingers. Imagine what my cock is going to feel like.”
A low whimper escaped my throat. “I want it.”
“I know you do, Bug, and I’m going to give it to you.”
“Now, please. I want it now.”
Tommy slipped me off his body and pinned me down onto the mattress. “Soon, Blake, I promise. Soon I’m going to slide my dick so far inside you that you’ll feel me for weeks. Fill that tight little ass of yours with my cum.” He pressed a kiss to my mouth as I whimpered softly. “But don’t you want to play first? Let me get to know your body, and let you get to know mine? I want to put my mouth on you, fist your cock, and edge you. Listen to the sounds you make, get to know what makes you go crazy. What turns you on.”
“Kiss me.” I whimpered. Tommy’s lips ghosted mine, and I chased after him for more. “Please, I need you to kiss—”
This time he gave me what I wanted, licking around my mouth before his tongue slipped inside and curled around mine. I groaned and my legs fell open. His hard length pressed against mine, and I canted my hips to rub against him.
Tommy’s lips turned up into a smile before he pulled back. “You want something from me?”
I yanked him back to seal our mouths together again and lost myself in his tongue, his lips, his everything as we rutted together through our briefs. I had never had a reaction to anyone like this before. I’d had a couple of girlfriends, one semi-serious, but none of them had ever made me feel like Tommy did right now.
“Bug, I’m going to come,” he growled, and those words were enough to push me over the edge.
My dick pulsed, and hot cum filled my underwear. I dug my nails into his back as Tommy dropped his face to my shoulder and bit down on the same place he had marked earlier, then he moved to lie on his back.
“I’m going to have to do all my laundry, so my mother doesn’t find all my soiled cum clothes.”
I chuckled. “We could wash them together.” I reached for his hand and laced our fingers together.
I never wanted this to end.
I wanted forever with him.
The hockey player and the rockstar.
Chapter Eight
Blake
I stopped Tommy before he could yank my sweats off.
“Please, I can’t,” I told him as his dark eyes searched my face. “I’m sorry, but I just can’t.”
He tilted his head, and I know he thought it was the scar on his face, but that only made him more beautiful. The jagged red line that started at his right eye gave him the illusion of a snarl with the way his lip turned up.
“I really wish you had told me. I would have dropped everything.”
