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My hips canted. “I’m yours.”

“Did you touch yourself, Bug? Did you wrap your fist around this beautiful cock and think about me? Think about the first time I fucked you; how I made you come so hard I had to kiss you to keep you from screaming. I bet you did.” His arm moved in a quick, jerky motion that had me desperate for more.

I stared at Tommy as he watched me, his lids heavy with lust.

“All the time,” I confessed. “It was like a porno movie on repeat in my head. The way you made sure it didn’t hurt. How good you made me feel. How you pushed my legs up behind my ears and whispered how amazing I felt wrapped around you. How—Fuck.”

I spilled over his fingers and down his wrist before I could finish telling him about how I did that every night on tour instead of using some faceless stranger to forget. Tommy’s memory was all I needed.

“Open.”

Tommy shoved his fingers into my mouth, and I sucked myself from his thick fingers before he swiped more cum from my dick and licked it off. Then he climbed up to straddle my waist, wrapped his hand around his own cock. In three strokes, he came all over my neck and chest, groaning my name.

“You always could get me off faster than anyone else,” he said.

My heart shattered into pieces at his words, and I pushed him off me. “I have to go.” I grabbed my shirt and yanked it up over my head, not caring that his cum was still wet on my chest.

“Bug, I... I didn’t mean that. It came out wrong.” His fingers wrapped around my arm.

“You still said it, Tommy, and it hurts. I... never mind.”

“Tell me,” he whispered.

But I didn’t. I couldn’t.

Instead, I pulled on my jeans and slipped my feet into my shoes.

“I’ll see you at the bachelor party.”

He followed me downstairs and onto the porch, and I turned back to face him.

“I love you, Tommy. I love you so much, and I don’t know how to stop. But...” I looked down.

When he didn’t repeat those three words back to me, I rushed across the street to my house without looking back.

Chapter Nine

Tommy

Five years ago

I winked at Blake as we walked into the Canfield movie theater, the scent of buttered popcorn filling the air. I was exhausted from staying up late with him last night and getting up early to practice with the Canfield hockey team this morning, but it was worth it. Being around Blake was always worth it. He just had this aurora about him. Happiness glittered around him like magic, and it just pulled you in. Everyone felt it.

“Hey, guys.”

Matthias Fuller stood behind the snack counter, his face covered in bruises and cuts. Sure, that was a surprise, but we had been friends with him long enough to know that his dad liked to take a fist to his face when he got into the bottle. It was the fact that his neck was covered in a mess of hickeys that really caught me off guard. It was about time he started seeing someone. He was hot as hell with those big hazel eyes and dirty blond hair. I mean, he wasn’t for me, and Matty had been hung up on Killian Hampton for years, but still... Good for him.

I tilted my head. “Hey? Hey? That’s all you got to say for yourself, Matty?” I wiggled my brows. “Who’s the lucky guy?”

“What?” His entire face turned bright red, then his hand shot up to his neck. “There’s no... it’s no one.”

Blake elbowed my side. “Tommy, stop.” He smiled at Matthias. “Good for you, though. You deserve some happiness. We all know Killian isn’t going to fall in love with you, even though we’d like for that to happen.”

“Yeah, uh, right...” Matthias dropped his gaze, then grabbed two boxes of Skittles and placed them on the counter. “The usual?”

I grinned. “Of course.” I reached into my pocket for my wallet only for Blake beat me and slip Matthias a twenty.

“Oh, no, this is on me,” Matthias insisted. “You know I get free snacks since I work here. Plus, you’re my friends.”

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