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“Fuck, oh, fuck.” Blake’s eyes clamped shut.

He wasn’t kidding when he said he wanted it. He started to fuck himself on my fingers. So eager. So sexy. I stared as Blake’s dick dripped precum against his stomach, his nails digging into the back of his thighs. But it was the sound of his displeasure when I left him empty and wanting more that had my own length begging for relief moments later.

“I need to prep myself,” I told him when he started to object. “Unless you think my fingers are enough to get you there.”

“Kiss me?”

I leaned forward to brush my lips against his. “You’re going to feel so good.”

“Kiss me again?” He slid his hand over the back of my neck. “I love you.”

I saw uncertainty in Blake’s green eyes before my mouth found his again. I peppered soft, gentle kisses against his lips, jawline, and chin before I licked my way back up to his soft mouth.

“I love you, Bug. Always.”

He shivered against me, his small body taut beneath mine. I sat back on my heels and ripped open a condom, then spread lube over my cock.

“You’re ready for this?”

He nodded, and I paused, raising my brows.

“I’ve never been more ready for anything in my life,” Blake assured me.

My mouth settled on his again. “Relax for me.” I pressed the head of my dick against his entrance, and he shivered. I slowly pressed forward, trying my best not to hurt him, until I pushed past that unforgiving muscle. And then I stared down at Blake, my best friend, the boy I loved with all my heart, and taking in the way his lashes fluttered, his chest heaved, and his beautiful lips parted.

“How does it feel, Blake?”

“Feels fucking amazing.” He smiled. The kind that lit me up like a supernova.

“I bet it would feel even better if I moved.” I pulled out a little and slipped back in. Both of us let out a low groan.

“Do that again.” Blake yanked his legs up even higher.

I did, but this time, I slid all the way out before I drove back in. Again, and again, while Tommy’s hips canted up to receive me. While sweat broke out over my skin and dropped down my body. While I fought my release every single time I drove back inside his hot, tight ass. The look on Tommy’s face, the pure animalistic need in his green eyes, kept me from letting go because I needed him to be the one who came first.

“You’re so fucking perfect, Bug.” I gripped his ankles in my hands as I rocked my hips. “You take me so well. You were made for my cock.”

Blake arched his back. “Perfect for you.” He moaned. “Perfect for me.” One of his hands gripped the bed sheets. “Want to come for you.”

“I want you to come for me.”

A bead of sweet dripped down his forehead while Blake’s free hand came up to wrap around his cock.

“Good boy,” I growled.

Blake’s eyes grew wide. “Oh, Tommy.”

His eyes rolled back as cum landed on his stomach and abs. It covered his hand, fingers, and even his chin before I blew into the condom like a storm. His name rolled off my tongue in a long, low moan, then I collapsed on top of Blake in a mess of sweat and cum, but I didn’t care. That was the hottest thing I’d ever done with anyone.

“Are you all right? Did I hurt you?” I reached up to drag my hands through Blake’s damp hair as my soft cock slipped from him. I needed to take care of the condom. My leg had started to hurt again, along with my head.

He let out a soft sigh. “When can we do that again?”

Chapter Eighteen

Tommy

The sounds of our friends and family outside filled the room as I lay face down on the bed with the lights off, but all I could think about was Blake. He was going to come into this room any minute now and demand I tell him exactly what I meant about what I would do if he had shown up with someone else. I had thought about reaching out to him after my hospital stay. Asking him to come to come home, to help me, but pride had gotten in my way. He was Blake Duncan. I wasn’t anyone. Not anymore.

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