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How much I loved him.

“Tommy, I’m close. Come with me.” Blake’s body trembled. “Come on me, please.”

I pulled back so I could shove my jeans down my thighs. “You want my cum?” I whispered as he watched me beneath hooded eyes. I gripped the base as desire curled inside my stomach.

“More than you know,” Blake whispered.

I stared at Blake and tried to memorize everything about this moment. The lust in his grass-colored eyes, the way he clutched the blanket beneath him with one hand and his heavy cock with the other. The messy halo of blond hair, and the lean muscles of his back. This was exactly where we meant to be. The two of us together, in love and planning a future together. If Blake decided he didn’t want to be in a band anymore, I would support him. If he went to California with Mulligan and became a huge star, I would be his biggest fan. There was nothing I wouldn’t do for this man.

“Going to make you feel so good, Bug,” I murmured.

I dipped my head to plunge my tongue back inside his ass. The soft gasp Blake released before he started jerking himself caused me my dick to start leaking, precum dripping out of the tip like a leaky faucet.

He pushed back against me, dropped his head to the bed, and came in a shuddering cry. The sound of cum splattering against the mattress filled my ears as he writhed against me. When I was sure Blake was done, I stood back up to my full height and sprayed my release over his skin, fighting back a loud moan at the same time.

When I’d finally caught my breath, I grabbed my briefs and headed out of the room to grab a wet cloth. When I stepped back through the doorway, Blake was on his feet, his eyes wide with something I couldn’t read.

“Gretzky?”

“I’m right here, Bug.”

Blake nearly fell against me. “We’ll be okay, right? If I leave and you get drafted? We’ll still be us.”

“Yeah, of course,” I assured him, pushing my nose into his soft hair.

His arms tightened around me. “Promise?”

“I promise, Bug. You and I are a forever kind of thing,” I murmured.

Blake glanced up at me with a shy smile. “Your dried cum is still on my ass.”

“That’s why I got this.” I held up the washcloth. “Let me clean you up so we can go to bed.”

He nodded but then quickly pressed his mouth to mine before I could remind him just where it had been.

“A forever kind of thing,” he repeated.

Forever and ever.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Tommy

I watched the way my brother smiled down at Maverick as they swayed along to the music, both lost in one another. Jackson pushed the hair back from his fiancé’s eyes before he pressed a kiss to his nose, and Maverick’s cheeks burned pink. Despite the odds, they were together, happy, and in love. And they would be getting married tomorrow in front of all our friends and family. It made me realize how desperately I wanted that. With the man sitting next to me.

“They’re cute, right?” Blake commented as he leaned into me. “If someone had told me Maverick would be the first one in the band to get married, I would have thought they had a few screws loose.”

I hooked my arm over his shoulders. “I can’t remember the last time Jackson was this happy. Probably the night of his going away party.”

“Maverick, too.” Blake slid his hand over my thigh and squeezed tightly. “I think I’d like to have what they have.”

I pulled away to meet his eyes. “We do.”

“No, I mean the wedding and the family.”

“I hope this isn’t your proposal, Bug. You’ll need to work on that.”

Blake nodded. “It’s always been you, Gretzky.”

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