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“I know, but I... Fuck yes.” My eyes rolled back when he bit me hard enough, I was sure he might draw blood.
Tommy’s arm sped up. “God, Bug, you’re so sexy. The sounds you make make me feral. I want to mark every single inch of your skin with my teeth. Want you to do the same to me. No one has ever made me feel the way you do. You’ve always been my soulmate.”
I tried to pull back the mental reins as pleasure began to take over my body. I writhed beneath him, but it was too late to turn back now. Heat streaked up my spine and over my skin. I cried out Tommy’s name, and his teeth raked across my shoulder. Cum splattered between us, against my belly and abs, over Tommy’s fingers, and when he moaned, I felt him tremble. His release soon joined mine and then we both lay there, panting and trying to catch our breath.
“We’re going to get stuck together like this,” Tommy teased as he pulled away. Our cum was slathered against his body and mine.
I snorted. “I could think of worse things that might happen.” I watched as he dragged his hand through the mess on my chest and sucked his fingers clean. My spent cock tried to rally. “That shouldn’t be as sexy as it is.”
Tommy beamed at me. “You do it.”
With fucking pleasure.
I slid my palm over his messy abs and then brought it up to my mouth. “We taste good together.”
“We’re everything together.”
A knock at the door had us both dissolving into a fit of laughter. “You’re going to be late, that’s what you are. Brunch is in twenty minutes.” Maverick’s voice carried through the door.
“Sweetheart,” Jackson cooed to his husband and then we heard Maverick gasp.
I smiled up at Tommy. “Hungry?”
“Starving.” He dropped a kiss against my forehead.
The door handle jiggled. “Why is this locked? Are you getting freaky in there?” Killian teased.
“You want to see my junk, Hampton, is that what this is right now?” Tommy climbed from the bed, and I swatted his backside. He had better not even think about opening that door without putting pants on.
Killian scoffed. “Absolutely not.”
“Nah, I think you do. You want to see—”
I yanked Tommy back onto the bed and straddled his waist. “No one sees you naked but me, understand? No one.” I would scratch out their eyes if they tried to see my boyfriend the way I did. Toned, taut, and sexy in all the right ways.
“Bug, I think I like this jealous version of you,” Tommy murmured, then he kissed me, his tongue invading my mouth. He easily flipped us over so that I was beneath him.
I moaned like the whore I was for him. “No one.”
“No one else wants to see either of you naked, trust me.” Killian barked out a laugh.
I rolled my eyes as Tommy grinned at me. “Are you all just standing there listening to us? Are you going to jerk off, too?”
“You wish,” Killian shot back. He knocked on the door again. “Come on, you assholes. I’m hungry. Let’s go. Babe, let’s just leave them here. We can go get our own breakfast together.” His voice faded as he walked away.
Tommy helped me to my feet. “Come on.” He winked. “Let’s go harass the hell out of your singer.”
I kissed him again as a feeling I thought I would never have again invaded my senses.
Contentment.
Chapter Thirty-Five
Tommy
Five Years Ago
Jackson found me sitting on the roof outside his bedroom window. It didn’t matter that he didn’t live here anymore. This would always be his room. Both he and my parents had suggested I move into it, take it over, and make it mine, but I didn’t want that. I suspected my parents didn’t really want that either because everything was still the way he left it. The hockey posters, the television, nothing had changed. Mom cleaned it once a week and had put clean sheets on the bed this morning.
