Page 205 of The Head Game

“Sorry,” August said breathlessly. “It’s just …”

“It’s good,” Nico said, feeling equally breathless.

August was so hot and tight around him, slick and perfect, and Nico felt like he’d pop off immediately if he wasn’t careful. He wanted this to last.

Maybe tomorrow he wouldn’t get hard like this but he was hard tonight.

And tomorrow they’d do something different. Switch it up. Try something new.

That was the best part of being with August. Nico felt freer than he ever had before. Happier. More alive.

“Okay,” August said, taking a deep breath and relaxing. “Okay, keep going.”

Nico pushed forward, hands trembling as he held on to August’s hips. And then he was all the way in.

“Ohhh …” Nico shivered. God, had sex ever felt so good before?

Nico pushed one of August’s thighs back and slid out before plunging in again. He fucked him slow and deep, staring into August’s eyes.

It was hot and perfect and Nico reached out with his free hand, wrapping it around August’s cock.

He was hard too and Nico thumbed at the tip, smearing the wetness there and making August groan.

“I’m gonna come pretty fast,” Nico said, speeding up his thrusts a little, already feeling that ache in his balls. “I want to go slow but you feel too good.”

“I don’t care,” August said roughly. He closed his eyes, throwing his head back. “Don’t stop.”

He was panting a little, his chest rising and falling with every deep breath he took.

“Not gonna stop,” Nico promised, tightening his grip. “Never gonna stop.”

And then he couldn’t say anything, could only fuck August harder, could only give himself to August again and again.

August let out a low, deep sound and came in Nico’s fist, cum hitting Nico’s wrist and dripping off it.

Nico had to close his eyes too as his release hit, and he shoved into August, hips stuttering, coming and coming until it felt like his body would turn inside out from the pleasure.

“I love you,” he managed as he shuddered his way through the release and fell forward onto August’s chest. “I love you.”

“Fuck.” August rolled them onto their sides. “Fuck I love you too.”

They kissed and Nico was so happy he couldn’t stop smiling.

Life was so good.

Nico wasn’t playing hockey yet but he would. And he still had his team and his friends.

He had Marty the Fish and Miss Muffins and August’s parents, who he’d be meeting in person for the first time in a few weeks when they returned from their research trip.

Nico had Sky and baby Nicky and Jules. He had his crazy, overprotective family and his life.

And best of all, he had August.

He said as much to August, who smiled, his head on the pillow next to Nico’s, their bodies still tangled together.

“We have each other.” August cupped Nico’s cheek, rubbing his thumb tenderly across it, before gently ghosting his fingertips across Nico’s scar. It sent a tingle through Nico’s whole body. “You were right, you know.”

“Oh, was I?” Nico grinned. “Tell me more.”

August grinned too, then leaned in, whispering the words in Nico’s ear, “You’re the best bad decision I ever made.”

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