“Good, because if you could also hurry up, that wouldsowork for me.” He smiled and bit his lip and…yeah. This was it for me.Brian Carrwas it for me.
Confirmed.
I sat back on my heels and prepped him quickly, which was easier said than done when his panting moans had me pressing my free hand against my cock for relief. When he was writhing on the bed beneath me, saying my name in the sweetest, most pleading voice, I propped his hips with a pillow and covered myself with a condom—wondering for literally the first time in my life how quickly we could stop using them and have nothing between us—and slicked myself up thoroughly. Then I kissed each of his calves as I pushed his bent knees back, and pressed the head of my dick against his ass.
I stared down at the guy who’d been my whole world for as long as I could remember. The pupils in his big brown eyes were blown wide, and his hair clung to his face in damp waves. He was the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen. And he wasminefrom this moment on.
“I love you, Brian Carr,” I said, then I pushed inside him.
It was so hot, so slick, so fuckingperfect,I knew immediately I wasnotgonna get my wish because there was no way this was going to last more than a handful of minutes.
“Christ,” I muttered.
“Dare.” Brian’s hands clenched in the sheets at his sides. “Fuck, baby. Don’t stop.”
It would have taken an act of God to stop me at that point, though I didn’t have breath or brains to tell him so. I slammed into him as hard as I could, sliding him across the smooth comforter with the force of each thrust. The only sounds in the room were his moans and the satisfying slap of skin on skin.
“Jerk yourself,” I bit out. “Come on, Brian. Come for me. Show me…”
Brian’s eyes were wide and unfocused, but he obediently reached for himself, working himself in time to the rhythm we’d established.
I lifted his legs higher, bracing his calves on my shoulders as I thrust, deepening the angle, and his mouth fell open.
“Ohhhhh,” he sobbed as he came in hot splashes against his stomach, and I drank down the sound like it was the greatest prize I’d ever won…
Because it really, reallywas.
A second later, I roared his name as I came too.
I gently flopped on top of him, laying my head against his chest, and he accepted my weight with a softoof.
“I’m dead,” I told him groggily. “But I died happy.”
A few minutes later, I pulled Brian into the shower with me and cleaned us off, then tucked us back into bed, where I lay on my back staring up at the ceiling, totally unable to wipe the grin from my face. Brian lay on his side, facing me, with his head pillowed on my arm, and we listened to the music from the party next door and the low laughter of the partygoers.
In one swift movement, Brian moved closer, pressing a kiss to my chest, and I hummed in pleasure, gripping the back of his neck gently. Then he shifted his position and full-onsuckedat my collarbone, hard enough to leave a bruise that would last a week.
“Hey!” I tugged his hair.
He lifted his eyes to mine, totally unrepentant, a little bit smug, and a whole lot possessive. In short, everything I’d ever,everwanted to see when he looked at me.
I hauled him up so I could kiss him, and he settled his head on my pillow beside me with a soft hum.
“You know… I had this idea that I was a nobleman in a castle waiting for my prince to come along… but I didn’t realize you alreadyhadcome along. You’ve shown me what true love was every single day of my life by reminding me I was someone who deserved happiness and love. I’m sorry it took me so damn long to get it.”
I huffed out a laugh. “Brian, I don’t blame you for not getting it. I’m not exactly fairy-tale material—”
“No, but that’s what… Oh, shit! Wait! Your present!”
He jumped out of bed before I could stop him and ran, naked, to the living room. I pushed myself up to sit against the pillows, and a second later, he plopped cross-legged on the bed.
“This is for me?” I asked, staring down at the white and red bag he set on top of the blanket covering my lap.
“Yup. I went on an epic quest to get it for you,” he said solemnly.
“Three Targets,” I agreed. “Epic indeed.” Especially sinceI could only think oftwo, and both were at least forty minutes away from town. I opened the bag and stared down at the box in my hand. “It’s… LEGOs?” I shook the box and heard the distinctive plastic rattle.
“See?” He pointed to the picture on the front of the box. “A LEGOcastleset.”
