He stepped to my dark wood dresser and ran his hand along it. “This is the same furniture you had in high school.” His gaze darted to the bed. “But the bed is bigger.”
“Yeah, I got a new one. I grew out of a single bed.” With a soft snigger, I walked toward him.
His breath hitched, and he strode to the far end of the dresser, where the photo of my parents rested, and— “You still have this?” He slipped the silver bracelet off the frame and held it up, his eyes glistening in the low light, his lower lip trembling.
“I, uh, do.” I’d almost forgotten it was there. As an ache flickered across my heart, I set my bottle on the dresser and wound my arms around his shoulders, pulling him against my chest.
In a small, ragged voice, he said, “Why?” He sniffled.
Brushing my cheek along the top of his hair, I said, “Because I never forgot you, Wren. It served as my reminder of what I lost and that I needed to be a better man.” As my eyes stung, I held him tighter. I’d never stopped loving him. Was now the time to say it? But he’d been through so much tonight already.
“Jesus.” He freed a soft sob and held his breath, hooking his arms around my waist. “Eli, I didn’t know how much it affected you.”
“Yeah, well, you could say it gave me the determination tolive my truth.” I kissed his head. “Wren, you changed me and you’re still changing me. I’m a better man with you beside me.”
As he lifted his head, the light glimmered on the wetness in his lashes. “I’m falling for you, Eli, all over again. I can’t stop it. You’re like a freight train barreling into my heart.” A slow smirk teased his lips.
“Okay, I know you’re a little drunk if you’re making analogies like that, but I’ll take it.” As my lips brushed his, I said, “I’m falling for you too.” Okay, I’d already fallen, but this was enough. I crushed his lips with mine in a heated kiss.
As he groaned inside our kiss, he skimmed his hands to my ass and squeezed, pressing our hardening cocks against each other, his tongue swiping across mine. Breaking the kiss, he said, “I want you to fuck me tonight, like you used to. Fuck this night out of me, so I can’t remember anything but you.”
Shit, we hadn’t talked condoms. “I’m, uh, I’m on PrEP. You?” I released him.
“Same and I just had a physical before returning to school. No condoms needed.” He swiped his eyes. “Unless you still want to.”
“Oh, hell no. I got tested before the season and I haven’t, uh.” Shit, I should stop. “No condoms needed.”Way to fuck up the moment, Eli.
“Wait.” With another sniffle, he held the bracelet in both hands. “Give me your wrist.”
I raised my arm and swallowed hard. Did this mean he was ready for boyfriend status? “Wren…”
“Eli, only my boyfriend gets to wear this.” He clasped it around my wrist as his soft gaze met mine. “Will you be my boyfriend again?”
“You know I will.” As emotion bloomed in my heart, I grabbed his nape and pressed a hard kiss on his lips, full of all the years of hoping against hope for this moment, the years of loss and regret. Holy fuck, I finally had him, and I’d fight so nothing broke us apart again.
As the kiss turned hungry, I swung him around and backed him to my bed, my mouth devouring his, my cock hard and hot inside my briefs. I would finally have him. I couldn't care less about getting up early for practice.
As he fell onto my bed on his back, propped onto his elbows, I crawled over him and between his legs. “Wren, I’ve been waiting for this.” Wetting my lips, I unfastened his jeans and freed his thick cock, already leaking precum. My mouth watered, and I peeked at his face.
Pulling a quick breath, he slipped his lower lip between his teeth, his pupils blown and cheeks flushed.
“You're so fucking beautiful, Wren.” As I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, I lowered and then sucked the crown into my mouth, fluttering my tongue around the tip.
“Oh, fuck.” He dropped his shoulders onto the bed and seized my hair, yanking it. “Yes, babe, that’s it.”
He called me babe. Finally.As his dick twitched against my tongue, I devoured him, his tip meeting the back of my throat, and I moaned. He tasted so good. Everything was better knowing he was falling for me.
Rocking his hips, he thrust into my mouth while pushing on my head. Ragged groans freed from his throat as he writhed below me.
I wanted more. Pulling off of him with a slurp, I rolled away. I needed skin to skin. “Get undressed.”
As he sat up, he threaded his fingers through his dark bangs. “You don’t have to tell me twice.” With a smirk, he shucked his clothing off and onto the floor and then shimmied to rest on the pillows against the headboard, his solid cock stretching toward his navel.
I glided my gaze across his lean, muscular body. “You are something else, babe.” Reaching into my nightstand drawer, I grabbed my bottle of lube. Might as well get started on prep. I poured lube onto my fingers.
His darkened gaze followed me as I crept up his body,between his thighs, and hovered over him on one straight arm. “Lift your legs for me.”
Biting the side of his lower lip, he lifted his knees, exposing himself. “Like that?” He tilted his head on the pillow.
