“I know. It just took me years to accept it. I never thought I’d say these words to anyone. I never have. I-I love you, Spence. You flipped my whole world upside down and inside out, and while I may not know which way I’m going, wherever it is, I know I need you with me. By my side.” Spencer gazed up at him, and Wolf grew nervous as the silence stretched between them. “Say something already.”
“Be quiet. I’m basking in the moment.” Spencer patted his cheek.
“I knew I shouldn’t have said anything.”
“I wouldn’t have let you go until you did.”
Despite his irritation, Wolf chuckled. “You do realize this is my house, right?”
Spencer waved a hand in the air. “I’m not distinguishing yours from mine or vice versa. Right now, it’s all ours.” Spencer wrapped both arms around his neck and whispered into the jumping pulse. “Of course I love you, you stupid jerk. I’ve been crazy about you since freshman year. Why do you think I was never satisfied with anyone and kept moving on?” Spencer kissed him harshly, but then his lips turned warm and soft, tasting like endless possibilities. “They weren’t you. It could only be you. It was always you.”
The words sank in, and Wolf opened himself up fully to believing in them. He captured Spencer’s mouth, their kiss turning fierce and hungry, and he pinned Spencer beneath him and kissed a trail from his panting lips to his ridged abdomen, coming to rest on the head of his cock. Keeping his movements slow and deliberate, he licked, sucked, and teased Spencer, watching him writhe beneath his lips. His blond head thrashed on the pillow, and he kept up a steady stream of words.
“Fuck, Wolf, come on. Fuck me already, you bastard. You’re loving this, aren’t you? Come on, please.”
Wolf smirked. “I told you once I wanted to hear you beg me.”
“I swear I’m going to kill you.”
“No, you won’t.” He scrambled to the nightstand to get the lube, then slicked his fingers, sliding one inside Spencer’s heat, adding a second a moment later. “Then I couldn’t do this.”
“Okay. Yeah. Do that. Keep doing it.Oh God,” Spencer cried out and dug his heels into the bed. “Wolf, I…please.”
Beginning a gentle pumping, he leaned over and kissed Spencer over and over, watching Spencer’s eyes glaze and Wolf couldn’t hold off any longer.
“You can’t imagine what I see right now when I look at you.”
“What?” Spencer gasped into his mouth.
“Everything I’ve ever wanted.” Wolf brushed their lips together. “You look like mine.”
He coated his erection, and holding Spencer’s hip, eased inside him, carefully watching his face light up. As always, the moment he touched Spencer, a wildness took over, and soon he was thrusting deep, the need all-encompassing to bury himself to the point of no return in Spencer’s tight heat.
Spencer fisted his dick, matching Wolf’s movements as he worked in and out, and Wolf didn’t think he’d ever seen a more beautiful sight than the moment Spencer broke apart. He tensed and shivered violently, clenching around Wolf’s shaft, and Wolf forgot everything, including how to breathe, as the force of his orgasm ripped through him. He collapsed on top of Spencer.
“Wolf?” Spencer’s voice penetrated the sensual haze he floated on.
“Mm. What?”
“Just checking.”
“Checking what?” He withdrew, but Spencer held him close, not that he had any intention of moving.
“That this wasn’t a dream. That I’m really here with you in bed.”
He rolled onto his side. “I’ve seen so much ugliness in this world. This is the kind of reality I want to live with.”
Spencer beamed at him. “Baby, this is as real as it gets.”
He pulled Spencer close.
***
“I can’t believe you’re hungry again.”
Wolf eyed Spencer, who shoved a huge spoon of ice cream into his mouth. Waking up around nine p.m., they’d lazed in bed, touching and kissing, before Spencer had confided he wanted something sweet.
“I still can’t believe you didn’t have any ice cream and I had to emergency order some. What’s wrong with you? You have no candy, no cookies…what do you eat when you watch TV?”
