The ride to the Hawk took about ten minutes, but I kept Dev entertained by teasing my hand up and down his bare thigh and over the zipper of his shorts.
“I can’t wait to have this. All mine.”
Dev panted and, with a strangled sound, pulled into the driveway of the Hawk. We raced to the cabin and made it past the front door, but I stopped and grabbed Dev.
“Brody,” he groaned. “I—”
“Shh. I know what you want.” I sank to my knees and tugged at his shorts until they fell to the floor. That gorgeous, thick cock sprang free, and I took him in my mouth. Those big hands played in my hair while his hips thrust fast.
“Oh God, oh God. I can’t stop it.”
I worked my tongue harder and went for the kill, slipping my finger past his sac to tease and play with his rim. The second I nudged inside him, Dev exploded, and I drank every drop he gave me.
Heavy-lidded green eyes met mine, and then Dev joined me on the floor. He made quick work of my zipper and jacked me off fast and dirty while he kissed me, our tongues tangling.
“Mmm, my God, what you’re doing to me.” He squeezed my sac and I threw my head back and hissed. “Dev, please.” He returned to rubbing me, precome coating his hand.
Dev growled in my ear. “Baby, we have a whole week in Mexico. This is just a taste. I can’t wait to fuck you to the sound of the ocean. Stuff you full of me. Gonna make you scream ’cause I love to hear you call out my name.”
“Dev,” I moaned, grabbing his shoulders while I writhed and shook under him.
“Brody, baby. We have to make this last. I’m gonna miss you so fucking bad.”
“Me too. I don’t wanna think about it.” It was the black cloud hanging over us, the only ugliness in the perfect world we’d created.
He kissed me and I came, shouting his name against his lips as my come coated his shirt. I held on to him, breathing his sweat and heat, and he pulled me close. His mouth tasted sweet, our frenzied kisses turned languid and gentle.
“I don’t know what I’m gonna do without you when you’re gone.”
“Me neither, Dev.”
The end game was to make it through each day until we had to say good-bye.
Chapter Four
Dev
Two years later
I unlocked the front door of my parents’ town house and wheeled my suitcase behind me. Hugo, their house man, greeted me with a smile.
“Devlin. It’s so nice to see you again. Welcome home.”
I wouldn’t correct him by saying my parents’ house had never been home to me. Hugo had worked for my parents for more than thirty years. Never married and devoted to his job, he kept their schedules and the house running.
“Great to see you too, Hugo. Are they here?” To say that receiving a text from my father asking for my presence was a surprise would be the understatement of the year. The fact that they’d instructed me to bring evening attire was puzzling, but I was sure they’d fill me in.
“No. They’re at a luncheon benefit for the library.”
“Oh.”
Seeing the confusion on my face, he held out his hand. “Let me take your luggage to your room. They said to make yourself comfortable. I have a light snack prepared for you, unless you’d like something more substantial.”
“Thanks. That’s great, but you don’t have to wait on me. I’ll take it upstairs myself.”
“Well…” For the first time, Hugo seemed uncomfortable. “A few things have changed since you were last here. Your father took over your old bedroom as his study.”
It shouldn’t have upset me as much as it did, but my room had been the only place in this mausoleum of a house where I could be myself. My sanctuary not only from my parents’ stifling rules of behavior and expectations but also for my sexuality. I’d spent hours reading up on Stonewall and the history of the gay rights movement and the toll AIDS had taken on the community.
