“Don’t apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong. I was happy just being your best friend, and I’d already accepted that’s all I’d ever be,” I admit softly.
“I imagined being the best man at your wedding, your kids calling me Uncle Hud…” I shrug. “We’d always be us. I would’ve taken that over losing you completely.”
The sadness that flashes across his face guts me, but it’s the truth. I had to make peace with my feelings a long time ago.
“Would you have ever come out to me?”
“I don’t know. I always told myself you were the only guy worth coming out for. Maybe that would’ve changed eventually, but I know I never could’ve given my heart fully to anyone else. You’ve always had the biggest piece of it.”
Cullen cups my face and kisses me hard enough to steal the air from my lungs. “I love you. I love you. I love you,” he whispers between kisses.
Heat pools low in my stomach, simmering into a full burn as his lips trail down my jaw. My hands roam on instinct, tugging his shirt over his head, our clothes landing all over the Bronco.
“I want to feel you inside me,” I whisper against his mouth.
His grin is wicked, green eyes sparking with desire. “Are you sure? We don’t have to rush.”
“I’ve waited long enough,” I tease, my voice excited but rough. “Now shut up and fuck me.”
He growls, dragging me onto his lap, both hands gripping my hips as I straddle him. I start to grind against him, already so hard it hurts. I gasp as he wraps one large hand around both our cocks and strokes, slow and tight.
“I guess it’s a good thing I came prepared.” His husky voice sends shivers down my spine. He nods toward thegrocery bag beside us. I reach over and rummage through it, pulling out the last two items.
“So that’s what that loud thunk was,” I chuckle, holding up the bottle of lube and the pack of condoms.
He just shrugs, that wicked smile firmly in place. “You said we needed lube at the lake. I just wanted to make sure we were never caught unprepared again.”
I open the bottle and drizzle lube over the heads of our cocks, watching as Cullen rotates his fist, spreading it in slow, perfect circles. My breath hitches, the sensation making my eyes roll into the back of my head. My hips jut without my permission, chasing the delicious sensation Cull is pulling from me.
“Fuck, lube makes everything so much better.”
“Hell yes,” he agrees breathlessly.
I capture his lips again while he jacks us languidly, enough to keep me rock solid but not forceful enough to make me want to lose it just yet.
“We need more room,” he mutters on a shaky breath.
I reach behind him and pop the seat lever. The backseat instantly folds in on itself, giving us ample room to maneuver.
“SUVs are great,” I tease.
“Wanna know what’s really great?” I don’t even get to reply before Cull has me on my back, him hovering over top of me, a self-satisfied smirk on his face. “You under me, writhing and moaning while I pull every ounce of pleasure from your body.”
Holy fucking shit balls. Yes. Toallof that.
He kisses his way from my neck down my torso, stopping at my nipple, dragging a slow, generous lick across it. Goosebumps erupt across my body, my dick so hard it hurts.
He keeps moving, tongue tracing the dark-blonde trail of hair below my belly button before licking the underside of my cockhead. He sucks me down in one go, lube be damned, my back arching so hard I swear I’m being possessed.
“Oh fuck, babe. Just like that,” I gasp out.
Cullen sucks my dick like it’s his favorite flavored popsicle, having already learned what makes me see stars. He tastes his way back up my shaft, sucking hard when he reaches my tip. My fingers grip his soft hair like a lifeline, my hips bucking before I can stop them.
He slides off my cock and kisses my hip bone. “Can’t have you coming just yet,” he smirks, lips brushing my skin.
I groan, frustrated and grateful all at once.
Cullen dives back in, but this time takes a ball into his mouth, lavishing it with his tongue. He slides down further, licking a strip from my ass all the way up my taint, my dick jerking from how good it feels. I squeeze my eyes tight in an effort not to come, like, well… a virgin.
