“Ethan,” he whispers. His arms wrapping tighter around me. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too, Lincoln.”
“You didn’t have to do that.”
“I know, but there’s no reason why I can’t now. You helped me through all the nightmares, slayed my demons, so they no longer haunt me,” I confess.
“God,” he groans, his face in my neck.
We stay that way until his cum starts leaking. “Yeah, it’s time for a shower.”
He chuckles. “Let’s go.”
49
LINC
“This is some crazy shit,” I say to the guys in the room.
Joey struts in. “Gentlemen, are you ready to strut your stuff for the cameras?”
“No,” I tell him, and cuff him upside the head.
“We’ve had enough damn cameras,” Ethan adds.
Joey winces. “I suppose that’s true.”
“There’s no supposing about it,” Jesse tells him.
Joey looks around.
I lift a brow. “Looking for someone?”
Ethan chuckles.
“Yeah, I’m looking for Styx,” Joey admits.
“Our sticks are in our pants,” Kennedy teases, grabbing his cock.
“Dude,” Joey says with a shudder. “You know I ain’t talking about that kinda stick.”
Kennedy nods. “But it was fun.”
I elbow Ethan and give him a wink.
“E, you think maybe Kennedy would wanna join us some night?” I ask.
Ethan hides his smirk. “I don’t know. Kennedy?”
I can see Kennedy’s butt cheeks clench. I bust out laughing.
“From the way his ass squeezed tight, I’d say it’s a solid no,” I tell Ethan, who’s also laughing.
“You fuckers,” Kennedy mutters. “I thought about it for a second—but only one.”
“That’s more than I expected,” Ethan tells him.
Styxzilla walks in. “What’s more than you expected?”
