We found our rhythm—deep strokes that made him gasp, then faster when he begged for more. The bed frame knocked against the wall. I didn’t care. Couldn’t care about anything except the way he looked underneath me—head thrown back, my name spilling from his mouth between ragged breaths.
“Touch yourself,” I said. “I want to watch.”
His hand flew to his cock, stroking fast. I drove into him harder, felt him clench around me, felt my own release building.
“Close—” His voice broke. “I’m so close?—”
“Come for me.”
He came with a shout, his body clamping down, cum spilling over his fist. The pressure pulled me over the edge. I buried myself deep and let go, pleasure whiting out everything until I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, couldn’t do anything but hold on to him.
After, we lay tangled in sweaty sheets, both of us gasping. I was still inside him, softening, neither of us willing to break the connection.
“Wow,” he said.
“Yeah.”
“We should do that again.”
“Give me twenty minutes.”
He laughed, and I felt it everywhere.
Later—much later—we lay in the dark with the sheets kicked to the foot of the bed. Tanner’s head rested on my chest, his fingers tracing patterns I couldn’t decipher.
“I submitted my applications,” he said. “All of them. Wilmington’s my top choice.”
“Mine too.”
His hand stilled. “We didn’t coordinate that.”
“No.”
“But we both?—”
“Yeah.”
He was quiet for a moment. When he spoke again, his voice was careful. “What if we don’t both get in? What if one of us has to go somewhere else?”
“Then we figure it out.”
“Long distance is hard.”
“So is this.” I ran my hand down his spine. “We’ve done hard. We’re doing hard right now.”
He pushed up on one elbow, looking down at me. Moonlight cut through the blinds, striping his face in silver and shadow.
“I’ve never planned a future with someone before,” Tanner said. “I don’t know how.”
“Neither do I.”
“What if we screw it up?”
“We probably will.” I tucked a strand of hair behind his ear. “Then we fix it.”
He studied me for a long moment. Whatever he saw made him exhale, his shoulders dropping.
“Okay,” he said.
