“The farewell brunch.” He grasped my cheeks. “As much fun as it is to take a trip down memory lane, my cock’s deflating at this sibling talk—”
I brushed mine against his.
His breath again hitched.
“Yeah…that…” I grinned. “Pull your knees up.”
He obeyed, giving me plenty of room to set myself up. I did just that, nudging his entrance with the tip of my cock. “Ready?”
“I think I’ve been ready for you since the first time we met.”
That gave me pause, even as I pressed inside him. The first time we’d met? I’d thought he’d hated me on sight.Love to hate you?I just didn’t know.
He gritted his teeth as I breached him.
“You okay?” I wanted to press my hand to his furrowed brow, but one was covered in lube and the other braced me.
“Fine.” Again said through gritted teeth. He wasn’t exactlyfine. He also had the ability to stop this at any moment. Oneword and I’d pull out. I’d hold him in my arms and there’d be no recriminations. I’d cherish him forever.
Wait.
What?
Forever?
“I’m ready, Cooper. Just fuck me already.”
His words pulled me back into the moment. All this wedding shit had my mind racing to forever. It had to stop. “Okay, babe, hang on.” Slowly, inch by inch, I eased into him.
He pulled his lower lip through his teeth even as his brow continued to furrow. Likely in concentration.
Every fiber of my being wanted to ask him if he was okay, but I understood that would’ve been the worst thing to do. He could speak. He could warn me. So I pushed in and withdrew over and over again. Making my way home. And when I bottomed out, he sighed.
“Yeah. That.” He managed a grin. “Now I remember why this is so good.”
Eighteen years is a damn long time.
I wasn’t certain I would’ve survived it.
No, in fact, I knew I wouldn’t have.
“Go hard, Cooper. Make me feel it. So that tomorrow I’m sore and I’ll be thinking about what you’ve done to me.”
Because yes, all that and more.
So I did what came as naturally to me as breathing.
I fucked.
More specifically, I fucked Lachlan.
I didn’t go as hard as I would with a regular partner whose limits I knew well. I didn’t go easy on him either. Instead, I withdrew and then pushed back in. Harder each time. And yeah, I was okay if he felt it tomorrow.
“More, Cooper, please.”
Well, sure.
I slammed into him, pushing him against the headboard with each thrust. I nabbed his cock and jacked him to the punishing rhythm I set. I chased my orgasm all the while doing everything I could to coax him into his. When I did the fucking, I always tried to make certain my partner came first.
