“Babe.”
He opens his eyes and smiles, gesturing for me to come over. I slide onto the bed and between his legs, heading straight for his gorgeous mouth, sinking into his kiss when I get there.
Colson kisses like he needs it to live—deep and sensual, exploratory. Every kiss is better than the last, and I swear I could do this all night.
I reach for the lube, torn between all the things I want to do, but if I’m honest, the night’s events are catching up with me. It must be nearly three in the morning by now. Maybe later.
Making a quick decision, I pour a bit of lube between us, then I position my body so our cocks slot together.
“Yes,” Colson whispers just before I close my mouth over his again.
We move slowly, leisurely, simply enjoying the pleasure and heat our joined bodies create. I slide my hand around to his ass, gently kneading and rubbing while our tongues tangle together. This feels different. It feels like… more. Like I really do get to keep this. I get to love this man and be loved by him in return.
Colson wraps his legs around my waist, humping against me as I tickle his hole, not pushing my way in, just increasing the pleasure.
“I love you,” I whisper into the kiss.
Colson moans softly, twisting his fingers in my hair. “God, I love you.”
My cock swells and I know I’m close, and even though I don’t want this to end, I can feel my body winding down. I want Colson to come though. I want to feel his release all over me.
“Oh fuck,” he whispers. “Yes, Specter.” He drags his fingers down my back, scratching lightly.
I thrust against him, my breath catching every time his cockhead bumps against mine. My balls tighten against my body and the tension in my belly grows.
“Come for me, Specter. I want to feel it on my skin.”
“Jesus,” I pant, attacking his mouth again as I grind my cock into his.
He tenses first, his nails digging into my shoulders as he arches his back, and when the first stream of hot liquid splashes against me, that’s it. I fall over the edge with him, rubbing and rocking together until I’m too sensitive to move again.
“Fuck,” he says after a few seconds. “That was intense.”
“I wanted…” I pause, trying to catch my breath. “I wanted to fuck you. Suck you. Do everything to you.”
“This was nice.” He kisses my cheek. “Really nice. And guess what?”
“What?”
“I’ll be here tomorrow.”
“Promise?”
When he stays silent, I lift my head.
His eyes are glassy, but he nods. “Promise.”
CHAPTER 30
Colson
Wakingup next to Specter hasn’t lost its appeal yet. In fact, I like it.
I like knowing who I’m going to bed with at night.
I like sharing my body with only one man who can’t seem to get enough of me.
I like drinking coffee and having bagels with his ragtag family.
