“Never.” She winks. “Alright, so where are we going to celebrate? Party at the football house? A bar? Maybe a club?”
“I love you girls. You’re my besties for life, but we won’t be celebrating with you tonight. However, don’t let that stop you, go out and have fun.”
“What?” Val pouts. “You’re not?”
“We’re not?” Blake asks, brows furrowed together.
“Nope. We’re heading back to my place.”
“We are?” Blake raises a brow. “I thought we were going out with our friends tonight.”
“That was the plan until I got a message from my dad that he’s going away for the weekend with his friends. And we have the house all to ourselves for two whole nights.”
His face flushes and I can see the change in his breathing, understanding what I’m hinting at.
“Yeah, sorry, girls. We can’t go out tonight.” Blake grabs my hand and starts tugging me toward the parking lot. “We have plans.”
“You might not be coming out with us, but someone will becumming!” Val cackles. “That's my boy!”
I snort out a laugh. “Of course Val would be our sex cheerleader.”
“Normally I’d be embarrassed by her screamingthatwith people around But now that we are finally, after nearly two months, getting the house to ourselves? I couldn’t care less. I want to go home now, Cooper. Rightnow.” The desperation in his eyes has me nearly falling to my knees.
“Then let’s go home,” I growl, tugging him into my arms. “I can’t wait to fucking devour you, Blake.”
He whimpers against my lips, kissing me until we’re both panting like crazy.
The drive home is a little blurry because all I can do is think about Blake. A very naked Blake. With my hands and tongue on him, cock inside of him.
We’re both out of the car and rushing to the front door, like a couple of horny teenagers getting some time alone. In a way, I guess we are.
I wonder if it would be too soon to ask Blake if he wants to get a place with me? If we move in together, we can have all the privacy we want.
Maybe I should wait until after graduation. That would be more realistic.
I just know after this weekend with him, once I finally get him in every way I’ve been craving, I’m going to want more. So much more. I know for a fact I’ll never get sick of being with Blake. This obsession for him will never die.
The house is dark when we get inside. Flicking on the light, I kick my shoes off and lock the door.
“So, what now?” Blake asks, looking around the house then back to me. He’s nervous now that we’re here and reality is sinking in.
He has nothing to be worried about. I’m going to make sure I take very good care of him. “We don’t have to rush. We can take our time.”
He licks his lips and nods.
“How about a shower?”
“Didn’t you just take one?”
My lips kick into a smile. “Yeah, but something tells me a shower with you will be a hell of a lot more fun. Don’t you think?”
His pupils dilate and his breathing changes. I can tell he likes the idea as much as I do. “Yes,” he whispers.
“Come on, baby. Let me clean you up, before I get you all dirty.” I grin.
“That was so corny, yet my cock is very much down for it,” he groans.
“Good.” I chuckle as I take his hand, leading him upstairs. “I approve of your dick’s approval."
