“Oh, God,” he whispered, his nails scraping lightly down my back.His legs tightened around me and his body began to tremble, and I knew he was close.
I reached between us and took him in my hand, stroking in time with my thrusts, and he came apart.His back arched, his mouth opened in a silent cry, and his body pulsed around me as his cock spurted thick ropes of cum onto his chest.The sight of him, the feel of him losing control, dragged me over the edge after him.Buried deep inside his warm body, I pumped my release into the condom.I thrust and thrust until we were both satiated.Once we fell silent, I stayed where I was, my cock throbbing inside him.I didn’t want the moment to end.
We lay there for a long time, breathing roughly, sticky and tangled and not moving.Spencer’s hand lightly brushed over my shoulder blades, and my face was still against his neck.The air was warm and musky, and I could feel his pulse against my cheek as it gradually returned to normal.
“Well,” he said eventually.“This was an unexpectedly nice end to my evening.”
I laughed against his skin.“Mine too.”
“I can’t remember now why I was trying to avoid you.”There was a smile in his voice.“Dumb move on my part.”
I lifted my head and looked at him.His dark hair was sweaty and a little messy, his cheeks flushed.He looked vulnerable, and that made me feel protective of him.Not something I was expecting to feel toward him.
I frowned as his words sank in.“So youwereavoiding me.”
“Yeah.”
I searched his face.“Why?”
He narrowed his eyes.“Don’t pretend you weren’t doing the same thing.”
I grimaced.“Okay, fair enough.But I was trying to avoid this happening.”
He looked confused.“But this was your idea.”
“Exactly.”I laughed sheepishly.“I knew I had no self-control where you’re concerned.”
“Ahh.”He smirked.“My sex appeal was impossible to resist.”
“Apparently.”I sighed and gently pulled out of him.Then I disposed of the used condom, grabbed tissues, and we wiped off.
Once we were cleaned up, we got back in the bed, lying side by side, staring up at the ceiling.Scout was sleeping in his bed across the room, snoring softly.Spencer lifted his head and studied the dog.“Do you bring people back here a lot?”
I frowned.“No, why?”
“Because Scout didn’t bat an eye when we fucked.”He put his arms behind his head.“Most dogs jump up on the bed and seem confused when people do the nasty.”
“That dog would sleep through a hurricane.”I hesitated.“And, uh… you’re the first person I’ve brought here.”
He didn’t speak right away, but then he turned his head to look at me.I met his gaze, and he smiled.
“I’m flattered.”
“You should be.”
He cleared his throat.“So… was this like a one-time thing?”
I frowned.“I hope not.”
He looked pleased at that.“Good.This was fun.I’d love to do it again sometime.”
Chuckling, I turned toward him.“Me too.”
He also rolled over, and we stared at each other for a moment.Then he said quietly, “Why weren’t you out as bisexual in Portland, but you feel comfortable being out here?”He hesitated.“Or are you comfortable being out here?I’m not sure it’s common knowledge you like guys too.”
“It might not be.It’s not like I feel the need to announce it with a bullhorn.But Mayor Hadley knew I was bisexual before he hired me.I made sure of it.I’m done hiding.”I sat up and pulled the comforter up over our bare legs.“The reason I’ve only been dating women in Coral Cove is I hadn’t met a guy I was attracted to until I met you.”
“I see.”His lips curved in a smile.We were quiet for a moment, then he asked, “Are you out to your family?”
