Sunny moved his hands down further, bracing himself against Grant’s belly, scratching gently at his treasure trail and grinning as his stomach muscles twitched under Sunny’s touch.
If nothing else, he was the best toy Sunny had ever had. Everything about him was so exciting, every new discovery making Sunny’s chest tight with joy.
He loved Grant. He loved every square inch of him, and he couldn’t wait to explore them all.
“Sunny,” Grant murmured, his voice rough. “I love you.”
Sunny gasped, the soft declaration knocking him off balance for a moment.
No one had ever told him that mid-sex. The best he’d ever gotten was people saying things they didn’t really mean in the moments after, pretending it hadn’t happened later.
Normally, hearing he was loved broke Sunny’s heart, because he knew it wasn’t true.
Coming from Grant, it meant the world to him. He knew Grant was serious. He could feel everything between them, and he was sosure. Sure of everything, for the first time in his life.
It was so good to have that. The certainty that for once, he was exactly where he was supposed to be.
“I love you, too,” Sunny said, his voice breaking, his insides clenching as he said it. It felt so good to have this without being worried that it’d all be over in the morning.
Grant would still be there. Whatever else happened, Sunny knew that Grant wanted this as much as he did. More, even.
Grant reached up to touch Sunny’s cheek, his other hand moving to Sunny’s waist, gripping him tight there.
Before Sunny had realized what was about to happen, Grant was flipping them back over again, Sunny’s stomach swooping at the sudden. He cried out, first in surprise, and then again as lifted his knee to push back inside him, filling Sunny completely in one motion.
Sunny gasped for breath, his head spinning at everything that had just happened, his whole body on fire with arousal.
This was unexpected, but Sunny barely remembered being this turned on in hislife. He was used to having to be pushy to get what he wanted.
Grant had read him, though. Grant paid attention.
He wasdefinitelyworth a little guidance, though it was starting to look like he wouldn’t need that much.
Sunny gasped and moaned as Grant wrapped his free hand around the length of his cock, stroking him in time with his thrusts. He could hear Grant panting over the rush of blood in his own ears, feel the effort he was putting into this in every roll of his hips.
Apparently,I love youwere the magic words. Sunny intended to remember that.
“Grant,” he gasped between powerful, bed-shaking thrusts, barely able to catch his breath long enough to do it. He wanted to encourage this, but it was starting to look like he didn’t need to.
Grant hummed in response, keeping up the pace he’d set, then speeding up just a little, a low moan breaking free of his throat.
Sunny could feel arousal coiled inside him, tighter and tighter. Every thrust of Grant’s hips making it build, pulling him closer.
He’d gone from having all the control to none at all, and he loved it. It felt so damnedgoodto be wanted like this, to be understood.
What Grant lacked in practical experience, he made up for in a maturity that no man Sunny’s own age would have had. Now that he’d seen it up close, he couldn’t believe he’d waited this long to fall for an older one.
Not that he’d had any choice about falling for Grant. Everything about him had been impossible to resist.
“I got you,” Grant murmured, not missing a beat as he lifted Sunny clear off the bed and shoved a pillow under his hips.
Sexy, considerate,andcoordinated was one hell of a combination. All Sunny could think about right now was how good this felt, but he’d remember that later. He could do allkindsof fun things with a man who had Grant’s strength and coordination.
The change in angle did nothing to stop the building need in Sunny’s gut, Grant’s cock hitting all of his sensitive spots with every thrust now, leaving him gasping and squirming under him.
He was so close he could have screamed, need coursing through him with every movement, his nerve endings on fire.
Sunny’s orgasm hit like a lightning bolt, starting at the back of his head and flowing down, making him arch his hips off the bed, push down on Grant’s cock as he started to come, breathy, needy moans punctuating every breath he took as each wave of pleasure crashed over him, his cock pulsing in Grant’s hand, coating them both like last time.
