“I wanna…” Max grunted as Connor hit just the right spot inside him,a spurt of precome leaking out of his cock. He was painfully close now,teetering on the edge of coming.
“It’s okay,” Connor murmured. “I’m close too.”
Hearing that made Max’s head spin, the words going straight to thebase of his cock, adding to the almost unbearable tension there. He needed tocome so badly, and Connor was getting off on this, and…
It was all too much. Too much, and not enough, and so much morethan he’d ever thought he could feel.
Love was amazing.
Connor’s slow, lazy thrusts started to speed up, his cock drivingas far inside Max’s body as it could go with each one now, sending sparks ofpleasure bouncing up Max’s spine.
He couldn’t hold out much longer, not like this. Not when Connor’scock felt so good inside him, hot and thick and satisfying in a way Max didn’teven know he needed to be satisfied.
His hips jerked against Connor’s stomach, his balls aching withthe need to come, a white-hot knot of pleasure sitting heavy in the pit of hisstomach, every movement of Connor’s cock inside him pushing it lower.
Max’s toes curled as his orgasm hit, his vision whiting out for amoment as he came with a low, embarrassingly loud groan. All the tension thathad been building flowed out of him, his hips rocking deep against Connor’sstomach as he spilled all over him, wave after wave making his thighs tense up,his ass clench, every part of him tingling with the relief of coming.
His felt amazing, better than any orgasm he’d had before by along, long way.
Connor gasped just as Max thought he was coming down, his cockpushing all the way inside Max, as far as it could go in this position. Thefeeling of Connor coming inside him, the way his cock twitched, the way hiswhole body tensed made Max gasp again, a final spike of pleasure finishing anorgasm that felt as though it’d gone on for hours.
If he’d thought he was exhausted before, he knew what realexhaustion felt like now.
None of his muscles were in the mood to cooperate, so he stayedwhere he was, clinging to Connor’s warm, familiar body and breathing in hisscent, waiting for his higher brain functions to come back.
A soft, satisfied hum from Connor made his heart clench.
“That was good,” Connor mumbled after a moment, his voice rough.
“Yeah,” Max agreed, his head still light from the sheer force ofhis orgasm. He’d never felt this wrung out, this utterlyspentin hislife.
He was looking forward to getting used to it, though. He couldn’tremember the last time he’d been this relaxed.
“I don’t think I can stand to get cleaned up,” Connor said.
“Me neither,” Max admitted, glad he wasn’t alone in not being ableto trust most of his muscles right now.
“Shower later,” Connor said, his tone surprisingly decisive.“Cuddles now.”
Max chuckled at that, groaning as he forced himself to move hisarm so he could wrap it around Connor.
The blanket just beyond Connor’s shoulder looked tempting, but hecouldn’t be bothered reaching out for it. He’d wait until the sweat cooled onhis skin, and then make the effort to tuck them in.
Maybe. If he hadn’t fallen asleep by then.
“Hey,” Connor said softly after another few moments. “I wasthinking… once Zoe’s recovered and things have settled down… I’d like it if youmoved in here. With me.”
Max had to pause to process what Connor was saying. He wanted Maxto move in? Here? With him?
Max hadn’t realized how much he wanted that until now. His stomachdid a somersault at the thought, nerves and excitement making his heart beatfaster.
“I know she comes first,” Connor said. “But I’ll settle forsecond.”
Max shook his head. “Equal first,” he murmured. “I love you. Ilove you more than I even knew I could love anyone. You’ve more than earnedyour place in my heart.”
Connor was silent for a moment, long enough that Max started toworry that he’d said the wrong thing.
“Equal first,” he repeated softly. “I’m honored.”
