“More,” he pants. “Now.”
“Boxers?” I ask.
“Yes.”
We both undo our pants. I kick my shoes off and step one leg out of my slacks so I can widen my stance.
With the thickest layers gone, Stone presses himself against me, and we’re both exhaling expletives as our cocks rub against each other through our boxers.
“Holy fucking shit, you feel so good,” I tell him.
“Is it always like this?” he asks.
“No,” I answer honestly, grabbing two handfuls of his perfect ass and drawing him harder against myself.
“Oh shit, Han. I’m gonna come.Oh, fuck, fuck, fuuuuck.”
The warmth of his orgasm spreads through both layers of our cotton boxers, and being coated in Stone’s release sends me flying over the edge right after him.
“Stone, I’m…” I trail off, lost to the sheer ecstasy of having Stone in my arms as I come undone.
Chapter 19
Stone
I’m greeted in the morning with overcast skies. I’ve been given the day off because I’ll work Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. I work them every year since my coworkers all have families to celebrate with. I preferred to stay busy, but now I feel a little bad because that means Hanlon will have to?—
Ohmygod.
Hanlon.
Last night comes rushing back into my mind. His flavor, his scent, his deep fucking voice, the feel of his cock brushing against mine. Even through our boxers, it was incredible. The euphoric memories fade into feelings of shame so great that I wish I could melt into this bed and never have to face him.
What am I supposed to say?Last night felt fucking amazing, and I’d really like to do more? Wanna skip coffee and just get naked? Maybe we could never look each other in the eye every again?
Too bad my dick only seems to be interested in the personI SHARE PARENTS WITH.
What a clusterfuck.
Deciding it’s better just to get it over with, I climb out of bed, brush my teeth, and pull fresh boxers on along witha new pair of sweats.
As soon as I open my bedroom door, I immediately jump back, my hand flying to my heart.
Hanlon is standing on the threshold, holding a cup of coffee.
“Jesus!Are you trying to make me burn myself?” he yells, hot coffee dripping down his fingers.
“I didn’t fucking know you were there. You gave me a heart attack.”
“It’s almost ten. I figured you were contemplating climbing out of your bedroom window in an effort to avoid me, and thought I’d rip the Band-Aid off for you. Coffee?” he tacks on at the end, holding the cup out for me.
“I’m not avoiding you,” I grumble, taking the mug and refusing to look at him. “I just needed a minute to wrap my head around…stuff. Thanks for this,” I say, taking a swig of the piping hot black liquid.
“You promised you wouldn’t?—”
“And I’m not,” I say, cutting him off. “It’s just complicated, Han.Jesus,I’m your brother.”
Hanlon leans his shoulder against my doorframe and crosses his arms over his chest. “Oh, sonowyou want to play the brother card?”
