My god.
“Can you move? I need you to fuck me if you can. I’m holding on by a thread here.”
I’m relieved to know that, because no way am I lasting more than another couple of minutes myself. Especially not when I look up and find one of Talon’s hands wrapped around his swollen cock and the other pinching his nipple. His back is bowed off the mattress, and his eyes are screwed shut as his orgasm looms closer.
“I’ve got you,” I tell him, overcome with emotion at the truth in my words. I’ve never even hadmyself, let alone had enough reserve to catch someone else when they fall. But I do now. I do forhim.
I pick up my speed, both of my hands on the backs of Talon’s thighs again, my fingers gripping his flesh to keep me tethered to the earth as I slam harder and harder into his ass.
“Ohmy…fuck, yes…I’m com…” His sentence is cut off by a series of the sexiest grunts and groans I’ve ever heard come from another person.
The sight of his cum painting his stomach and chest, mixed with his ass choking my dick, has me balancing on one fucking toe on the edge of my own orgasm.
I know we’ve both been tested, but we didn’t talk about whether he actually wants me to come inside him despite the conversation we had about not wanting to use a condom. I’m trying to work my way through that when, once again, he says the words I need to hear.
“Don’t you dare pull out. Fill my ass. I want your cum so deep inside me I can taste it.”
Okay, then.
I snap my hips twice more and pour the very essence of my being inside him.
“Oh, shit,” I moan. “Talon…”
A few minutes later, as my breathing evens out, I ease out of him and collapse onto the bed, emotionally, physically, and psychologically spent.
I did it.
We did it.
And no one was hurt in the process.
Chapter 35
Talon
Ifell asleep sated, sore, and ridiculously happy. After coming harder than I ever have in my entire life, I enveloped Zeke in my arms and held my entire world as we drifted off to sleep. In fact, sleep consumed me so quickly that I barely had a chance to process the giant step we’d just taken. It felt so right, sogood,so obviously the next step, that it being my first time with a guy,andmy first time doingthat,didn’t really register.
My phone buzzes on my nightstand, and I wonder if that’s what woke me in the first place.
Zeke is still sound asleep next to me, looking even younger than usual with his glasses off and his features relaxed.
I reach over, about to silence my phone, when I see the call is from Eloise.
“El, it’s like six in the morning,” I say in greeting, rolling away from Zeke so I don’t wake him.
“Tal, it’s not good.”
“What’s not good?” I ask, slipping from the bed altogether at my sister’s tone of voice.
This feels like fuckingdéjà vuexcept it’s Eloise’s voice on the phone instead of Rebecca’s name and a text.
“I don’t know who ran their mouth, but when Zeke finds out, he’s going to be crushed.”
“Findswhatout, El?Jesus,I’m still half asleep here! What’s going on?” I’m yelling in a whisper, growing more panicked by the second.
My text alert pings in my ear, and I check the screen.
It’s a link to a news article from a publication that is very popular in our social circle. My entire family subscribes, as do most of our colleagues. The article is titledBillionaire’s New Beau?
