Page 48 of One is Never Enough

“That’s really awesome,” Oliver replies.

“Toby says you’re into graphic design? I’d love to hear about it.”

Oliver and Mom launch into a conversation, making me sit back in the chair with a smile. I knew my mom would love him; it’s hard not to. But seeing Oliver his usual animated self in front of her warms my heart.

This is just more proof that Oliver is meant for us.

Two hours later, we’re finally back on the road, and I still can’t stop smiling. Oliver and Mom talked about everything. Before we left, my mom pulled me to the side and told me how much she already adores him. Then she handed me something that’s burning a fucking hole in my pocket. I flip my signal on and take a road that will lead me to one of my favorite places.

“Where are we going?” Oliver asks, squeezing my hand.

“I used to come here a lot when I was dealing with coming out. It was peaceful as hell. I want you to see it.”

I take another narrower road and pull into a wide spot to park. Jace would kill me if I took his car down this road. I get out of the car and go to Oliver’s side to help him out. Hand in hand, we walk down the small road, and when Oliver walks through the break in the trees, he gasps.

“Holy shit, Toby. This place is gorgeous.”

It’s a meadow surrounded by trees that I found by accident. But it’s the only place that I’ve ever found where you can’t hear a sound from the city. No sirens, no horns, no shouting, absolutely nothing. I lead him through the meadow and down to the little creek that runs behind it. I pull him to stop right by the water and turn him to face me.

“This has always been my oasis. I spent a lot of time here, too, after you left. It’s the only place I’ve ever found where I could find peace.” I grab his hands, already nervous as hell. “You’re my peace now, Oli. From the first moment I met you, I knew you were different. And the fact that I get to share you with Jace and Aiden makes this better.” I reach into my pocket and drop to one knee. Oliver’s eyes widen, and he covers his mouth. “I know it’s soon, but I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Baby.” I hold the silver band up that my mom had sized for Oli between my fingers. “This was my dad’s, and I want you to wear it as a symbol of my love for you.”

“Oh, Toby,” Oliver whispers with tears in his eyes. “I love you so much.”

“Is that a yes?”

“Of course!”

I jump back to my feet and place it on his ring finger. I take a second to look at my dad’s ring on his finger and kiss it. “I love you, Baby!”

“I love you too.”

Oliver wraps his arms around my neck and kisses me hard, almost desperate. I return it, wanting to get as close to him as possible. I run my hands under his shirt, and he pulls back without question so I can slip it over his head. It doesn’t take us long to strip out of our clothes, and Oliver is standing naked in front of me. I pull the lube from my jeans pocket, and Oliver laughs breathlessly.

“Prepared, aren’t you?”

“I am always prepared for you, Baby. I need to be inside you.”

I rub lube onto my cock and sit on the smooth rock beside the creek with my feet in the water. I pull Oliver to straddle my legs and run my hand underneath him only to encounter a butt plug. “Jace told me to wear it all day. Did he know what was going to happen?”

I shake my head and carefully work it free. I set it on our discarded clothes and massage his thighs. “No. I didn’t even really know I was doing it today.”

Oliver grabs my cock and moves so he can line it up behind him. He guides it inside him and slowly starts to sink down. I find myself watching his face for every expression of pleasure. His brows always crease when he first takes one of our cocks, but the further he sinks down, it always smooths out to one of pleasure. His mouth slightly parts, and he always sighs when we’re fully seated inside him. “Make me yours, Toby.”

Oliver wraps his arms around my neck while I settle my hands on his hips. Oliver slowly starts to move, rocking back and forth on my cock. “You’ll always be mine, Baby.”

Oliver lays his forehead against mine, our eyes locked together. It’s been too long since I’ve had this side of him, and I need to make an effort to have this more often. I run my hands up his sides, savoring how soft his skin is. “You feel so good,” Oliver moans when I shift my hips. “Your piercings are rubbing inside me.”

Oliver seals his lips over mine and starts riding me faster. His movements are jerky, and I know that he needs more, something that I’m more than willing to give. I slide my arms under his legs and stand up, still seated inside him. I lay him on the grass on his back and prop his calves on my shoulders before bracing my hands on the ground by his head so it bends him in half. “Fuck, Baby. You squeeze me so goddamn tight.”

“Toby,” Oliver whimpers and rolls his hips. “Please.”

“Anything for you.”

I pull out until just the head of my cock is sitting inside him and then slam my hips forward. Oliver cries out, and his fingers dig into my biceps. “Yes, yes, yes,” he chants when I start fucking him without restraint. I’m so fucking proud of him for accepting that this is how his body should be used.

“I’m never letting you go,” I growl, leaning my weight further onto his legs. “You can’t get away from me now.”

“I’ll never leave you,” Oliver moans. “You’re mine too.”

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