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His sweet face lights up, and I’m desperate to kiss him, but I hold off. “Holy shit, I think today just became perfect.”

“I’ll take that as a yes, then.”

“Fuck yes.”

“Okay.” Fuck. Looks like we might be headed to Vermont. “I can probably wrap my master’s up in a year if I pick up some more units next semester. I’ll be busy, but I was already thinking about it, so does that give you enough time?”

“I’d be able to go whenever. Even if it means taking an extra semester there.” His face turns determined. “But I’m not giving up on here yet. That’s a last resort because I don’t want to have to keep relying on my brothers to fix my problems for me. I want to at least try and do it for myself.”

It’s probably the best thing he could say. The fact he wants to try, even if it means he could fail, is more important than he knows. Not even to me, but to him.

If we end up in Vermont, at least he’ll know he did everything he could before he reached out for help. It sounds like it’ll be a first for him, and I’m so glad I get to be here to witness it.

32

BENNY

I’m glued to Harrison as we back into his room, feeling all bubbly and high from today. Not gonna lie, it was emotionally exhausting to go over everything, to admit my failures and the things Em and I had done. Once I got it all out to the doctor and we talked in depth about dyscalculia and what to expect, it eased some of my questions. My talk with Harrison eased the others.

His tongue glides across mine, and while I love the softness sometimes, tonight, after all that emoting and love, I need a good hard fuck.

“Take my clothes off,” I manage between kisses.

Harrison immediately reaches for my shorts. He’s efficient with stripping those and my underwear off before breaking our kiss to tug my shirt over my head. I’m not cold, but goose bumps rise across my skin anyway.

He steps back, takes a moment to drink my body in.

I pull my dick a few times to dim the ache building there. “You wanna fuck me?”

My man nods slowly, jaw set and eyes hooded. His seriousness does something to me that sends a ripple down my spine.

“How?”

“Bend over the bed and hang on for dear life.”

Now we’re talking.

Harrison strips off, then grabs a condom and lube while I bend over the edge of the bed. When he steps up behind me, he tosses them onto the sheets, then runs his hands from my shoulders down either side of my spine to my ass.

“You’re so hot, Benny.”

“Look who’s talking.”

He wipes his leaking tip over my hole. “I swear I want to nut instantly when you’re around.”

“Then stretch me open, suit up, and get to it. Horny as fuck over here.”

He chuckles, leaning down to press a kiss to my tailbone before he picks up the lube. Feeling the cool liquid drizzle down my crack immediately makes my hole twitch. I’m so ready for it. So ready for him to fuck me hard enough that I forget about everything else.

Harrison’s fingers dip into my crease and drag the lube up and down my skin before pressing gently to my opening. His other hand reaches between my legs and cups my balls, causing me to fall face-first onto the bed. I’m a shameless slut for anything and everything he does to me. The combination of him gradually entering me and the way he rolls my balls in his palm is enough to make my legs weak.

“I don’t know which is better,” he says. “Fucking you or you fucking me.”

“That’s because neither of them are better. They’re completely different. Sometimes one is what you need, and sometimes it’s the other.” The stretch in my ass is delicious as he gets his two fingers inside. “Sometimes I don’t want either. And other times, like right now, I want you to fuck me so hard I forget my name.”

He chuckles and squeezes my balls lightly. There’s a hint of pain that takes the edge off how horny I am, but damn, I want him to touch my cock. I fold my arms, resting my forehead on them, using all my willpower not to reach for it instead. No way am I coming until I’ve taken a beating, but my man knows how to work me up; apparently, telling me he loves me is one of those ways.

“I always forget how tight you feel,” he says, stroking his fingers in and out. “It’s such a tease. I need my cock in there. You make me so hard, Benny.”

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