Page 23 of Just Forever

The desperate sounds Lake makes turn my balls almost painfully tight.

Lake’s muscles strain, and that heel digs into the valley between my shoulder blades. His hips start pushing up faster until he’s fucking my mouth, and his fingers clutch my hair.

“Oh fuck. Fuck, fuck,” he rasps. “Baby.”

His voice is more of a slur than anything else, and I can hear the telltale rasp in it. He pushes his hips up once more, forcing his dick deeper, and then he stills for a moment. I fist the base of his cock and suck as hard as I can, my cheeks hollowing.

He comes with my name on his lips, cock pulsing in my mouth, spurt after spurt hitting the back of my throat.

It’s a starkly different flavor after all the sugar, but I’ve always loved the way Lake tastes. I also love the way the muscles of his thighs quiver under my touch, and the way his chest falls and rises with each rapid breath.

I swallow it all down and keep sucking him even after he’s slumped down on the bed. I suck him until he’s gone soft in my mouth, then I lick my way up his body, cover his lips with mine, and push my tongue into his mouth. Lake cups my face and sucks my tongue, tasting himself on it.

His cock is soft, but still slick with my saliva and cum, so I rub myself against him. I’m so turned on that it’s not going to take a lot of effort to make me come.

Lake wraps himself around me and sucks my earlobe between his lips. My hips move faster. Lake starts meeting my thrusts. It can’t be too comfortable, but then he hums, hands moving down my back. His fingers move through the crease of my ass and find my hole. He lazily toys with the rim and pushes the tip of his finger inside. The slight burn only urges me on.

“Baby,” he murmurs into my ear.

I come on his stomach, clutching him to me.

A little while later, I lie on top of Lake. His fingers slide over my back and count the ridges of my spine. The bed is a mess of loose sheets and pillows.

“Love you,” Lake says in that sleepy voice he gets after a good orgasm.

I wrap my arm around his waist and nuzzle the spot below his ear. “Want to spend the morning in bed?”

“One hundred percent. You can’t, though.”

“How come? Do you have a hotter husband scheduled for this?” I ask with a laugh.

“He’s arriving in twenty.”

“Good to know. Just out of curiosity, how are you planning to get rid of me?”

He turns to his side and eyes me carefully. “With alternate plans.”

“Which are?”

“I… Genevive texted me, and I replied, so now she’s meeting you for breakfast. Or brunch. Or something. I already put the address in your phone.”

I flop over on my back and stare at the ceiling until Lake’s face appears in my line of sight. He raises a brow.

“Don’t let it fester. Just go, let her explain herself, and clear the air. She’s your mom, and she’s worried she really screwed things up.”

He holds my gaze and waits until I sigh. “Fine. I’ll go and talk to her.”

Lake’s smile makes it worth it. “That’s all I ask.”

RYKER

Mom smilesat me nervously when I approach her and take a seat on the other side of the table.

We study each other silently for a little bit until she says, “Thank you for coming.”

“You should probably thank Lake for me being here.”

“I figured. I’ll do that.” She nods toward the two cups of coffee. “I ordered for you.”

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