Page 8 of Just Forever

My palm keeps moving from his hip to his flat stomach. While he was drunk on New Years’s, he swore he’d work on getting a six-pack, but I’m kind of glad he hasn’t taken that promise too seriously. I like him just the way he is.

Can’t exactly say that out loud because he’d accuse me of being sappy, so instead, I slide my hand underneath his T-shirt. He sucks in a breath when I circle his belly button and move upward until I can flick his nipple, just the way I know he likes. By now, I know Lake’s body as well as my own. I mean, I’ve put in some serious practice time, so that’s to be expected.

I’ve never been in a relationship like this. One where I can’t seem to keep my hands off the other person whenever he’s near me. It’s never been the kind of ferocious need that has kept me from applying any type of common sense. I’ve stopped trying to make sense of it and given in. Fuck it. I’ll be greedy for Lake for the rest of my life, it seems.

“Do you think hotel beds see a lot of action?” Lake pants.

I stop rolling his nipple between my fingers, stare at him for a moment, then snort. “What?”

“I just figure lots of people fuck here.”

“Is that something that turns you on?”

His smile stretches across his face as he wraps his leg around me and swiftly rolls us over so he’s on top of me. He grabs my hands and holds them trapped above my head while he nips at my bottom lip.

“Just figure we have to put on a really good show. I want to be the best this hotel room has ever had.”

I groan while he gyrates his hips.

“I’m in.”

He flicks his tongue over my lower lip. “Not yet. But you will be.”

I groan out another laugh, but that one dies down almost immediately as Lake quickly, and with remarkable efficiency, wrestles both our clothes off and starts to kiss his way down my body.

My cock taps against his chin, and my skin prickles with goose bumps in anticipation. He keeps kissing my abdomen and hip bones. My belly button and flanks. Until I’m buzzing with need, fingertips and toes filled with restless sparks.

“Fuck. Just suck my dick,” I groan when he bypasses it again.

He laughs at that and pinches the tip of my cock for a second, which makes my hips jerk.

“Stop ordering me around,” he says mildly.

“You know you want to,” I pant.

He hums, sticks out his tongue, and flicks it over the tip. His eyes grow heavy. “Mmm. I can see the appeal.”

He blows a short burst of air over the sensitive tip.

“Fuck!”

Lake grins. “Ask me nicely.”

“It’s my birthday.”

He hums again and sends me one of his devious smiles.

“So it is. Say it.”

My mind is foggy with desire, so I only manage to blink at him.

He leans over me, lips mere inches from mine.

“Beg for my mouth.”

His chest brushes against mine, and my nipples tighten painfully.

“Pretty please,” I pant. “With a cherry on top.” I push my hips upward. “Suck my dick.” I pull my hands free so I can slide them into his hair and drag him lower until I can push my tongue into his mouth.

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