Page 118 of No Pucks

“Would you like that?” he asks.

I nod emphatically. “I guess we better win.”

“I guess so.”

ANTHONY

“School ends in a couple of weeks. What are your plans for the summer?” Logan asks, laying in my bed, sleep still clinging to his body like he’s not ready to fully wake up yet.

“You, you are my only plan.” I slip an arm around him, pulling him closer. “So I guess stay in the city.”

“Do you know how sweltering the city is in the summer? No one stays if they don’t have to.” He rubs his face into my chest, entirely too adorable and sexy for me to deal with this early in the morning.

I’m hard, but that’s nothing new either. I’m always hard around Logan. “Where do you want to go, Logan?”

He presses his smile into my chest, before sealing his lips around my nipple. “My mother said we could use her house in Rhode Island. It’s on the shore…” His breath is heady over my skin, making it hard to focus on what he’s saying.

“You want to escape the city for the summer?”

“Yes. We’ll have some privacy and can be…”

I know what he’s asking for. With the weight of his father off our backs, things have been a lot easier, but we still can’t be openly together. Not until he graduates.

“I want to be where you are.” I press my face into his hair. “I want this as much as possible.”

“You want to spend the whole summer in bed?” he says, acting fake offended.

I slip my hand down to cup his ass, dragging him flush against me. “Don’t act like you don’t want that too.”

“I do. And I want to be able to walk with my hand in yours in the sunlight.”

“We still have to be careful.” It’s not like my fame has gone away, and after how we’ve done this season, it’s getting worse.

“I know. But I think getting out of the city will help a lot.” He rocks against my thigh, showing me how hard he is.

“I think so too.” I slip my hand under his sleep pants to grip his ass. “Are we really going to play house?”

He glances up for the first time, a smile stretching across his face. His happiness is intoxicating. “Yes. You know tomorrow is one year.”

“Is it?” I shake my head, almost not believing it was just a year ago. My life feels entirely different in so many fundamental ways. “It’s hard to believe it’s only been a year.”

“Are you saying our relationship has dragged on?” he says playfully.

“No, I’m saying our relationship has changed me. Made my life so much better.” I grab a fist full of his hair and pull his head back so I can kiss him.

“Better against your will,” he says between the twists of our tongues.

I grin into his lips. “At times.”

He rolls on top of me. “Don’t let anyone catch you smiling. That’s only for me.”

“Just for you.” I laugh as he sits back on my cock. My hands find his hips, guiding him to gently rock over my dick. “I love watching you on top.”

“That’s good, because I love being on top.” He presses his palms into my chest to get leverage.

“Do you want to do something for our anniversary tomorrow?” I curl my fingers into his sweats, inching them down.

“We can’t go anywhere.” He lifts up allowing me to pull his pants down his thighs, exposing his beautiful cock.

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