Page 73 of Side Out

The man who loves me.

And more importantly… the man thatIlove.

Theo’s hands roam my bare torso, as I attempt to reach for the hem of his shirt. But I can’t find it quick enough, so instead, I grip the front of it and give it one firm yank, ripping it right down the middle.

“I only brought a few of those,” he groans breathlessly.

“I don’t fucking care. I’ll buy you twenty more.” My hands find purchase on his back, the heat of his skin melding perfectly against mine.

Wrapping my legs around him, I swiftly roll us over so he’s beneath me. “As much as I wish we did, we don’t have a lot of time,” I pant.

“Better make it fast,” he answers with a devious grin.

I kiss my way down his chest, letting my tongue drag over his skin when I reach his abs. Relishing in the trail of goosebumps that follows. I make quick work of the drawstring on his joggers and stand at the foot of the bed. Without any hesitation, I pull his pants and briefs off, letting them pool on the floor, followed by his socks and shoes. Theo raises a brow at me, and I do the same with the rest of my own clothes, but not before grabbing the small packet of lube I have tucked away in my wallet. And despite the small chill in the air, both of our cocks are hard as steel.

Thankfully, because we don’t have time for much else.

Theo licks his lips as his eyes rake over my body. “Sometimes I forget how beautiful you are.”

I climb between his spread legs. “Right back at you.”

Grabbing the small foil packet between my teeth, I rip it open, and squirt some lube on my cock, clenching my jaw as my hand works it over my length. “Wrap your legs around me,” I instruct him.

Theo does as I say, and, using my lube covered fingers, I spread some around his back hole. He groans softly at the touch of my fingers. Propping myself up with one arm, I reach between my legs and grab the base of my cock and notch it at his entrance. Theo places his hands flat on my chest, his thumb stroking along the mountain range tattoo above my heart. He drops his chin, and I slowly push myself inside of him. His jaw drops open and a soft moan spills from his lips.

Since we did zero prep work I make sure I go as slow as possible, but it takes every ounce of my strength not to pound into him.

And despite the burn, Theo must be thinking the same thing because he raises his hips off the bed, pushing me deeper inside of him. “Fuck me, Jackson. Please. Just fuck me.”

I slant my mouth over his and push myself the rest of the way inside of him, swallowing every noise he makes. I still my hips for a moment, letting him adjust, and once I feel his grip on my ass relax slightly, I start to move in and out of him.

With my mouth still on his, the two of us start to move in perfect rhythm. For a moment, I get completely lost in the feel of him around me. The entire sensation still so new, and yet… it feels as if being with him… like this… is as familiar as it gets.

And the thought of being so complete, so at home with another person, is admittedly enough to have my release building at the base of my spine.

I attempt to grab his cock, but he pushes my hand away. “No, don’t need it. Just keep going.Don’t. Stop.”

“Never. I’ll never stop,” I say as I continue to fuck him. I have to grip the comforter on either side of Theo to stop myself from coming, but I continue to let my mouth roam every inch of him that it can reach, playfully and carefully nipping at his skin between each kiss. His ass starts to tighten around me, so I whisper in his ear, “Come for me, Theo.”

Two more hard and fast thrusts and Theo’s calling out my name as his cum spills between us, and not even two seconds later, I still myself deep inside of him, coming so intensely I swear it feels like I black out for a minute.

When I come to, the two of us lay there for a moment, the only sounds filling the apartment are the wood stove roaring in the corner and our heavy breaths.

Suddenly, I hear what sounds like two sixteen-year-old boys arguing outside in the snow.

Theo gently runs a hand through my hair. “As much as I would literally love to do nothing but lay here with you all night, we better get ready. Your mom will be beyond unimpressed if the grooms are late to their rehearsal dinner.”

I rest my chin on his chest and look up at him. “Oh, so now we can talk about my mom?”

He grins deviously. “Eh. We fucked. I got what I needed from you.”

My eyes roll so hard I fear they might get stuck in the back of my head. “You’re such a dick sometimes.”

“Yeah, but you love me.”

Sighing, I hop off the bed and hold my hand out to him. “Yeah, I really do.” He grabs it with a smile, and I pull him off the bed. But when he tries to move to the bathroom, I pull him tight against me, not caring in the slightest that both our stomachs are covered in his release. “You really meant all of that?”

He tilts his head. “All of what?”

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