Page 34 of More Than a Spark

I swallowed hard.Wicked…yeah, my little Milo was a wicked one. Sensation washed over me and my skin heated. Everything he touched sent tingles and sparks through my body. I wrapped my arms around his waist and held on for the ride of my life.

While biting at my earlobe, he let out a throaty groan, then spit into his hand and reached down to shift his dick out of his underwear and slicken it. He thrust harder, faster against me, our hot cocks gliding against each other.

Shudders rocketed through me, and my balls tightened. I clenched my jaw, fighting to hold back release. I didn’t care anymore about blowjobs. This, whatever we were doing, was amazing, too. I dipped my fingers down under the waist band of his panties and pulled his cheeks apart, then worked my fingers close to his hole.

He cried out, threw his head back, and thrust hard against me, hot wetness coating my stomach in spurts. “Fuck, holy fuck.” He gasped and thrust a few times more.

“Oh God.” I tumbled over the edge, my climax rushing to the surface, and pulses of sensation racked my body. With a groan, I tugged his hips against me and thrust the best I could, chasing the pleasure of each wave as I came against the lace, my heart exploding with emotion. As it slowed, I panted and rested my forehead on his chest.

He threaded his fingers through my hair, then kissed my head and rested his cheek on it. “Ryder, there’s no going back now.”

“I don’t want to go back. Not ever.” I hugged him to me and buried my face in his chest. God damn, did I love him? I just might. I knew I loved him as a friend. But this was different. I didn’t think I’d ever felt like this before.

He sniffled, then wrapped his arms around my shoulders. “We’re exclusive, right?”

“Hell yeah. I wouldn’t have it any other way.” I hugged him tighter. I didn’t want to ever let him go and I sure as shit wasn’t going to share him with anyone else.

“Are we…should we be boyfriends then?” He freed me enough to peek into my eyes. “Is that too fast?”

“I don’t know. I mean, if we’re not going to be seeing anyone else, why not?” I brushed his curly bangs off his wet lashes. Had he gotten emotional? My heart burst with warmth. “Milo, will you be my boyfriend?”

He gave a stilted nod, holding his breath, his eyes glistening. Exhaling a puff, he said, “Yes, yes, yes.” A smile swept over his mouth, and he let out a choked laugh. “Holy shit, you’ve only been back for what, a week and you’re my boyfriend?”

“Uh, yeah, guess so. What a turn of events, huh?” I chuckled. It didn’t feel too fast. For fuck sakes, we’d been best friends forever. It wasn’t like I’d just met him. Iknewhim. I already knew everything about him. My gaze dropped to our sticky stomachs, the cum starting to dry. “So, clean up?”

ELEVEN

MILO

After cleaning up in the hallway bathroom, I followed Ryder back into my bedroom, me in my pink sweats and him in his jeans. Shit, I’d about lost it when he’d said he never wanted to go back to how things were. I’d hoped I wasn’t forcing anything on him. I’d loved him for so long, it was hard to remember he hadn’t had the time yet to be on the same page as me.

Grabbing my hand, he led me to my bed, then climbed up and lay down on his back, his head propped up on my pillows against the headboard.

I lay down next to him and lifted our entwined hands up to my face. “I don’t mean to push you.” I snuck my lower lip between my teeth.

“You’re not pushing me.” With a small grin, he kissed my knuckles. “I’m following you into this thing willingly, believe me.” He rolled to the side, then snaked his arm around my neck and hugged me to him.

I rested my head on his shoulder, my arms drawn up between us. “Okay, just let me know if I’m going too fast for you.” Did this feel a little too good to be true? Fuck yeah. But I couldn’t tell him the truth about my feelings. Not yet.

He adjusted his hold on me and kissed my head. “It’s not too fast. In fact, I’ve been thinking to myself about how long we’ve been friends and when you think about it, we’ve actually been together a hell of a long time.”

“But we weren’t together like this.” I snuggled into his warmth. If something happened to us now, I’d be devastated. Worse than devastated. My chest tightened. I shouldn’t think like that, but fuck, I had a lot to lose here.

“We weren’t, but our friendship has got to count for something.” He squeezed me. “Milo, are you second guessing the whole boyfriends thing?”

I lifted my head, focusing on him, my pulse kicking up. “No, of course not.”

“Good.” He gave me a warm grin. “I thought maybe it was all heat of the moment and now…” He shrugged. “Never mind.” He pursed his lips.

“No, not heat of the moment.” I pressed a lingering kiss to his lips. “Not heat of the moment.” I had to stop worrying. But damn, it felt like he’d changed overnight. Maybe there was more to his story than I knew about? “Ryder? Had you ever thought about me this way before this week?”

He brushed his fingers down the back of my hair. “I don’t know. I think now that we’re together like this, the lines might have always been blurred, but I didn’t recognize it or didn’t want to acknowledge it. It’s hard when you think you’re straight, and labelled as such your whole life, to break out of it.” He sighed. “You never had a boyfriend for very long. You always found something wrong with every guy you dated. I think somewhere deep inside, I was happy about that.” He shifted back to look into my face. “Is that bad?” He chewed the side of his lower lip studying me. “I was kind of a shit friend.”

Letting a grin creep over my mouth, I said, “You wanted me all for yourself.” If only I’d known that. I pressed a quick kiss to his lips. I could kiss him now, whenever I wanted. I’d died and gone to heaven. But could I tell him the real reason why I never stayed with the other guys? Because they never measured up to him.Nope, can’t tell him. “You never stayed with anyone long either.” And when he’d had girlfriends, it had felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest.

“Naw, just Tammy. Six months was a long time for me.” He skimmed his finger pads up my arm, leaving a tickle. “As I recall, you didn’t like her much.”

Because I was jealous. “She was weird. I didn’t see how you two had anything to talk about.” I snuggled into him again, circling his nipple with my fingers. “How the hell did you meet her again?”

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