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"Always did," Jakob gasped as his world hummed to the tune Ethan demanded of him. "I just — just didn't have enough sense to know."

"Jakob — "A sound half shout, half sob; ripped from Ethan's throat like a wild thing.

He swore, burying his face in the crook of Jakob's neck, his thrusts growing erratic.

Ethan was close, Jakob could tell. Not nearly as close as Jakob, though. He just… He needed —

"Call me — Call me darlin', Ethan," Jakob gasped out, hands fisting the bedsheets like he was holding on for his damnlife. "Please? Like you did then. Like — like I'myours."

Ethan made a keening sound in the back of his throat, and then —

"C-come for me, darlin'," Ethan rumbled. "Forme."

Jakob had never had a simultaneous orgasm with a partner. They weren't nearly as common, or at least as easy, as all the romance books made out. He'd never felt his soul surging up from his toes to go shooting out his cock at the very same moment his partner clutched him close; their joy called up to meet and mingle with his own.

Not untilthen, that was. Hips jerking, rhythm falling utterly apart, Ethan slammed home; Jakob's name on Ethan's lips, his expression rapturous as he buried himself in Jakob's body and found his release.

Jakob came too, with a shout; his entire body going rigid as he spilled over Ethan's fist; his hole quivering and clenching around the other man's cock driven so deep within. As if at least Jakob's body had enough sense to never,everlet this man go; as if Jakob's soul recognized he washome.

Chapter 31

"Hmm."

"Hmm?" Jakob hummed in return, intent on the patterns he was drawing on the broad planes of Ethan's back. He watched the play of light and shadow cast by his questing fingertips as they danced across the sweep of dark skin; the morning sunlight highlighting Ethan's muscled form like he had been drizzled with honey.

Jakob was fighting the urge to give that shoulder a lick, a long sweeping stripe along Ethan's right deltoid; see if it tasted as sweet as it appeared. Not that he was fighting very hard…

"You expecting someone today?" Ethan rumbled, his voice sounding as boneless as he looked sprawled out naked across Jakob's bed.

Jakob smirked.Just let himtryto argue about taking the couch again tonight.

He propped himself up on his elbow to look out the window at whatever Ethan had spotted.

"Oh, that's Cassie's friend," he answered, spotting the familiar car turning off the road onto the stables' drive. "Said that she and her brother are coming over to play some board game with her and Alex this afternoon. They've all got the day off for some teacher training thing. Which unfortunately means I should probably put on some pants." Jakob told him with an absentminded frown as he looked about for where they might have landed.

He started to swing his legs over the edge of the bed with the intention of a quick shower; when Ethan grabbed his wrist, the other arm looping around Jakob's shoulder to pull him in for another kiss. Hot and hungry and full of promise, he could feel Ethan's big hands sliding down along his sides, sweeping over his lower back…

"Ethan…" Jakob growled against his lips after a moment, and Ethan released him — but not without following it up with a swat to Jakob's ass that made him yelp in surprise.

Ethan chuckled at the mock scowl Jakob flashed him in return. The effect was probably ruined, though, by the way the corners of his mouth kept trying to turn up into a smile.

"Jakob?"

"Hmm?" Jakob hummed, pausing in his hunt for a shirt as he turned questioningly towards Ethan.

"You — um. Is this…" Ethan's voice trailed off uncertainly, his brow furrowed as he plucked at the sheets under his hand.

And as if there was a neon sign lit up behind Ethan's head, Jakob could practically hear his thoughts, his worries, his fears all turning and churning like gear works inside his skull.

Is this just a one-time thing?

Is this time going to be the same as the last?

Is this you running out on me,again?

Is this — Is this — Is this —

"Is this where I hope you'll choose to sleep tonight instead of trying to tough it out on the couch again?" Jakob asked in an attempt to keep it light; walking over to run his palm up what length of Ethan's calf he could reach from the foot of the bed, fingertips tracing the sweep of his ankle.

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