As I rested my cheek against his chest, I wrapped my arms around him, hugging him tightly. We’d said we loved each other so many times. But now, it felt different. For me anyway, thingsmight have changed. Was it changing for him? Fuck, what would I do when Ella arrived? It seemed so far away, but I knew better.
“Go to sleep, Grey,” he whispered. “I’ve got you.”
ELEVEN
MALIK
As slippery warmth slid across my cock, I fluttered my eyes open. Pleasure knotted in my gut. It was morning, and damn, that felt fucking amazing. “Grey?” I lifted the sheets and looked down.
Grey was stroking my morning wood, his hand wet like he’d put lube on it. His body pressed to my back, and his dick, also slippery, glided between my ass cheeks while he rocked his hips.
“Yeah?” he asked in a shaky voice. “Malik, I’m so close, I hope you don’t mind.” He groaned and bit the back of my shoulder, then trailed his tongue from the bite to my nape.
As goosebumps broke across my back, I freed a deep moan. “Hell no, I don’t mind. Use me all you want.” Why was I not surprised?
Pressing his forehead against my back, he rutted into my ass. “This is such a fucking turn-on, seeing my cock between your cheeks.”
“Yeah?” Grabbing his hand, I guided him to stroke me quicker. A surge of sensation pulsed my cock. “Come on me, Grey.” Hell, I was almost there myself. A few more strokes…
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.” He panted, and his body shook as slick heat filled my crack, his dick slipping faster against me.
As my orgasm came on in a torrent, I groaned and squeezed my cock. It jerked in our hands, my cum spilling onto our fingers, tingling rushing to my toes. As it slowed, I relaxed into the bed. We’d have to clean his sheets today. No way around it.
Leaving my cock, he hooked his arm around me, pushing his body against mine, his hot breath kissing my cheek. “I woke up, and I was so fucking hard knowing you were naked in my bed…” He freed a soft chuckle. “I was the first time too, but I was also horrified and hungover.”
“Horrified? Really?” I huffed a laugh. Though hadn’t I been a little horrified?
“Okay, that’s a strong word. I was…scared.” He lifted onto an elbow, looking down at me. “What are we doing today? Because if we stay in this bed?—”
“We might die from expelling all our bodily fluids?” I snorted and rolled onto my back. Fuck the sheets. “Let’s shower, alone, and then go out for a nice brunch.” I hadn’t heard Tex in the kitchen, so he might still be asleep.
“Yes, great idea.” He nibbled on my shoulder. “Fuck, I could eat you.”
“You have.” I pushed his forehead, rolling him off me. “And it was amazing.” With a quick laugh, I hopped out of bed.
Beingwith Grey at home proved even better than having him at camp. Here, I could share his bed. I padded into the kitchen and started the coffee. Yes, we could get coffee at breakfast, but I was in the mood for a good mimosa. It was our last day before shit got real at school.
Tex ambled from the hallway, his hair bed-mussed. “Hey, you starting breakfast?” He stopped next to me.
“No, just the coffee. I’m heading out for brunch with Grey.” I poured water into the coffeemaker and started it. Should I invite Tex? But I wanted to spend time with Grey…alone. Like a date? Shit.
“Okay. I’ll make a smoothie then.” Text pulled out bags of frozen fruit mix from the freezer. “Did you sleep together last night?” He glanced at me as he opened the refrigerator and grabbed the milk. “I noticed your bed was made.”
And I didn’t always make it. “Yeah, we slept together.” I pulled mugs down from the upper cabinet. “We didn’t uh…we haven’t had anal sex yet.” I winced. Did he need to know that?
“Oh. But you said,yet.” He smirked at me as he pulled the blender toward him on the counter.
I shrugged a shoulder. “Yeah, we’ve talked about it, so…” But we hadn’t had the full discussion yet about PrEP or condoms. I peeked at the hallway. What was taking him so long to get ready?
As Tex scooped protein powder into the blender, he stopped and peered at me. “Where is it heading with you two? If you sleep with him every night and you’re living together, it seems to me you should be boyfriends.”
My heart stuttered. “Boyfriends?” But we weren’t quite exclusive with Ella still in the picture. “He can’t come out, Tex. His family situation?—”
“Fuck the family situation.” Tex slammed the lid on the blender and faced me. “Mark my words. Eventually, you’ll both have to face what’s really going on here.”
“Yeah? And what’s that?” Fuck, I’d never seen Tex this worked up off the field. I swallowed through the tightness in my throat.
He stepped closer to me, our chests nearly touching, and his gaze grew hard. “That you two are fucking meant for each other. You love him, and he loves you, and nothing should stand in the way of that love. Not even a family worth millions of dollars.”