Page 129 of Six Years
Luan reaches his hands up to cup my face, sliding his thumbs over my lips. “I love you, and your smile, baby, but…”
I connect our lips, not being able to not kiss him for another second. How could I ever think I’d be able to resist this guy? Screw twenty-one-year-old me, he was far too stupid.
“But?” I grasp my dick in my hand and nudge my cockhead against his hole, not yet reentering him.
“Make me come, man.”
Bucking forward, I thrust inside him all at once, but that’s okay because he’s already stretched enough.
We both moan out loud, gasping with need with every other thrust.
Luan closes his arms around my neck, pulling me down for a kiss so deep, I almost forget to fuck himagain. Thank fuck for my cock yelling at me to finish, otherwise I definitely would stop moving because that’s just what Luan’s kisses do to me. They let me forget everything and everyone around us.
I bring my hand between us, grasp his cock, and slide my thumb over his pulsing head, swiping away the little beads of precum.
I stroke his dick with the same rhythm as I thrust in and out of him, swallowing up every sound that leaves his swollen lips.
“Fuck, Grey, I’m—” He doesn’t get to finish his sentence before hot cum spurts out of him and right onto his stomach, some drops hit mine as well. He’s a mess, taking deep and shallow breaths, his eyes are closed, and his mouth stands half open at the orgasmic shock, but his arms never leave my neck.
Now that that’s out of the way, I chase my own orgasm. I kiss his lips, his jaw, and when I drop my head beside his, I can feel my balls tighten as I come inside of my boyfriend.
My breath comes out hard and ragged, my body going slack.
We lie here for a hot minute, not moving, not talking, just lying here, chest-to-chest, trying to calm ourselves down when I hear the door to my apartment open.
“Shit,” I mutter, lifting my head to look at Luan.
Luan’s eyes widen with horror when he hears the door close, then looks down to where our bodies arestilljoined. “That’s not like… one of the kids, right?”
I shake my head. “They should be at school and daycare.” The second those words leave my mouth, the door to my bedroom opens. Thank god for that ridiculously long hallway between the door and the actual room.
Technically, I could just pull out of Luan, and we could pretend like nothing happened, but that’s one of the last things on my mind right now.
“Okay, hear me out,” Miles begins, but I am quick to shut him down.
“Leave. We’re busy.”
I can hear when he stops walking, and when he turns around to walk out again.
I love Miles, and maybe college-me wouldn’t have cared if my best friend walked in on me fucking some random person, but twenty-six-year-old medoesmind my best friend walking in on me and myboyfriend. And I know Luan minds it.
“I give you five minutes. Then you both better get your asses out here because I need to fucking rant and—”
“Yes, yes, now go!”
The door closes and Luan instantly lets out a breath of relief.
I stare into his eyes, an apology being on the tip of my tongue, but he smiles at me before pressing his lips back to mine. “Just go,” he chuckles. “I’m going to take a shower.”
Pulling out of Luan, I still don’t move off of him. “You’re not,” I say.
“I’m not?”
I shake my head. “Not without me.”
“Butwedon’t take five-minute showers.”
True. We always get… distracted. I mean, his lips are just so there in front of me, so I cannotnotkiss him, and make out a little. It’s impossible. And then we kiss and forget we’re showering so minutes pass, and some more time passes until one of us gets cold and we finish up our shower.
