Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 84247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
His breathing picked up. “Can you, um…lick and suck my balls a little? I like that.”
“Oh, yeah. Okay.” I should have thought of that, but I did it then, and it was…different, but not bad, feeling the soft skin of his sac against my tongue, pulling his nuts into my mouth.
“Fuck…yeah…God, Knox. My dick now. Shit, I’m literally already trying not to come.”
I did as he said, using my hand to help as I stroked and sucked, tasted and teased, learned and enjoyed, sometimes gagged, and thought maybe I liked that a little too.
Each noise he made, each gasp and groan and whimper and plea, fueled me, made me want to give more, earn more from him until he was unraveling and couldn’t hold back.
“I love the way your beard feels on my inner thighs.”
I made sure to give him that too, rubbing my face against his pale skin, because giving Callum pleasure was the best sort of high.
His hands went into my hair, fisting it, tugging it. “Knox…fuck, baby. I’m gonna.” He was nearly thrashing around on the bed, his term of endearment filling my head. I kept sucking and jacking, and when he made this deep whimper, I knew from experience he was about to come. I pulled off and stroked him through it, watched as he spilled his release all over my hand and his belly.
“Jack off on me,” he said, and I wasn’t going to say no to that.
I shoved to my feet and fisted my dick. It only took a few strokes before my damn brain melted and I shot ropes of come all over Callum’s spent cock.
“Come here,” he said, and pulled me on top of him. “That was incredible. Thank you.”
“Stay with me,” fell out of my mouth.
“What?”
“We can go get your stuff from home. I want to go to bed with you every night over the next two weeks and wake up with you each morning.”
Callum paused, his eyes closing longer than they should have when he blinked, making me wonder if I said something wrong.
“Okay,” he replied. “I’d love to stay with you for two weeks.”
When he kissed me, everything else melted away.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Callum
Knox insisted on coming with me to pick up my things. Not that I minded, obviously—it was such a Knox thing to do, wanting to be there and help. But my brain was a little murky, and I felt like I had a whole lot to work through. We’d just been going, the past few weeks, and I hadn’t let myself think about much. I was afraid that if I did, I would worry and question and wonder where it would all go and if I’d get hurt.
It was impossible for me to ignore today.
Taking Logan to the airport, Knox and I had felt like such a team. When Logan had joked about having two dads and then the flight attendant had said dads as well, my heart had soared.
I wasn’t Logan’s parent. He had a great mom and dad who loved him, but…I wanted to be something more than just Callum, his friend.
Then Knox had put his arm around me at the airport, and I’d seen this life I wanted—us being a unit, a family, and people knowing he was mine.
Add the blowjob I wasn’t sure I’d survive, having Knox on his knees for me, asking me to stay, saying he wanted to go to sleep with me and wake up with me, and it had almost short-circuited my brain, but then…then all I could focus on was his two weeks.
I didn’t want a limit to it. Not that I expected him to move me in and discount what was best for his life, for his kids, but…I wanted them to know. I wanted it to be possible to stay over sometimes, or to cuddle with him on the couch, or for him to put his arm around me when we were walking together as a family.
I didn’t know if I was being fair or not, if I was expecting too much or not, and I didn’t really have anyone to talk to about it.
“Is everything okay?” he asked when we pulled up in front of Mom’s house. “You seem a little down. If you don’t want to stay with me, please don’t feel obligated. I just thought we should take advantage.”
“Um…being naked in bed with you every night? Obviously I want that. Sorry. I guess I’m kind of tired.”
He nodded, but I wasn’t sure he believed me.
I said, “You know when we go in there to get my stuff so I can move in with you for two weeks, my mom is going to know something’s going on with us, right?”
“Yeah.” He shrugged. “Law knows too, and I was thinking we could tell the rest of the guys if you’re okay with it. I know it’s not perfect, but—”