Hardwood - K.M. Neuhold Page 0,79

all of his muscles tensing at once.

I hold still and continue to kiss him, peppering my lips over every inch of his skin I can reach, waiting patiently for him to take a few deep breaths and relax enough for me to keep going.

His skin is damp with a combination of water from our shower and beads of sweat starting to form as he forces himself to take long breaths, little by little calming his body down.

“Don’t stop,” he whispers.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” I assure him, stealing one more taste of his skin before leaning back and watching my cock disappear deeper inside of him, his hole stretched around my shaft. The sight alone is enough to tighten my balls and stoke the fire deep in my gut.

When my hips are flush against his ass, my cock throbs, his inner muscles tight around me, his body trembling as he drags in shaky breaths.

“Okay?” I check.

“Mm,” he grunts. “It’s a little weird, but don’t stop.”

I chuckle. “Let’s see if we can do better than weird, shall we?”

He nods, and I slowly ease back out, reaching one hand around to wrap around his cock. His shaft is slick with precum, but some of the hardness has flagged, so I stroke him with a tight grip, coaxing his erection back to life.

The sounds he’s making gradually turn from cautious to deep, needy sounds, resounding from the depths of his chest as he bucks his hips to meet my quickening thrusts.

The bed creaks as I fuck him, my fingers digging into his shoulders as I pound him, my other hand still on his cock, stroking him in time with my thrusts. His moans echo off the walls, desperate and needy and just a little bit surprised like he can’t believe how good this feels.

“Oh, fuck, Wats, fuck,” he groans, clenching his fists around the pillow and pressing his face into it. “Right there, just like that.”

“I’ve got you,” I promise him, thrusting deeper, harder, nailing his prostate with every pass.

“I’m…I’m…ungh,” he cries out, his inner muscles spasming around me as he throws his head back and moans. Sticky, thick ropes of his cum coat my fingers as I fuck him through his orgasm.

The pulsing of his ass around me makes it impossible to fight off my own orgasm, my thrusts stuttering as the tight ball of heat deep in my stomach explodes, rushing through my body like a raging inferno. I let out a loud roar, burying my cock deep inside the tight clench of his ass and letting go.

My hips twitch helplessly as I ride out wave after wave of pleasure before sagging forward against Ev.

His legs wobble and the two of us topple onto the bed. It takes a few seconds, but I manage to roll off of him, taking off the condom and tossing it onto the floor beside the bed.

“So, how about that dinner?” I suggest when I finally catch my breath.

Ev chuckles. “Yup, just as soon as I can feel any part of my body again.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” I say, scooting closer and kissing the center of his chest.

“Very much,” he agrees.

We lay there a few minutes before Ev sits up and looks at me with so much affection and tenderness it’s hard to remember to breathe. My heart stutters to a stop as he opens his mouth, the stupid, hopeful part of my brain sure he’s about to say something important.

“I—” he clears his throat. “I have to pee.”

“Yeah, I need to get cleaned up a little,” I agree, my hand still coated in his cum.

He nods, and I follow him back to the bathroom, trying not to feel disappointed that he didn’t say what I thought he was going to.

Chapter 23

Everett

I’m wrapping up balancing my books when there’s a knock at my office door. Of course, Cole doesn’t wait for me to respond before swinging the door open and leaning against the door frame.

“Finish up what you’re doing, we’re going out tonight,” he says firmly, squaring his shoulders like he’s preparing for me to argue. But I don’t have Livi tonight, and I don’t have anything planned with Watson, so I’m free as a bird.

“Sounds good,” I agree easily.

He drops his defensive stance and cocks his head. “Huh, I expected a fight.”

It hits me what a shitty friend I’ve been over the last few months.

“I can argue with you about it if it’ll help,” I offer with a grin.

“Nah, that’s okay. I’ll go pick