Beck won’t mind getting us a hotel room, and while normally asking for someone to spend money makes me feel uncomfortable, I think we need some time to ourselves.
Especially after our conversation with Grant. Beck made it clear I’m the only guy he’s ever been attracted to, so it’d be naïve of me to assume he wants everyone to know his business.
He didn’t hesitate in telling Grant and Zach about us which was a boost to my confidence, but I also know he was never that close with them.
What about his friends? And the rest of the team?
I’d like to think we’re both on the same page here. It doesn’t matter who we’ve been attracted to in the past, all that matters is the here and now and what he does to me. Both physically and mentally.
For the first time in my life, I’m with someone where everything comes natural—not like I’m trying to force something that doesn’t fit.
But I don’t want to assume he feels the same way.
And I don’t want to ask him while we’re on my turf, where he’d feel pressured to agree.
The emotion between us has always been big and loud and something neither of us has been able to rein in, and now that I know what it’s like, I won’t settle for a relationship with anything less.
I only want Beck.
And fuck, I hope I’m it for him too.
Beck books us two nights in a hotel that isn’t anything special but probably the best Burlington has. It sits on Lake Champlain, and he requests a late checkout on Sunday. Being in Burlington gives us a degree of separation from Colchester, but we’re still close enough that anyone heading back to school could be around.
And I don’t care.
We hold hands in the lobby and stand close while we wait. I brush a kiss against his head, and he leans into the contact. It’s so perfect, it cements my conviction that I want this way longer than just the summer, or the semester, or maybe even the year. I dunno. Slotting what we have into a time frame makes me feel sick.
I don’t realize until we’re in the room that Beck has booked us a suite. “What’s this?” I ask, sticking my head into the bedroom and noting another door that leads to a bathroom.
“Figured we deserved a little better than just a bed. Besides, this room has a huge tub and I’m dying to use it.”
I hook my arm around his waist as he tries to pass me and pull him in close. “Slow down. I figured before we got naked, we could have a quick chat about something.”
His eyes narrow. “A bad something?”
“I don’t think so. I just want to make sure we’re on the same page.”
“In that case, there doesn’t seem to be a reason why we can’t have this talk naked.”
He’s right. “You’re one smart man.”
We strip off as the bath runs, and I have to admit Beck did well. The bath can easily fit us both with my back to Beck’s front.
We’re silent for a long time as we enjoy the warm water on our muscles.
“So what did you want to talk about?” he finally asks, sounding half-asleep.
I hum, equally relaxed. “What happens when we’re back at CU?”
“We keep dating, right?”
I let out a lazy chuckle. “I hope so. I’m a long way off satisfying my need for you.”
“What did I say? Always horny.”
“You know that’s not how I mean,” I whisper.
The water sloshes over the side as he submerges his arms and wraps them tight around me. “I know. This feels stupidly right, doesn’t it?”
“Definitely. Which brings me to my question. Are we telling people we’re together?”
“I want to. You?”
“Thank God. Yes. I want to tell everyone.”
“Even the team?”
“Especially the team.”
His arms tighten and he nips my earlobe. “About time.”
I push my ass back against him and feel his dick immediately perk up. “You know what else has taken a long time?”
He stills against me. “Are you saying …”
I turn in his arms, sending a huge wave of water onto the floor that we both ignore. Our mouths collide, and the need we’ve had to hold back while at the farm pours into the kiss.
Beck’s hands find my ass as I lean my arms on the back of the tub and grip his hair, yanking his head back. We force the kiss so deep I can barely breathe, and when Beck thrusts up, bringing our cocks together, I can barely think