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I don’t give a shit about that. It’s just not my thing,” Griff replied.

I had no idea what was up with the two of them. There was some weird energy in the air when they were around each other.

A guy walked up to Josh. “You here with anyone?”

I couldn’t help noticing Josh’s eyes darting toward Griff, who said, “You should go have fun. That’s what we’re here for, right?”

“You can come along,” the newcomer said, and Griff looked scandalized as hell.

“What? No,” he replied, then said to Josh, “Go have fun. You don’t have to babysit me all night.”

Josh looked at him once more, shrugged, and grabbed the guy’s hand.

“That your boyfriend?” I heard the guy ask.

“No, just a friend and a pain in my ass,” Josh replied.

“We’re going to head out,” I told them. We’d all gotten rooms at the same hotel. It wasn’t far away, so after we said our goodbyes, Callum and I made the quick walk there.

The second we were in our room, our mouths clashed together and we were ripping each other’s clothes off. I picked Callum up, dropped him on the bed, then held his hands over his head, wrists in my grip. I kissed his scar, then sucked the skin of his pec into my mouth, making the blood rush to the surface. Christ, I loved marking him this way.

“Fuck yes.” Callum arched toward me. “Yours.”

“Mine,” I replied, before giving him a few more hickeys on his chest and stomach. I lowered myself, licked the precome on his slit, then took him into my mouth. Callum thrust, and I took it. I was a whole lot better at blowjobs than I’d been in the beginning.

He was writhing and whimpering, and I could tell he was already close to coming, when he said, “No, don’t. I want to come with you inside me, and I want to play too.”

I let him go. Callum flipped me onto my back, knelt beside me, and began sucking me off. “Fuck,” I groaned. I loved the feel of his hot, wet mouth.

The lube was on the nightstand, and I grabbed it and slicked up my finger. He was bent over me, on his knees, his ass out to the side, so I could play with his hole while he blew me. I circled the rim, tapped it, pushed a finger inside just as I thrust. He made a quick choking sound, then moaned and pulled off. “So good. Fuck, that’s so good.”

Callum grabbed the lube from beside me and wet his fingers. I knew what he wanted, so I spread my legs for him. He hadn’t fucked me yet, but I knew at some point we would try it. I wanted to. He’d started fingering me, showing me how fucking incredible it was to have your prostate stimulated, and I cursed myself for missing out on that all my life.

On reflex, I tightened a moment when he went to push his finger inside. “It’s just me, baby. Let me in,” Callum said, and I relaxed, felt the familiar fullness as he pushed one finger, then two inside my hole.

We played like that for a while, fingering each other while Callum lapped at my balls and my cock. I was on a hair trigger, my nuts full and ready to spill, when he trembled and said, “Fuck me.”

I tugged him over so he straddled me. He sank down on my cock, and we both breathed together. Then I sat up, and he wrapped his legs around me. I tugged his hair and bit his chest, and he cried out.

“Fuck me. Please, Knox. Own me.”

I thrust up. He arched backward, and his mouth opened on a cry as I pumped into him. Callum wrapped a hand around his cock and stroked. I licked the sweat off his neck, fucking him, loving him until we both unraveled, Callum shooting between us as I filled his ass.

I pulled him with me as I lay down, my cock pulling from his ass. “God, I love you. So much.”

Callum and the kids were my whole damn world. He’d given me something I hadn’t known I needed, completed me in a way I hadn’t known I needed either.

“I love you too.”

We were quiet for a moment, him lying on top of me as my fingers skated up and down his back.

“Who would have thought, huh?” I asked. “When I saw this new guy walk into Griff’s, looking like no one I’d ever seen before, I was so fucking confused, but I couldn’t look away either. Who would have thought we’d end up here?”

“I don’t know how everyone doesn’t always look at you the way I did when I walked into Griff’s, my sexy lumberjack.” Callum kissed my chest. “I never thought I’d get so lucky, but there is nowhere else I want to be. You’re stuck with me now.”

I rolled over, pinned him down. “Mine,” I said again.

“Always,” Callum replied.

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Forbidden Love Series with Christina Lee:

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About the Author

Riley Hart has always been known as the girl who wears her heart on her sleeve. She won her first writing contest in elementary school, and although she primarily focuses on male/male romance, under her various pen names, she’s written a little bit of everything. Regardless of the sub-genre, there’s always one common theme and that’s…romance! No surprise seeing as she’s a hopeless romantic herself. Riley’s a lover of character-driven plots, flawed characters, and always tries to write stories and characters people can relate to. She believes everyone deserves to see themselves in the books they read. When she’s not writing, you’ll find her reading or enjoying time with her awesome family in their home in North Carolina.