Page 49 of Forever Always

Becks pulled back and for one awful second, I thought he was gonna leave me hanging, but instead he just pushed his boxers down and freed his cock.

“I wanna come together,” he said quietly, a vulnerability in his tone I wasn’t used to.

I nodded, since I didn’t want to break the moment with words. “And I want your hands on me.”

My eyes widened. I was not expecting that. “You sure, baby?”

“Yeah. But can you grab the lube? I ain’t self-lubricating like you are.”

I glared but was just so fuckin’ thrilled at the progress that I twisted my body like a pretzel, and reached as far as I could to get the old bottle of lube out of the drawer.

I kept my eyes on Becks as I popped the top open and poured some on my hand. I was sure to most, this was so innocent, but it felt monumental to me. Even more than yesterday. This was all Becks. This wasn’t him trying to make me happy or lost in the moment. Every little thing we did was a step forward for him, and I was so fuckin’ proud.

Luckily, I hadn’t gotten soft at all, so just the feel of Beckett’s callouses around my length almost made me shoot my load. I gritted my teeth and willed myself to get some kind of self-control as I finally touched Becks.

He was so fuckin’ thick, I kind wished I could use two hands. What would that feel like down my throat, blocking my airway so I could only breathe when Becks wanted me too? Fuck. Not helping my self-control issue.

It took a while for me to find a rhythm, unsure of what Becks liked. But then, when he threw his head back, breathing heavily, I knew I was doing something right. Beckett got completely lost in the moment, so much so he stopped jerkin’ me completely, but I didn’t even fuckin’ care. Seeing him finally let go was enough.

“That’s it, Becks. Just let everything go. I love seein’ you fuck my fist. I’ve dreamed about this, y’know. Well, I’ve dreamed all kinds of dirty fuckin’ shit, but this was one of them. I wanted to know what it felt like with your cum all over my hand.”

Becks’s eyes met mine, and the moment was powerful. We didn’t speak, and we didn’t have to. Everything we needed to say was right there on our faces.

Beckett’s fist started moving again, and it was just in time because I knew he was getting close. He matched my pace, and it took no time at all for me to get back to the edge.

“Becks. Becks, baby, I’m gonna come.”

Beckett groaned. “Yeah, me too. Let go, butterfly. Come with me.”

My orgasm hit first, but he wasn’t far behind me, and soon one of my more innocent fantasies finally came true as Beckett shot his release all over my hand.

Becks collapsed on top of me, and I closed my eyes, exhausted but relaxed in a way I hadn’t been in ages. Beckett was probably crushing me, but I didn’t want him to move. I liked him right there, where I knew he was safe and there was no way he could slip away.

I played with his hair in the way I knew he liked, and enjoyed the feel of his ribs as they expanded from breathing.

Becks tightened his hold on me. “Was that okay?”

I kissed the top of his head. “It was amazin’, baby.”

“Sorry I couldn’t do more . . .”

I twisted my fingers in his hair and pulled, hard. “Oww! What the fuck, Ri!”

I pulled again. “I thought we came up with a rule! No apologizing for stupid shit. You are not gonna say sorry every time we have sex or I’m gonna be pissed.”

“Okay, okay, can you let go now?”

I released my grip and massaged the spot I hurt. “Don’t doubt how much I enjoyed it, okay, Becks?”

“Yeah, okay.”

He settled back and we stayed just like that until his breath evened out and I knew he was sleeping. We’d probably regret not cleaning up tomorrow, but I couldn’t bring myself to care right now. My eyes felt heavy, and I stopped fighting it and let sleep take over.

CHAPTER 19

RILEY

My stomach churned with guilt and nerves, and I had a hard time keeping down my breakfast. I had been standing in front of the shelter for fifteen minutes now, as I tried to work up the courage to go inside.

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