Page 52 of Quiet Confessions: Part Two

“I know we’re being pushed into this wedding, but who is going to walk me down the aisle? Should I just walk by myself? My dad left such big shoes to fill,” I explain.

“Think about it and then decide, baby. I’m not going to let that wench push you into a decision,” he tells me. “It may be a forced wedding, but I want this to be a good experience for you, too. I want to be a decent husband to you.”

We haven’t talked about all of this, but it’s important. Standing, I lock the door to her office.

“We’re taking a time out,” I mutter, walking back to straddle lap. “The fact that you’re even worried about being a decent husband to me means that you will be. Our lives are crazy and we have so many people in this relationship that it’s important to keep communication open. I’m just having a rough day.”

Kissing my neck, he rocks me against him, and I find that he’s already hard. “I want to be with you on your bad days, the good ones, and the sad ones, baby girl,” he says softly. “You’re worth working through all of that with. I’m going to fuck up; I just hope to fuck up a little less each day.”

“Those should be in your wedding vows,” I murmur, kissing him through his chuckles.

Things are far from perfect between us, but we’re working on it.

CAL

It has been a week of pure fucking Hell. My dad has been on my back non-stop, and now we have the wedding planning, and a rehearsal dinner, and then the actual event. It’s just a lot. I leave school and head back to Ki’s. We all practically live there now.

Nate even brought our game systems. I don’t miss living with our dad, but I do miss Dana’s cooking. Patience is a great cook, but I can tell she’s getting tired of cooking for all of us every night. Walking in the door, I notice immediately that it’s kind of quiet.

“Anyone here?” I call out, closing the door behind me.

Deciding to check on Rooke in the bedroom that we share, I walk down the hall. The sound of moaning makes me stop in my tracks. Is he…?

Peeking into the room, I see that Rooke is naked on the bed, his hand wrapped around his cock. Fuck, he’s gorgeous. His strong thighs thrust up into his palm as he grunts, his other hand stroking his chest. Damn, I can tell why he’s a football god on the field. He’s been benched by the coach because he was sick for so long, but I think he’s playing soon.

I’m glad because he loves it.

Stepping into the room, I watch as Rooke goes to town, taking advantage of an empty apartment. Sometimes, you just want to masturbate in peace. I respect that, especially when we’re all living on top of each other.

Rooke’s eyes are tightly closed, his chest heaving as he gets closer to coming. His thick cock is leaking his arousal. Licking my lips, I hope he doesn’t donkey kick me as I lean over to suck on the tip of it.

“Oh fuck, Cal,” he groans, his eyes widening. “God, yes, that feels good. I’d rather fuck you than my hand.”

“Needy little cocktease,” I mumble around his cock, swallowing him down to the root. Rooke yowls, his fingers digging into my hair.

“I want to come in your ass, baby. I’m so goddamned close. How long have you been watching?”

Pulling off his dick, it’s so thick it pops out of my mouth. This man is a fucking snack.

“Not long,” I promise, pulling off my clothes. His eyes eat up the view as I uncover my body.

“I like it when you watch me,” he murmurs. After everything that he’s been through, I love that it didn’t ruin our connection. My cock bobs out of my pants as I shove them off my hips and Rooke licks his lips.

“It’s only fair,” I tease him, stepping out of my shoes as well. “Want a taste before you fuck me?”

Grinning, he sits up, his legs spread wide. Opening his mouth, he swallows me down, his tongue dragging along the vein of my cock. “Fuck, you’re amazing,” I groan as he bobs his head.

“You two are so beautiful together,” Pay murmurs. She’s leaning against the door, watching. “You two having fun?”

“Join us?” I ask, unsure why. We really connected when we talked about her dad, and I do love her. It’s hard for me to show people that I love them sometimes. I’m sure it’s because of how much I’ve spent hiding myself.

“I want to fuck Cal’s tight ass while he fucks you,” Rooke says after he releases my dick. “Get naked with us, baby. You know you want to.”

Pulling her dress over her head, she drops it to the floor. She’s in a lavender bra and panty set today, and fuck if it doesn’t make my mouth dry looking at her. Strutting over to us, she grins. “These shoes are a bitch to take off.”

“Leave them on,” I grunt. “Your legs are going to be by your ears for a while anyway.”

As she takes off her bra, I pull her to me, facing Rooke. Kissing her, I groan into her mouth as Rooke pushes her panties to the side. Lifting her leg onto the bed, he buries his face in her pussy, breathing deeply. “Mine,” he grunts, licking up her core. I have the best view as my guy eats out our best girl.

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