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“It’s never let me down.” He looks deeply into me again. “You’re the only man I’ve ever loved, Max. The only one I’ve ever been able to trust with my life, and that’s saying something, considering I was literally in the military.”

“I know.”

“Then, stop. Stop questioning this. Stop assuming Phoebe and I will reject you and abandon you, because we love you and everything you are.”

I collapse my head on the pillow, overwhelmed by the crushing truth of his words. “My dad really fucked me up, didn’t he?”

Thad laughs. “It’s what dads do.” He moves a hand down my body. “Now, shut up and do what feels good.”

One hard kiss is all it takes to win me over. I cling to him as he kisses my jaw and nips my chin. The feel of him sends me reeling, the deep throb of heat in my cock almost too much to bear.

His hand continues lower, finding my zipper and pushing it down.

“What are you doing?” I ask.

Thad shifts back onto his knees again. “Giving you your birthday present,” he says as he slides my belt open. “And I can’t think of a better place to give it to you than right under his fucking roof.”

I try to inhale, but my chest lurches in surprise as he pulls my cock out. “Thad,” I gasp. “You don’t have to.”

“Hush.” He crushes me with a hard kiss. “And be kind. I’ve never done this to a guy before.”

I smile. “I’ll walk you through it.”

Thad goes down, opening his mouth to me. Slowly, he tastes me, using only the wet tip of his tongue. I grip the pillow beneath my head, controlling the urge to guide his head. I let him get used to it, the same way he let me take my time when I first needed him to.

He wraps his lips around me. I jolt, my nerves on fire. The pleasure is sharp, almost painful, as I wait for more, more, more.

“Fuck,” I whisper, biting down, succumbing to the delicious suction of his mouth.

Thad places a strong hand on my stomach, and I stop moving. I didn’t realize how much I’m squirming, how hard and fast I’m breathing. Gripping the pillow harder, I look down and watch as Thad slides my cock in and out of his mouth, his tongue circling my tip.

I groan, unable to stop myself.

Fuck, I love this man.

His strength. His face and body. And now his hot mouth.

Without warning, he takes me deeper, so fucking deep I graze the back of his throat. It’s too much for him and he gags, but he doesn’t stop sucking.

“I’m gonna come,” I say, barely catching my breath.

Thad keeps on me, his tongue coaxing me to release. I come hard with one hand on my mouth, fully aware of where the fuck we are right now. With the other hand, I absently clench his hair, desperate to touch any piece of him I can as he swallows every drop.

Thad slides me out of his mouth, but he lingers for a few moments, kissing and loving my exposed skin.

“Are you okay?” I ask him.

He’s smiling as he returns to me. “I want to try that again later,” he says.

I cup his face, so fierce and handsome. “Happy Birthday to me,” I joke.

We laugh as we kiss again.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Phoebe

So, this is going well.

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