Page 127 of My Pucking Crush

I’m floored at what he did to prove how he really feels about me. And as the shock wears off, I get why he stayed silent about Oliver.

Max wants me to fuck him. I was expecting an apology, but didn’t know he’d actually say he loves me. This entire gesture blows me away. And Christ, yes, I want to fuck him.

But...

“Not here.” I turn to the two men standing behind him. “Where are his clothes? How dare you parade him naked—”

“Ford Montgomery.” The towering lawyer I’ve seen here before dips an eyebrow at my tone.

“Right here. They’remyclothes,” the other man, who I’ve seenwiththe lawyer says, folding his arms.

“That’s Ash. I went to college with him,” Max says softly.

These guys look anything but soft. But they’re a couple—that I gathered a while ago. And they’re pissed at what I did to Max. I appreciate how they’ve helped him.

“Get dressed.” I tweak Max’s nipple and slide my hand down until my fingers close around his dick. “I’m taking you home before someone figures out who you are.”

“You won’t fuck me?” His eyes flutter as I squeeze his cock.

“For our first time? Not here. I want to fuck you in your bed.”

“In Stamford? The car is in East Hampton.”

“Then I’ll fuck you there.”

“I want you to christen my bed there.”

“No one’s been in that bed? Not even a woman?”

“No, Luc.” He kisses me. “Just you.”

I glance toward Ford and Ash. “I’m taking your friend’s bird back to the beach house.”

“It’s last call in a few minutes.” Ford grasps Ash’s hand. “I have to warn you about something.”

My heart spikes. “What?”

“I need this man.” Ford kisses Ash, hard and rough. “I’ve been waiting all damn day. You may have to deal with seeing my ass while I fuck him.”

“I can handle that.” Maybe.

I watch Max get dressed, making sure he covers up every inch of perfection that belongsto me.

He fucking loves me.

Club Dare feels differently now that what we have is real. I’m not sure I’ll want to bring Max back here. This place was a tool for me to get off.

I look at the love in Max’s eyes and I know, I’ll never return here, not without my boo.

FORD DOESN’T DISAPPOINTin the helicopter. He and Ash sit on the opposite sofa in the luxury compartment and despite the risks, Montgomery lowers his pants and yanks Ash’s hips toward his massive body. Within seconds they’re fucking.

Ash disappears underneath Ford, but I hear his moans and grunts. He’s taking it up the ass, but he’s not a passive lover by the sounds of it.

Max steals my focus by kissing me. We make out to the rhythm of delicious gay sex on display for us.

When Ash cries out that he’s coming, I whisper to Max, “Did you fuck him?”

“No,” he answers quickly, but doesn’t offer why.

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