Page 142 of Finding Delaware

“You’ve never been in a monogamous relationship?”

“Nope,” he smiles weakly. “I’ve never been the settling down type. But with you, it’s different. I don’t want anyone but you. I don’t want anyone else touching you, but if that’s what you want–”

I silence his worries with my mouth, breathing in the small gasp that leaves his lips when my tongue lazily dances with his. “I don’t want anyone but you, either, Tay. And I’m purely monogamous, so you won’t get that same speechfrom me. I’m yours, and you’re mine. Anything else is a deal breaker for me. Okay?”

“Okay,” he sighs, relieved as he sags against me, “but I still don’t care what anyone thinks about us. I love y-love being with you, so fuck ’em.”

He licks up the side of my neck as if to distract me from the fact that he tripped over his words, but I noticed. I fucking noticed, and now my heart is doing somersaults.

My arms close around him tightly. “I just need some time.”

“I know.” He nuzzles into me like a cat, and it’s so fucking cute that it makes me ache. Literally, because my cock’s been hard since the moment he kissed me. I rub it against him, feeling his own hard length brush mine as I groan into his hair.

“I wish I could take you back to the apartment and lay you down. Take my time, make you feel good.”

“We could go back to mine,” he suggests quickly, an eager look in his eyes, and I just know what he’s thinking about.

“Yeah? You want that?” Sliding my hands down to his ass, I cup his cheeks and squeeze hard. “Does my horny stepbro need to get fucked?”

“God, yes.” He thrusts against me, teeth sinking into his lip as his breath quickens. “Need it so bad, baby.”

A dark laugh rumbles out of me as I step back from him. “Hmm. Too bad.”

His jaw practically drops to the floor. “W-what?”

“I’m not fucking you with another man’s mark on you, Taylor. You’ll just have to wait until it’s gone.”

Flames ignite in his eyes, sending a sickly pleasurable spark to my groin.

“You’re a cruel asshole, you know that?” He shakes his head slowly.

“Noted.”

“So, are blowjobs out of the question, too?” His bottom lip juts out. “Because I might just die if I don’t get to taste your cum tonight.”

Holy hell.

I’m about to whip my cock out when I hear our names being shouted from the porch.

“Huckslee?”

“Taylor!”

Christian and Logan.

Cursing under my breath, I pull away from Taylor as he tugs his tank top down over his crotch, and I do the same with my shirt. With a furtive glance toward the house, I place a chaste kiss on his lips just as Christian’s voice gets closer.

“Put your dicks away, fools, we gotta go!”

“Fucking Christ, Christian,” Taylor mutters, stalking around the corner with me close behind, and we catch sight of them standing on the sidewalk with Arya tucked under Christian’s arms.

“What’s going on?”

Logan’s glassy eyes shift between us. “I don’t really know. Xed and Owen started making out, Matthew got pissed, they started fighting, and so now we’re leaving.”

Oh, shit. I missed it.

“They’re fighting?!” Taylor steps toward the porch quickly, but Christian puts a hand up to stop him.

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