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When Seo-jun bottomed out, he sat there a moment, cock flagging slightly as he adjusted to Dex’s girth.

Taking it in hand, Dex began stroking him as he talked. “God, you feel good all around me. I’ve never felt anything like this in my life. I want to—to do things to you.”

Seo-jun’s eyes opened. “Tell me.”

A surge of lust encompassed Dex. “I want to thrust into you. Fuck you hard. Hear you say my name while I do it.” His voice softened. “But I also want to make love to you slowly, feel every breath you take while I’m inside you.”

Slowly, Seo-jun began to rotate his hips, sending ripples of pleasure through Dex’s body. “I want all that, too.”

“Yes, God, yes, Seo-jun…” Dex thrust into him as far as he could, and soon they had created a tempo, their bodies moving in tandem for their mutual pleasure. Seo-jun arched his back, hands on Dex’s thighs, riding Dex gracefully, trickles of sweat running down his chest between his small brown nipples. Dex reached up and flicked one of them, and Seo-jun moaned, head falling back. Then, the next moment, he was leaning forward, black hair falling rakishly over his forehead as he bounced on Dex’s dick, Dex’s feet on the bed and balls slapping Seo-jun’s ass.

A twist of pleasure gradually built inside Dex, blocking out everything but the sensation of Seo-jun’s tight body hugging his cock, sliding up and down, better than any mouth or any cunt, taking him apart piece by piece.

His orgasm hit him out of nowhere, a steady rise one moment and a knock-out punch the next, sending him spiraling into space, nothing but molecules flying out in all directions, then drawing him back in to find himself watching Seo-jun losing his cool, whining as he moved faster and faster on Dex’s cock, which was still surprisingly hard. Dex was so fucking turned on. Grasping Seo-juns trim waist, he thrust up into him repeatedly until Seo-jun shouted something in Korean—so sexy—and Dex swore he ejaculated again inside of him, stomach clenching, as Seo-jun’s cock shot spurt after spurt of creamy cum onto Dex’s chest and neck, mouth open and eyes closed.

Sagging forward, Seo-jun rolled to his side, languidly spreading his cum over Dex’s skin with his fingers while they both caught their breath and Dex’s cum leaked down Seo-jun’s leg. Dex had never known sex could feel like that. And he and Seo-jun were together now. Boyfriends. It made Dex want to go ahead and tell his family because he didn’t want to go anywhere or do anything without him in the future.

Chapter Twenty-five: Dex

Dex woke to a phone ringing. His phone. Leaning over, he grabbed it from the other side of the lamp and swiped up.

“Hello?”

“Hello? Is this Dex?” a woman’s voice asked.

“Yes. Who is this?”

“This is Penelope Franklin. Did I wake you up? Sorry, I thought you’d be up and working by nine a.m.”

“I’m in California. It’s six a.m.”

“Oh, my God! I’m sorry! Please forgive me. Your mother gave me your number last week. I live in Nettleton, but I was going to drive to Redding today, and I thought we could meet up. But it sounds like that’s not going to happen. I’m sorry for waking you.”

“Mm. That’s okay.”

“Maybe we can meet some other time? Give me a call.”

“Mm,” Dex said again, and disconnected. When he put the phone back on the table and flipped over, Seo-jun was staring at him, dark eyebrow arched.

“Important call?”

“Oh, um. No. It was a friend of my mother’s.”

“A friend?”

Dex made a face. “That woman she wants me to take out. Penelope somebody. I told her I was out of town. I didn’t know what else to say.”

“Maybe that you’re taken?”

“Uh, yeah. I guess. I just thought then she’d wonder why my mother was trying to fix me up with someone if that was the case, and I didn’t want to start a whole conversation.” He snuggled closer to Seo-jun.

“Tell her it’s a new relationship that your mother doesn’t know about. I’m not sharing you, Dex.”

“I know that. I just haven’t worked out the details.”

Seo-jun sighed. “Hell, I’ll dress like a girl when your mom visits if you don’t want to tell her I’m a man. Won’t be the first time. Haru loved dressing me in girls’ clothes.”

A growling noise issued from Dex’s throat that surprised him. He wouldn’t have labeled himself as possessive, but—fuck it—he didn’t like the thought of Haru making Seo-jun do things like that. He bet he made a beautiful girl, though. For a moment, Dex allowed himself to image his mother meeting Seo-jun in a long wig and wearing a dress and a stuffed bra every holiday he spent at his mother’s house in Colorado. The knowing look Anna would shoot him and Seo-jun over the holiday ham. The thought was ridiculous, and he quickly dispelled it. He wouldn’t want to ask Seo-jun to be someone he wasn’t, and, ultimately, he wouldn’t like hiding their relationship from his family.

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