Seo-jun lay on his stomach on the bed, panting hard, only a sheen of sweat between his bare body and Dex’s, who was buried so deeply inside him, Seo-jun felt owned. Seo-jun’s heart rate doubled at the sexy groan in his ear when he tilted his ass slightly.
“God,” Dex said, warm breath tickling Seo-jun’s cheek. “Do that again.”
Seo-jun did, adding a little twist this time, and then he was the one groaning as Dex slid his hands under Seo-jun’s shoulders, gripping them tightly, and began pumping into him, their sweaty skin slapping together in the otherwise quiet hotel room.
Seo-jun swore loudly in Korean, his ass burning in the best of ways around Dex’s girth. Dex shifted, then began battering Seo-jun’s prostate with the fat head of his cock until Seo-jun started to whimper, desperate to get off.
Had sex ever felt this good?Seo-jun wondered. Certainly, Haru had given him plenty of orgasms, but Seo-jun didn’t recall ever feeling this sublime detachment of the mind at the same time that his body buzzed with overstimulation. His second orgasm of the evening rippled through him like a wave on the shore sizzling in the sun, causing him to arch his back and gasp out his pleasure before it could retreat back into the depths.
Three more thrusts, and Dex moaned. Seo-jun felt him tremble against his back, and sagged into the mattress, smiling weakly. He loved being this close with Dex. He couldn’t imagine wanting to be like that with anyone else in the world.
After Haru, Seo-jun wondered if he might want to top. Haru had never given him any choice in the matter, always telling him what a natural bottom he was. He had topped with Ae Ri, of course, but he’d only been fourteen, and he remembered all those experiences to be fumbling at best. That one time with a hookup had been the same—the guy had assumed Seo-jun would bottom, and Seo-jun didn’t say anything about it. He liked to bottom. But he found himself wondering how it would feel to be inside Dex. He imagined having Dex on his back, legs draped over Seo-jun’s arms while Seo-jun physically owned him. A delicious shudder ran through Seo-jun’s body.
Dex pressed a kiss to Seo-jun’s sweat-damp hair. “That was amazing.”
“Yeah,” Seo-jun said. “I, uh, I was just thinking that I’d like to try fucking you.”
Dex gently eased out of Seo-jun’s body and rolled to his side, head on the pillow next to Seo-jun’s.
“I’d like to try that, too,” he said. “I admit I’m a little scared, though.”
Seo-jun’s heart swelled near to bursting.Of courseDex was willing. How could he have thought otherwise, even for a second?
“I’ll make it good for you,” Seo-jun promised, looking into Dex’s eyes, which, at that moment in the dim light, looked more brown than green.
“I know you will,” Dex said, and kissed him.
God.Seo-jun’s heart wasn’t going to survive this relationship.
“Not today, though.” Seo-jun pulled back when the kiss got heated. “I don’t have the stamina. But…when we get home. At my place.”
Dex’s smile was absolutely radiant.
“It’s a date.”
Chapter Twenty-seven: Dex
Dex really would have preferred to have gotten on the plane with Seo-jun, but he hadn’t been able to turn down Anna’s plea for him to go to the ultrasound with her. He was glad she was taking an interest in the baby’s health and wanted to support her.
“What if there’s something wrong with the baby?” she fretted when he sat with her in the doctor’s office at Horizon, waiting for the person who would do the scan. “Because of the meth?”
“You said you didn’t do much meth,” Dex said. “That wasn’t a lie, was it?”
Anna shook her head. “No. But I’m still worried. I looked it up online and read that meth use can cause problems, including low birth weight and premature birth.”
Dex took her hand. “That can be monitored and dealt with.”
“Yeah, but what if I’m such a terrible person that my baby’s going to be born deformed?”
“Don’t even say that. It’s not going to happen.” Dex couldn’t help but think of how Colt always said not to manifest something by talking about it.
Anna turned toward the door when it opened.
“Hi, I’m Suzanne.” A woman who looked only slightly older than Dex walked in and closed the door behind her. “You must be Anna? And is this the father of the baby?”
Releasing Dex’s hand, Anna said, “God, no. This is my brother. Ew.”
“I’m Dex,” he said, smiling.