Page 61 of Worlds Collide

He did go from relaxed to intense as fuck incredibly fast when we were walking out of the restaurant and a man asked Wolf for a picture. I saw first hand not only how much people adore my... Wolf, but how well protected he is with Rich around.

It brings peace to a worry I didn’t even know I had to be honest, and that’s worrisome all by itself. But it is a magical night and we get ahead of jet lag when we fall right back to sleep the second we get home.

I find myself spooning Wolf when we wake up in the morning, and although it’s startling, it’s also the definition of peace.

I enjoy the silence as I slowly wake up, and enjoy it even more when Wolf breaks that silence with a grunt. He rolls over and nuzzles his cheek against the base of my neck until he’s completely buried his face against me.

“Do you know what frotting is?” he asks, still sounding half asleep.

“I don’t,” I tell him, confused. I have no idea what it could be, but by his tone, it doesn’t seem like something fun.

He proves me wrong the next moment, though, when he reaches into my pajama pants and takes hold of my dick. He then scoots closer and I feel he also has morning wood at the exact same second that he starts trailing kisses all over my neck.

“Wolf,” I moan.

“Let me take care of you,” he says quietly. And of course I don’tcomplain as he loosens his grip around me and moves around until his cock is flush against mine.

Then he’s holding us both and stroking up and down slowly, lazily. It’s heaven, and better yet, I get to hear his grunts turn into groans and then moans.

“You feel so good against me, little rich boy,” he whispers against my ear.

“Yes,” is all I can manage in answer. I move my hips frantically, chasing more friction. We’re barely slippery enough from our combined precome, but I don’t care. I’m about to come all over his hand and— “Holy fuck, Max. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” I beg, unashamed.

I spill all over him and go blind with pleasure for a long second. When I come to, I see Wolf smiling at me. It looks kind of like a teasing smile, but also tender.

“What?” I ask.

“Do you even realize how loud you are when you come?”

“Yeah,” I say with a wince. “Sorry.”

“It’s a great compliment.” He leans over and kisses me softly. I feel his still-hard erection against my leg, so I reach down and hold him. Looks like I’m giving my first handjob today too.

I tell myself not to be nervous. It can’t be that different to jacking off, right?

“CJ,” Wolf says in a voice that wants to sound like a warning but falls short. I kiss him to stop him from saying anything more and focus on making him come while he takes over the kiss.

Every moan that reverbrates inside my own mouth is like a personal reward, and when he finally comes, it’s a drawn-out one that has goosebumps breaking out all over my skin.

“We should wake up like that every day,” I say. A smile stretching my cheeks to the max. Wolf just chuckles.

He looks peaceful lying in my bed. Sated, happy. The most beautiful sight in the world.

Alessia fallsin love with Wolf as soon as she sees himwolfingdown every crumb she prepared for us, and she thankfully doesn’t bat an eye when she sees him kissing me senseless a while later.

We spend the day at home, still recovering from the long trip, and he fucks me slowly that night. It seems like it goes on for hours as he shows me at least four more amazing positions.

I ask again if I can give him a blow job and he keeps saying no, which is infuriating but also super hot for some strange reason.

We go on a day trip to Milan, where Rich finally gets to drive a car and I get to spend the day badgering Wolf into buying new clothes. He turns down almost every suggestion but I do manage to get him some proper shoes.

We go out to eat every night, always to new places, and all in all, we let ourselves justbe.

I know Hawk’s been texting Wolf non-stop because of the constant buzzing of his phone—and because I see Wolf’s jaw bunch with tension when he ignores those texts—but he doesn’t talk about it with me or with Rich from what I know.

I tell myself that giving him space on the subject is the best way to go about it. Let him process and think about what he really wants and needs. From what I understand, his brother pushing or controlling in any way is what drove Wolf insane, so I just change the subject and get Wolf talking however I can when those texts come in.

Five days after we landed in Italy we’re coming back homefrom dinner and walking through the garden to the back door when Rich stops suddenly before us.

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