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“I need you inside me, now,” he breathlessly begs me. I have no willpower to deny him.

Chapter Twenty-Seven Part Two

Playing in Public is Our Thing

Kaden

Iamnottooproudto beg. Luke is driving me crazy between his hands double-teaming me and his mouth that won’t tame what comes out of it, but I am not complaining. I just need more, or I think I might spontaneously combust.

Luke slowly pulls his hands away from me. I hear him rustling behind me, when I look over my shoulder I see him take out a packet of lube from his wallet. My adrenaline soars even higher as I start sliding my jeans lower as he prepares himself. His cold, wet fingers enter me again without warning. I can’t find it in me to care if anyone can see us. Instead, I arch my back and push my ass up towards him farther to give him better access.

Luke draws back his hand and positions his cock against me. Leaning my head on the Jeep, I spread my ass cheeks to help him as he enters me in slow thrusts. He grabs my chin, arching my neck backwards to fuse his mouth to mine, our tongues embracing each other. The gentleness in which he is loving my body with at this moment doesn’t fit his commanding behavior a few minutes ago. His mouth muffles any sounds of pleasure escaping me from the overwhelming passion inside my mind and body.

I cup the back of his head, grasping his hair to tug back. “I love you, Luke.”

“I love you, Kaden,” Luke sighs as he responds, then rests his forehead against my shoulder as his slow thrusts accelerate.

If my neglected cock could jump for joy it would when Luke spits in his hand and wraps his fist around me again. His strokes elicit an uncontrollably intense moan I know someone around us must have heard. My mind is too scattered with pleasure right now to control myself. Luke’s arm around my waist tightens as he pulls me in closer, pushing himself deeper into me. Wrapping one arm around him, my palm holds his ass against me stilling him for a moment. His stroking continues, pushing me closer to the edge. Short, leisurely pumping against my ass resumes and has my mind spinning like a cyclone.

“I need to come, Luke. Please.”

“Anything you need, I’ll give you, Angel,” Luke whispers to me, then keeps true to his word like I knew he would.

Luke’s hand that was around my waist now grasps my throat as he places one last kiss on me. All gentleness is gone when his carnal side, which I’ve come to enjoy so much, shows up to play. The slapping of skin to skin seems to echo in my ears. “Fuck, yeah. Just like that,” my words come out in more of a whine rather than complete words. His hand stroking and twisting around my cock combined with the hammering my hole is taking, weakens my knees. I would be on the ground by now if his hand on my throat and the Jeep weren’t holding me upright.

“Baby, come now. I can’t hold out any longer,” Luke begging me to come has its desired effect as my cock erupts all over his hand. My muscles compressing around his cock, with one final thrust I feel his warmth spreading inside of me, his sweaty body trembling against mine.

As our panting begins to slow down and my mind returns to normal functioning, I hear my phone incessantly dinging with messages in my pants around my ankles.

“Shit, that’s probably one of them yelling at us for leaving without saying goodbye,” I huff out with barely enough breath.

“They’ll forgive us. Especially Connor if we tell him why.” Luke laughs at his own joke.

“You’re wrong, he’ll be madder we didn’t ask him to join or at least let him watch.”

Luke bites my neck before pulling out of me, “Don’t even joke about that. No one gets to touch you or watch me fuck you, ever. You got that?” He emphasizes his statement with a whack on my ass that makes me jump. I won’t disagree with him, but if egging him on gives me that response, I’m all for it.

We finish cleaning ourselves up and get dressed, although I can still feel his cum dripping out of me when we are getting in to leave. I must admit, it’s a feeling I enjoy more than I ever thought I would. You won’t ever find me complaining about it. I’m glad he is the first man, and hopefully only, I ever let fuck me bare.

Only, Kaden? That sounds like a forever to me.

The ride back to his place is peacefully quiet, Luke’s palm never leaving my thigh. My body feeling satiated wants to pass out for the night. I didn’t realize I closed my eyes until I feel Luke’s hand squeeze my thigh, “We’re home, babe. I would carry you, but I don’t think I’d make it all the way inside my apartment without dropping you.” We laugh together at the imagery. He kisses me softly before we exit the Jeep, strolling into his building and up to his floor. Of course, as soon as he opens his apartment door the shrill of an overdramatic Fred who thinks he’s starving but in reality ate about four hours ago, fills the room. I give him a little scruff loving then beeline to the bedroom, only taking off my shoes before collapsing on the bed.

I faintly hear Luke stirring in the room when he begins caringly undressing me. Lying down next to me, he pulls me into him. Feeling the warmth of our skin against each other helps us drift off to sleep rather quickly. My phone dinging a few more times being the last thing I remember hearing.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Not the Morning I Expected to Have

Luke

Iwaketomyphonescreaming at me to pick it up. I finally get to it after the fifth shrill, “This better be important.” I check the time on the phone and see its nearing seven in the morning.

“Any time I call its important and don’t you forget that mister.” G’s voice is never bothersome to hear, even this early.

“How could I ever forget?” I join in her laughter.

“Did I interrupt any hanky panky with that handsome guy of yours?”

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