Page 55 of Private Exhibit
“Please,” Devon begged.
Andy chuckled, unable to help himself. He felt so happy, it simply gushed out of him.
Holding Devon steady, Andy teased the boy for a few more minutes, then finished washing and rinsing both of them before he shut off the water and wrapped Devon in a big, fluffy towel.He took his time drying the boy, kissing him as he went. Finally, Andy took Devon by the hand and led him back to the bedroom.
Devon blushed as Andy positioned him in the middle of the bed, on his back, legs spread wide.
“Just look at me,” Andy murmured, positioning himself between Devon's legs, slowly rolling on a condom while the boy watched.
He did as he'd promised, entering Devon slowly, giving him a chance to watch. The boy winced in pain but begged him not to stop, so Andy kept going, seeing Devon's need and desperation to finally experience this.Gods. Andy needed it, too. He needed to be insidethisboy. To be part of him. To share this moment of human connection. Of life.
Slowly but surely, Devon relaxed, and as Andy moved inside him, he watched the boy's body tremble with pleasure and need.
Andy swooped down and kissed him, then sat back on his heels, gripping Devon's hips with both hands as he thrust into him over and over. “You see Daddy, sweet boy?”
Devon nodded, wide-eyed as he looked at him.
Gods. Even when Devon broke eye-contact to look down at where their bodies were connected, Andy felt that gaze right down to his core. Felt it all over his skin. The way Devon watched him was like a tangible caress. It was so beautiful. So achingly perfect.
Then Devon looked right into his eyes as he arched his back and cried out.
Andy stared, his rhythm faltering.Holy fuck. The ecstasy on Devon's face was exquisite. To think he'd almost denied himself this. He might have missed out on this incredible experience, never getting to see just how truly breathtaking this moment could be.
He seized Devon in his arms, holding him tight as he gave a few final thrusts and came.
Devon gasped in his ear. “Oh.” He choked out another soft cry. “I felt that,” he whispered. “Oh my gods.”
Andy grinned as he held the boy tight, panting and trying to catch his breath. “Yeah?”
Devon nodded, and Andy heard him sniff. “I never thought…”
Andy pulled back just enough to look him in the eyes, seeing the sheer joy all over the boy's face. He couldn't help grinning. He'd given Devon that.
He held Devon tight, gently kissing him and touching him all over, until he finally had to stop as his cock began to soften. Andy got up to dispose of the condom, then pulled Devon back into his arms until hunger drove them out of bed. They ordered dinner to be delivered and spent the rest of the evening watching a movie and making out until Devon's eyelids began to droop.
Andy put Devon in bed, then went back to retrieve the vase of flowers. He set it on the nightstand, then nudged Devon closer to that side and climbed in behind him.
“So you can see those when you wake up,” he murmured, pressing a kiss behind Devon's ear.
Devon gave him a sleepy grin and closed his eyes.
Andy curled up naked with Devon in his arms. It felt like hours before he finally fell asleep, not wanting to miss a moment of having that precious little body beside him. But exhaustion eventually took over. Andy drifted off with a smile on his face, enjoying the best night's sleep he'd had in as long as he could remember.
When he woke the next morning, Andy enjoyed one fleeting moment of perfection, remembering everything from the night before, fully aware that Devon was still there beside him.Gods. He couldn't imagine anything better.
But the moment passed. Before Andy even got his eyes open, he knew something was wrong.
Andy sat up. He saw Devon lying on his back, both arms clamping a pillow down over his face.
“Devon?” Andy asked, tugging on the pillow. “Baby? What's wrong?”
From behind the pillow, Andy heard a choked sob.
Oh gods. “Devon? Sweetheart? Are you in pain? Are you–” Andy swallowed hard.Shit. “Do you regret–”Gods, please, no. Andy pulled the pillow away, and Devon immediately covered his face with both hands, but not before Andy saw the wet cheeks and pained expression. “Devon? What's–” Andy moved closer, then stopped, feeling the damp sheets under his leg.
“I'm so sorry,” Devon sobbed.
Andy blew out a breath.Just an attack, he realized. “Hey,” he murmured. “It's alright.”
