Page 3 of The Trust
Swear it doesn’t matter how many shows I put on with my band, or how many hours we spend in the studio creating more music.
No number of accolades or millions of streams achieved.
My life didn’t really start until I met him.
My bodyguard, turned best friend, turned boyfriend.
Also known as the love of my life.
“Ellos te habrian amado,” Jordan whispers and tilts so that his head touches my cheek, the dark strands tickling my nose.
“Of course they would have loved me.” I grin and rub against him. “I’m awesome.”
Snorting, my babe turns to press another kiss on my lips. “We should get moving. I only told Peach to give us as an hour.”
I snicker. “That was like two and a half hours ago.”
“Which means you’re late for sound check. And to meet with the contractors at the arcade.”
Groaning, I lean back and get my knees under me.
My cock is still buried inside my boyfriend’s ass and while I know I should move, I can’t.
It’s too good.
“Hey,” he says over his shoulder, and I bite my lip when my cock twitches at the sight of him. His hair a tousled mess of brown waves falling into his eyes. Laid out beneath me. His cheeks spread around me. My length half inside him.
I shiver.
“Grab the plug.”
My sight flares and snaps to his.
“Yeah?”
His chin tilts. “I wanna keep you with me for the rest of the day.”
The chill that spreads over my skin is one I don’t even bother to temper.
“Fuck yes, baby.”
Leaning over, I dig into the nightstand and fish out the plug and the bottle.
I take my time spreading the lube all around the toy and then fingering some around his stretched rim.
“Arch your ass,” I breathe out, biting my lip when he listens.
I’m slow to draw back, easing gently until only the head of my cock is inside him.
“Clench for me.”
Groaning when he does, I place the toy beneath my length and pull the rest of the way out.
His hole is wide open and shining, coated in my release and begging for me to slide back in and fuck it all over again.
“Fuuuuuuck, baby.”
I touch the tip of the toy to the line that leaks out of him and slip it against his rim.
