Page 92 of As the Years Pass
I take Ian’s hand while Adam takes Judy’s and then we make our way down the street to the parking lot.
“So, do you have any books at home to read?” I ask.
“Some, but not all of them.” She looks over her paper, brow furrowed in serious concentration.
“Well, we can come back to the library whenever we need to,” I say.
“We sure can,” Adam adds as he buckles Ian into his seat.
We find a restaurant to grab lunch, since the kids are hungry. The kids are well-behaved, but you can tell Ian is getting tired, so when we’re done, we go back to Adam’s.
“I was worried he’d be crabby for the rest of the day,” Adam says as he eyes a sleeping Ian in the back seat while we’re at a red light.
I turn to look at him, and find Judy sleeping too. I can’t help but smile.
“You made such beautiful kids, Adam.”
When I look at him, he has tears in his eyes again.
“Thank you,” is what he says.
“Thank you for letting me meet them. I’m sure it’s not easy for you.”
He shrugs, clearing his throat. “I trust you, Emmet.”
“Yeah, but it’s more than that. I know it.” I grab his hand and quickly bring it to my lips for a kiss, then let it go. But he takes it right back, linking our fingers together. They stay that way until we pull into his driveway.
Chapter Thirty-Six
Adam
“Bend over for me. On all fours.” I gesture toward the bed.
Emmet obeys without question, already naked, cock weeping for attention.
He bends over, his ass high in the air, and he looks at me over his shoulder.
“You’re so hot, Emmet.” I walk to him, brushing my hand over the curve of his ass before dragging a finger through his crease. His hole puckers when I slide by it. “Spread yourself open for me.”
He rests forward on his chest and shoulders, then brings his hands back to open himself wide. I don’t hesitate to swipe my tongue over his hole. He moans, body shifting against my mouthbecause he wants more. I give it to him. I do it again, and again, and again.
“Oh, fuck, Adam…” he whines and whimpers, grinding against my face, begging for more. I eat his hole, suck on his balls, and nip at the flesh of his ass.
“Tell me you missed my tongue,” I growl. “Say it.”
“I did. So much. I thought about it all the fucking time.”
“Did you get off to it?” I ask, nipping at his right cheek before smacking his ass.
“Yes!”
I bring my mouth back to his hole, fucking him with my tongue before sliding down and lapping at his balls again. He loves when I do that, and his sharp pants of breath fuel me to keep going.
“Oh my god,” he moans. “That feels so good. Fuck, how does that feel so good?”
I hold back my laugh as I continue using my mouth on him, sliding up to his hole before going back down again.
“Turn around to face me,” I say, giving his ass a tight squeeze with both hands.
