Page 45 of And the Best Man Ran Away With the Groom

“Maybe we should stay?” he says, the wistfulness in his voice indicating that he’s not actually making a serious suggestion. “We could just disappear. Start new lives. Live off our wits.”

I let out a soft chuckle. “And here I thought you didn’t want your face plastered all over the news.”

“Yeah, it’s a flawed plan. There are way too many Aussie tourists here who’d recognise us. You might have to cut your hair…”

“I amnotcutting my hair.”

He tilts his head around, offering a bright smile. Then he reaches up to tug out the hair-tie holding my bun in place, running his fingers through my hair as it falls down past my shoulders. “Definitely not,” he murmurs, brushing his lips against mine. “I love this hair.”

“Oh really?” I ask with a wry smile. “I hadn’t guessed.”

He kisses me again, and that’s pretty much how we spend the next hour, just cuddled up on the beach exchanging kisses and whispered words. I’m sure the sunset is just as incredible as we were told it would be, but I don’t really notice it. It’s hard to notice anything else around me with Xavier’s gorgeous face right there taking up all my attention.

It’s a beautiful balmy night and we enjoy a slow stroll back to the resort, but as soon as we get inside Xav’s bungalow, the momentum shifts drastically. We tear off our clothes as though it’s a race to get naked before scrambling up onto the bed.

Feeling like I’ll die if I don’t touch him, I run my hands over the planes of Xavier’s torso, gently pushing him down onto his back as I cloak him with my body. In what has become a bit of a signature move for him, he reaches into my hair and tugs out the bun that I’ve only just re-tied about twenty minutes ago.

“Trent. God, Trent…” he murmurs, cupping my face gently as he stares up at me with the kind of expression I’ve never seen written on a lover’s face before. It’s like desire and affection and awe all rolled into one.

I lower my head to claim his lips, savouring his soft groans as our cocks slide together. Jesus, it feels so good to move against each other like this; I could easily just keep doing this until we both come. But we only have tonight left and there are at least a million other things I want to do. Starting with kissing every single inch of the beautiful body underneath me.

I move my kisses away from Xavier’s mouth, travelling over his neck before moving further south.

“Trent,”he breathes out as my lips skim down his abdomen. “Baby…” His fingers slide through my hair, teasing out the strands in that gentle caress that’s become so bloody familiar over the past few days. And as expected, when I reach my destination and slide my tongue over Xav’s dick, his grip in my hair grows tighter, a low groan falling from his lips.

I can’t believe how quickly I’ve come to absolutely love doing this. It’s been kind of hard not to get addicted, though, considering the way Xav reacts when I go down. As I said when all this started, I’m not going to shy away from anything that turns me on, and the sound of him begging and groaning as I suck his dick gets me hard as fucking stone. I haven’t been bold enough to try rimming just yet, although considering how much I love it when Xav eats me out I can only imagine what his reaction might be… I keep thinking I might give it a go at some point, but now I’m realising that this is it; there won’t be another opportunity after tonight. If I’m ever going to try it, it has to be now.

I let his cock fall from my mouth and move my attention further south, pushing his legs back a bit more so his arse is exposed to me.

“Trent, what are you—”

His words trail off with a groan as I part his cheeks and slide my tongue around the edge of his hole…

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Holyfuckingshit.Trent is eating my arse. He actually has his mouth on me…right there, his tongue teasing my hole in a way that is driving me absolutely fucking insane.

“Fuck…Jesus…so good, babe,” I pant out, shoving my hands in Trent’s hair and pulling him even closer against me. “God, that’s amazing.”

As though he’s trying to be contrary, he pulls his face away from my arse and shuffles up a little. I don’t have time to complain, though, because only a moment later he’s returned his mouth to my cock and has started finger-fucking my hole.

“Jesus Christ, you’re going to kill me,” I groan, tossing my head back and trying with everything I have not to thrust up and bury my cock down the back of his throat.

He chuckles around the head of my dick before taking me deeper, which only riles me up even more. Before long I can’t stop myself from tugging at his hair again as I thrust in and out of his mouth.

“Fuck, I’m going to come,” I warn on a harsh groan as I feel my orgasm rushing up, helped along by Trent’s finger brushing over my prostate.

Trent doesn’t pull away like he usually does, instead increasing the suction and making my head spin even more.

“Trent!Seriously, I’m about to—” But then it’s too late. I arch off the bed as the orgasm rips through me and I come into his mouth.

Once I’m completely spent, Trent lets my cock fall from his lips and removes his finger. Then he manoeuvres onto his hands and knees and shuffles up the bed to hover over me. He stares down at me, his face lit up with a wide grin. “Yummy.”

Fuck, I love you.I just barely manage to stop myself from blurting the thought out loud, instead wrapping my hand around the back of his neck and pulling him down for a fierce kiss.

It’s one of those things that sounds absolutely ridiculous when you hear about it happening to other people. But then it happens to you, and it makes absolute, perfect sense. I’ve fallen in love with a guy after a mereweek.We might have technically known each other since high school, and, yes, I’ll admit to finding him pretty attractive in the past, but all of that was completely surface level until this trip. Now, though…it’s so much more than that.

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