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“Why?”

“Because I wanna fuck you again. I wanna switch back and forth until we can’t take it anymore.”

I smirked in his face. “I love it when we twin hard.” Because…fuck yes. My thoughts exactly.

I pumped my hips and fucked him against the wall, trying to slow my pace so I didn’t come too early. Nate’s hands were all over me, holding on for balance, but mostly just touching. I’d never connected to someone during sex like this before. Yeah, it’d been hot, but not this hot. Not a mind fuck, a heart fuck, and an anal fuck all at the same time. Nate gave everything, took everything, created everything, and I should have known. Expected it. Because we’d always been on the same wavelength, and there was no reason our sex life should have been any different.

“Xavi, switch with—”

Knock knock.

Our eyes snapped together, and we held our breath. Could it be Evan? Had he finally come to our door? Thank fuck the curtains were closed. Sweat tickled my temple as we waited, wondering what to do.

“Nate!” Devon shouted. “You home?”

We both sagged. Maybe in relief. Maybe in disappointment that it wasn’t the kid. Nate took the distraction to push me down to the floor. On my side, he hooked my calf over his shoulder and pushed inside me.

“Nate!”

“Trust me, Devon. You do not want to come in here right now!” he yelled.

Devon groaned. “Hurry up.”

“Don’t you dare hurry up,” I seethed at Nate.

He grinned. “Try to hold me back.”

CHAPTER27

NATE

My brother had long givenup and gone somewhere else. Thankfully, because we’d ended up on the kitchen floor again, and Xavi’s eyes were all fucked up. One was closed, and the other was fluttering as he held his breath and filled me full of cum.

My teeth chattered in restraint, and my hand squeezed my cock to stave off my orgasm. To feel him come inside me was pushing me past a limit I’d teetered on for an hour.

“Don’t,” Xavi warned. “Want your cum inside me.”

Well, it wasn’t going to wait. I lifted onto my knees, backed up, threw his legs over my thighs, and thrust into him twice before my orgasm hit like a bullet. A rapid-fire machine gun that made me tremble and jerk and look like a fool.

“Ahhhhh, fuck yeah.”

It was too much. But not enough. I grabbed for Xavi, bringing him into a sitting position because coming while not kissing him felt like torture. He let me moan against his lips, kissing me as hard as he held me. His ass clamped tight around my cock, and myah-hamoment finally happened. Xavi decided he’d made the switch, and now I for sure had, too.

“I’m gay.”

“Finally,” he panted. “Welcome to the club.”

“Thanks.”

“I’m president. Wanna be VP?”

“Yes please.” I tangled my fingers in his hair and calmed down enough to pull back. “I really do love you, Xavi.”

“I know,” he said, smiling. “It’s the best life sentence I could have ever gotten.”

I laughed, but Xavi whispered his love against my lips before helping me to my feet. Fingers entwined, we had a short shower, got frustrated in the cramped space, and ended up taking turns.

I sat on the toilet while he rinsed off, then he did the same.

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