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348 pages, Paperback
First published July 6, 2023
He laughed as we tumbled out of the truck together. We raced toward the house, a lightness to Brian he didn’t often have. I wanted him to have it all the time. I wanted to be the one to give it to him. His happiness fed my own, how seeing him smile made me want to do the same, how being with him filled me up in ways I didn’t even understand myself. Being the person he chose, the one to make him feel and have all these experiences he’d denied himself most of his life, completed parts of me I hadn’t known weren’t whole.
“You’re mine, Brian Manning. And nothing is ever going to change that.”
“Will you go somewhere with me?” he asked.
“There’s no place in the world I wouldn’t go with you.” And I meant it.
I wasn’t hard, but I wanted to get hard for him, wanted to feel the kind of pleasure and attraction that fueled so many people.
He avoided my dick, and I was both thankful and disappointed about that. I wanted to feel something but feared getting my hopes up, and that he’d be done with me if nothing happened.
Despite how good this felt, how much I wanted him, there still seemed to be some block in my mind. I still wasn’t hard. For a minute, I’d thought I would end up that way, but my cock had softened again. Was that even what this was about, though? I had no idea. I just knew I needed to feel him and how incredible it was.
Charles shifted against me. His erection pressed hard against my hip, making me tense up slightly and him pull away.
“That’s enough for tonight.”
“You’re hard.”
“It’ll go down.” Charles leaned over and turned off the light. He kept touching me, though, kissing my chest, brushing his thumbs over my nipples, running his fingers up and down my torso, until I fell asleep.
We were naked like we had been every night since he’d fucked me, but he hadn’t made a move to take me again, and I didn’t bring it up because I didn’t want to sound like I was pushing him. I’d never been in a relationship with someone who was likely demi or fell somewhere on the ace spectrum. It was new territory for me to navigate, so I always made sure to err on the side of caution. I loved sex with him, but only wanted to have it when he did too. He’d jerked me off two more times in the past week. I blew him once, and it took a while for him to get there, but eventually we got him to finish. The other time I asked, he said he didn’t feel like it but wanted to be naked with me, just kissing me. That he always seemed to want, skin-to-skin contact and kissing. Damned if I didn’t love giving them to him. Kissing him went to my head the way it never had with anyone else.
If I weren’t in the mood, I knew he’d be fine with it, but I wanted it tonight. Our sex life likely wasn’t like most folks’. There were still times I didn’t want it, and times when I struggled to stay hard or have an orgasm. Pills could help, but I didn’t do that often. There were times when I just wanted to pleasure him, and others where we’d just be naked and kiss for hours on end.
“I like you too, Charles. I’ve never… I never had a real relationship with someone I care about. Not that I’m sayin’ we’re in one…” But I wanted to be. I’d spent my whole life feeling alone, even if I was surrounded by people. I didn’t ever feel alone when I was with him.
“Mmm.” He climbed onto me, straddled my lap as if it was nothing. I immediately liked the weight of him there, my hands on his hairy thighs. “Brian Manning…will you be my boyfriend?”
I barked out a laugh, and when he didn’t do the same, I said, “Wait. Are you serious?”
“You’re breaking my heart,” he teased.
“I remember you once told me you could spend a lifetime kissing me,” Charles said against my lips. “Promise me we’ll do that?”
I looked into his eyes, knowing with all my heart that the words I said were true. “I promise.”
"Charles said, “You need to promise me you’ll always tell me how you’re feeling—whether it’s sex stuff, anxiety, or anything else. I don’t ever want to put more pressure on you, but I haven’t experienced this before and I’m gonna make mistakes.”
"I stopped him, hand on his arm. “I like lookin’ at ya,” I admitted. “You’re so damn beautiful, it steals my breath.”
"I can actually have you…and it’s deeper, like you’ve burrowed into my bones, like I don’t know if my heart would keep beatin’ if I didn’t have you."
"I love you. It doesn’t matter if we’re different or if it doesn’t make sense to anyone else. Something about you gives me things I didn’t even know I needed. You said I make you feel like you’re living for the first time, and while I might have lived my life differently from you, somehow you still make me feel the same."
“I just knew it was right… inevitable, and that was all that mattered.”