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All three of us raise our heads off the bed in unison. “What?”
“Why the hell would you be fucking Huckslee?” I squint over at where she lays with her eyes still closed, lips pursed as she tries to fight a smile. “Because he’s the only one in this bed I h...
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Hasn’t even touched me, and he owns this dick. How unfair is that?
And building snowmen when you’re a teenager sounds lame as fuck, but now I kind of want to do stuff with Huck that I’ve never done before. Like building snowmen and going ice fishing, apparently.
“Don’t you fucking leave me here alone, Huck! Don’t you fucking dare.” Breathe. Please, baby, breathe. Don’t bleed out, don’t bleed out, don’t bleed out.
“You wanna be my sissy bottom bitch, is that it?” Will that make you forgive me?
“You want me to own you, Taylor? Take away your choices while I fucking use you? Like you did to me?” Will that make you love me?
“Fuck, Taylor,” he breathes, voice deep and husky, eyes shuttering. “I like the sight of you like this. Kneeling and waiting for my cock.”
It’s a version of him that’s only for me, and no matter how messed up this situation is right now, I crave it. Even if my collarbone threatens to break again, like my heart.
Wait, don’t leave me here.
The door snicks softly shut, leaving me curled up on the floor, half-naked and freezing. Heart bleeding. Broken and alone.
We’re not...we’re not anything to each other. Just each other’s first kiss and first love. First and only person to ever break your heart.
And I’d know if you were getting any because the walls are thin as fuck. You come loudly.”
“Huckslee, I’ve been in love with you since the eighth grade.”
“I thought you were done with me. It drove me crazy. At the risk of sounding like a total creep, you’ve been my obsession since that first kiss under the bleachers, Huck. I just... couldn’t have you.
“It doesn’t take much for me, apparently. The slightest crumb of affection, and I’m a goner.”
And, of course, I love Salem in a platonic way, but...it’s only you, Huckslee. It’s only ever been you.”
“Give and take, baby.” He’s back against my body in an instant, our bare chests now flush as our mouths find each other again, and my stomach somersaults at the word he just called me. Baby. I’m baby.
He likes the idea of it, of having me. Owning me. Even though I’ve been his from the start.
And I want him, too. God, I want him. More than I’ve ever wanted anything, even motocross.
“You look fucking gorgeous with my cock in your mouth.”
Once again, Huckslee Davis breaks my fucking heart. And I can’t even blame him because I was the idiot who gave it to him when I should have known better.
“how long have you been fucking your stepbrother?” Oh, my god.
What’s up? What’s up? What’s up is that I haven’t stopped thinking about the way your lips feel or the way your cock tastes, motherfucker.
“Hey,” he breathes softly in my ear, “I can hear the doubts in your head over the phone. I’m telling you, baby, it’s alright. Listen to the words I’m saying.”
“I’d have you suck on my fingers, get your mouth all wet and dripping for me. And then I’d slowly feed you my cock.” A breathy moan comes from his side. “I want to taste you again so bad, Huck.”
“Yeah. I liked the way it felt when your cum slid down my throat.” “Fuck, baby, I wish you were sucking on me right now.”
“Mm, I’d get your tight ass nice and stretched for me, then I’d fill you with my cock. Fuck you so good that you make a mess all over yourself, clenching around me. And after I’ve pumped you full of cum, I’ll lick you clean.”
Spring has officially sprung in Utah, and it’s a hot one. Hotter than Satan’s fucking nutsack.
“I’m not calling him dad.” Christian struggles against me, quoting the movie Step Brothers for the thousandth time. “Even if there’s a fire!”
and I feel for the first time in years that everything is going right. Like maybe I deserve to be happy, after all.
I enjoy sharing. But when it comes to Huckslee? He’s mine. Always has been, always will be, and I’ll be damned if he thinks he’s going to run away again now that I finally have him. I’ll tie the fucker up if I have to.
Sucksme: Jesus, what’s got your undies in a bunch? Me: You, motherfucker. Something’s up with you, and if you think you’re gonna leave me for Owen, then I’ve got news for you.
“As of right now, this is a friendship intervention. Christian, you want in on this?”
Matty smiles broadly, his eyes lighting up as he thanks me. It’s obvious how excited he is to play for the NFL, even if it looks like Xed’s heart is breaking. As Huckslee continues to search my face silently, I feel like mine is, too.
“You drive me crazy when you do that,” he groans, nipping at my bottom lip. “Your secrets are safe with me, baby.” Ugh. My damn heart.
“You said you meant it, calling me yours. And you’re mine, too.
“Baby, I’ve already waited four years for you.”
“Okay, okay. You win, baby. Just don’t stop grinding on me like that. You’re so fucking sexy.”
“I can handle you just fine,” he whispers, running his tongue against my cheek. “Don’t be jealous, baby. I like how strong you are. You’ve never had a problem fighting back.”
“Please? I’ll be quiet.” Hooking a finger beneath the waistband of his jeans, I rub his shaft softly. “I promise.” Groaning, his mouth captures mine. “I’ve heard you come, remember? Quiet for you is impossible. I’d have to gag you with something.”
“I love how much of a cumslut you’re turning out to be.”
Me? I already decided the moment Salem called to say he was coming home; Huck is endgame for me. He’s all I want.
Wishing, hoping, pleading for his heart to feel for me like mine does for him.
“How about this spot?” Christian points to the blank space over Taylor’s peck, where the shape of Delaware rests, and I can’t keep silent anymore. “Absolutely not,” I grind out, earning a look from everyone in the room.
He feels so perfect against me, so right. Like every molecule and atom in my body was formed specifically to combine with his,
“I don’t want anyone but you, either, Tay. And I’m purely monogamous, so you won’t get that same speech from me. I’m yours, and you’re mine. Anything else is a deal breaker for me. Okay?”
“So, are blowjobs out of the question, too?” His bottom lip juts out. “Because I might just die if I don’t get to taste your cum tonight.”
I guess I don’t really know. I grew up with two caring, supportive parents, and what had that gotten me? Anxiety, that’s what. Maybe instead of being ‘nature versus nurture,’ it’s a bit of both.
The first six hours, we vibed to Salem’s reggae music and Xed’s techno, but now my bad mood is about to be everyone’s problem. I don’t give a fuck.
