Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 84247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
“I don’t know where those lips have been.” Griff wiped his cheek.
“Always busting my balls,” Josh replied.
“As fun as this is,” Cal said, “I want to go dance with my man.” He grabbed my hand and began dragging me.
“Wait. I’m old. I can’t dance.”
“Just move like you do when you’re fucking me, and we’ll be good,” he teased, and damn it, that easily I started to get hard. We found a spot on the dance floor and began moving together.
It had been a great few months. Charlie had spent some extra time in Havenwood—she and I taking a couple of overnight trips, just the two of us. It didn’t take her long at all to love Callum as much as Logan did. I wasn’t surprised. It was impossible not to love him.
Logan was back in school. He and Dale were still great friends. He didn’t have a lot of other ones, but he was okay with that. He’d grown into a much more confident young man. He didn’t feel like he had to be any kind of way. He was comfortable in who he was, and I thought a big part of that was due to the man moving his ass against my groin right then, the man who had moved in with us about six weeks before. Maybe that was fast to some people, but it wasn’t to us. It was exactly how it was supposed to be.
Logan was staying with Mary Beth while we were in Richmond. She loved spending time with the kids. I knew Logan reminded her of Callum in a lot of ways.
The hardest part was being away from Charlie. We’d had more than one talk—her, Carol, Callum, and me. She wanted to be close to us, but she didn’t want to leave her mom. We were looking into other options, one being Carol and Charlie moving closer. As much as I missed Charlie, Carol missed Logan. She’d said Havenwood had grown on her and maybe I was right about living in the boonies after all.
Callum and I danced for a while. I couldn’t keep my eyes or hands off him. He was wearing eyeliner and a tight shirt that showed off his abs. I ran my hands up and down his back, his ass, savoring what was mine.
He pushed up on his toes, mouth close to my ear. “I want you.”
I practically growled in response before taking his hand and going back to our friends.
It was only Law, Remy, Griff, and Josh there, Kellan and Chase having disappeared, likely to dance.
“You gonna dance with me or what?” Josh asked Griff, who shook his head. “Friends can dance with each other, you know.”
“What? It’s not that. I don’t give a shit about that. It’s just not my thing,” Griff replied.
I had no idea what was up with the two of them. There was some weird energy in the air when they were around each other.
A guy walked up to Josh. “You here with anyone?”
I couldn’t help noticing Josh’s eyes darting toward Griff, who said, “You should go have fun. That’s what we’re here for, right?”
“You can come along,” the newcomer said, and Griff looked scandalized as hell.
“What? No,” he replied, then said to Josh, “Go have fun. You don’t have to babysit me all night.”
Josh looked at him once more, shrugged, and grabbed the guy’s hand.
“That your boyfriend?” I heard the guy ask.
“No, just a friend and a pain in my ass,” Josh replied.
“We’re going to head out,” I told them. We’d all gotten rooms at the same hotel. It wasn’t far away, so after we said our goodbyes, Callum and I made the quick walk there.
The second we were in our room, our mouths clashed together and we were ripping each other’s clothes off. I picked Callum up, dropped him on the bed, then held his hands over his head, wrists in my grip. I kissed his scar, then sucked the skin of his pec into my mouth, making the blood rush to the surface. Christ, I loved marking him this way.
“Fuck yes.” Callum arched toward me. “Yours.”
“Mine,” I replied, before giving him a few more hickeys on his chest and stomach. I lowered myself, licked the precome on his slit, then took him into my mouth. Callum thrust, and I took it. I was a whole lot better at blowjobs than I’d been in the beginning.
He was writhing and whimpering, and I could tell he was already close to coming, when he said, “No, don’t. I want to come with you inside me, and I want to play too.”
I let him go. Callum flipped me onto my back, knelt beside me, and began sucking me off. “Fuck,” I groaned. I loved the feel of his hot, wet mouth.
The lube was on the nightstand, and I grabbed it and slicked up my finger. He was bent over me, on his knees, his ass out to the side, so I could play with his hole while he blew me. I circled the rim, tapped it, pushed a finger inside just as I thrust. He made a quick choking sound, then moaned and pulled off. “So good. Fuck, that’s so good.”