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The panting and whimpers rising from Taylor’s lips grew feverish, pained, desperate as I fucked him harder, impaling him as deep as I could, and making his skin slick with new sweat.
“Fuck, Harrison,” he grunted, fingers sinking into my pecs ruthlessly. “You’re gonna…make me…come.” He cursed again, then moved his right hand down to his cock, stroking it furiously as I rammed him harder.
He was so close, fighting against it, so I surrendered to the feeling and let go of control, let go of trying to make it last. If I had my say, we’d have a lifetime of this to explore each other, to pleasure each other, to take to heaven and hell again and again.
If I had it my way.
And then I groaned and told him how close I was.
“Come,” he moaned. “Come inside me. Please.”
At the last word, so honest and raw, I broke. I came hard, filling him with my load and yanking him down against my crotch, then holding him still while I throbbed inside of him.
“I’m so close,” he whimpered, and I lifted him offmy body, then turned around and raised my ass for him. In truth, I’d been expecting to bottom for him tonight, but he’d gone and surprised me anyway.
So I spat in my hand, moving my fingers over my hole, and told him, “Come inside me, Taylor. I want you.”
He didn’t hesitate. His dick, hard and slick already, pressed against my hole, making my eyes bulge with surprise and a sweeping sensation of pressure and underlying pain that dissipated into warmth and pleasure instantly.
He didn’t go deep or hard. He entered me, jerked his hips once or twice, and I felt him spill into my body, grunting and sinking his fingers into my ass hard, shaking and shivering all over.
Taylor collapsed on top of me, arms wrapping around my torso, and kissed the back of my neck. “That was crazy,” he huffed, catching his breath. “Fucking crazy.”
And incredible, I wanted to say, but all I could do was turn around and face him, kiss him, and hold him until we were dozing off in each other’s arms, naked and sweaty and filthy in all the best ways.
When we came back to our senses, I kissed each of his closed eyes and kissed the tip of his nose. “Next Saturday,” I said softly. “Make time for me in the afternoon. I’m taking you to Alderman’s Ledge.”
He smiled, tucking his head into the crook of my neck. “Is it the eclipse?”
“It’s the eclipse,” I whispered and pulled him closer in, watching him fall asleep before sleep took me, too.
CHAPTER TWENTY
taylor
It was Greg’s fault,or so I decided on the Thursday evening when he’d sat down in our booth for drinks with Jason, Finn, and me. He was late, and he had an excuse for it, but I was getting ahead of myself.
For the past four days, I’d been spending nearly all my waking and sleeping hours either at Harrison’s place or daydreaming about going to Harrison’s place. Lectures were secondary, friends were wondering where I was, and even food was just an afterthought.
I was with Harrison because I wanted to be with Harrison, but also because somewhere in the back of my mind, a clock was still ticking. I still knew that we were living on borrowed time. I knew that the universe would come around and hand in the bill.
Harrison and I didn’t talk about it. For all I knew, he didn’t think about it either. And I ran from those thoughts as fast as I could, always looking away, always distracting myself by claiming him all formyself in those moments. Because you could lose anything at any time, right? So why worry? Why not just enjoy it while it lasted?
Even so, I had it somewhere in my subconscious mind, all written out neatly. It was a reminder that we had only gotten together because Harrison had wanted to make his ex-girlfriend feel something for him, and we only lasted as long as we had because I didn’t want to examine my feelings too closely.
So on Thursday evening, before Greg arrived with the news that would keep me awake the rest of the night, Jason bought us the first round.
“So?” Finn asked. “You still gay?”
“Subtle as ever,” I told Jason, who laughed and poked Finn in the ribs.
Finn shrugged. “You never know, when it’s sudden like that.”
“Don’t you, though?” I asked. “Because it feels a lot like it doesn’t matter either way.”
Finn cracked a smile, a warm and honest one, and nodded his agreement.
“Let the man be happy,” Jason said.
