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“Mmm, wait, I’ll clean it. You’re wobbling.”
Grabbing his ankle, I pulled him toward me, the stubborn man still fighting. Despite his efforts, his daze was too powerful as he flopped back against the comforter. Wasting no time, I leaned forward, pressing my palm against his side to flip him onto his back.
Flattening my tongue, I licked from his balls to his crown, lapping at the remnants of his pleasure. Arching into my touch, his whimpers only heightened my need to taste him as I sucked on the head of his cock with the full intention of taking every drop.
While he writhed from my mouth, I inserted two fingers into his dripping hole, milking my semen from him with slow, torturous thrusts.
“Fuck…Fuck,Simon…!” His hips bucked, fingers curling into my hair as he whined heavily.
Removing my lips with a pop, I flicked my eyes to his as I curled my fingers inside. “Look at you spilling every drop. You’re so fucking beautiful, Liam.”
He squirmed, a deep moan following. “Sensitive… Sensitive. Ah, shit fuck.”
Continuing to ease the rest of my cum from his entrance, I slowed my pace until I removed both digits. Coated inmy essence, I brought them to my lips, sucking both while maintaining my stare on him.
His eyes rolled back at the sight, his chest hitching with a shudder. “God, Simon… I love you.”
Lapping the remaining liquid from my fingers, I swiped across my stomach at his already drying semen. Repeating the same action across Liam’s, I hovered the wet fingers over his mouth. “Mhm. I love you too. Now finish cleaning like a good boy.”
His tongue curled around my offering as he began sucking off everything I offered. Bobbing his head down, he gagged slightly once I curled around the back of his throat, but it didn’t stop him from consuming every single drop.
Slowly retreating, his dazed doe-like eyes met mine. “Mmm… mhm.”
Kissing him gently before leaning back, I tugged at his wrists. “Now cuddle.”
He groaned as he pushed himself up, the effects of my roughness apparent. Crawling toward me, he flopped down against my chest, a happy sigh filling the stillness.
“You… are everything, Simon.”
“So are you.” Trailing patterns across his back and arms, my breathing evened as I approached sleep. “And… I’ve missed you, too. So… So I’ll sleep next to you again, okay?”
Humming, he nodded, grogginess already wrapping around his timbre. “Okay…”
Smiling, I snuggled closer in the warmth that was him. Hewasmy sunshine, my light, my literal radiance, and I would always bask in his rays for as long as he wanted me.
Because to me?
He waseverything.
CHAPTER TEN
LIAM
My eyes fluttered open, moonlight filtering in through the window and casting a vibrant glow across the tiled floor. Craning my head to the side, I grinned at Simon’s slightly parted lips and the light snore vibrating from his chest.
I brushed my thumb over his cheek before planting a soft kiss on his nose. With a slow gentleness I knew he wouldn’t detect, I peeled his arm from me and replaced it with a pillow. Watching him nuzzle against it, I scratched his head a handful of times before draping the blankets back over him and making my way to the bathroom.
Flattening my palm on the wood, I shut the door slowly, ensuring the click of the lock didn’t disturb his slumber. Once sealed inside, I turned the shower on, waiting a few seconds before stepping inside its warm embrace.
It didn’t take me long, as I simply wished to wash off our exploration of one another. Before I knew it, I stepped back out into the chilled air. Running a hand through my hair, I forced the excess water from my locks and snatched my towel from the rack. Wrapping it around my waist, I flipped the fan on andopened the door once more, smiling softly at Simon’s unmoved frame.
Approaching the bed, I brushed my fingers along his back before I bent down and kissed his cheek. “I’ll be right back. I’m just going to grab a glass of water.”
When he didn’t reply, I moved, making my way down the stairs with a quickness that proved my desire to be back in bed with him. Flipping on the kitchen light, I tugged the cupboard open to snatch a cup, wasting no time filling it. With one final look over, I flicked the switch, darkness casting itself throughout the house once again.
Water in hand, I made my way through the hall and toward my ascent back to the bedroom. As I placed my palm on the wall to guide myself, pressure slammed into my back, the force knocking the glass to the ground. It shattered.
Without time to react, fingers tangled in my hair, ripping my head back before the familiar press of cloth settled on my tongue. As the fabric filled my mouth, hot breath tickled my ear, and a deep chuckle rolled through the room.
