Page 43 of Best Wrong Thing

“Is this okay?” I roll my hips slowly and gently.

“Uh-huh.”

“What? No swearing?”

“Not right now.”

I thread my fingers through his and hold his hands on either side of his head. I kiss him and fuck him, and when our lips aren’t locked, I stare into his eyes.

My orgasm sneaks up on me faster than I want it to. I increase my pace and thrust deeper into him. My cock throbs inside him. My cum spills into the condom. If only it was spilling into him. I suck in a breath and blink.

“Jacob?” He groans and tips his head back, his body shuddering as he comes.

Cum splatters our stomachs. I squish mine against him, cementing his load between us.

“Oh, fucking god. I’ve never come without a hand on my cock. Fucking, fuck, fuck.”.

I respond with a soft chuckle and a hard kiss. Then I rest my head on his shoulder and hold him.

He strokes my back. “You can fuck me like that again. Jacob.”

“Yeah?”

“It was nice.”

“It was for me too.”

“I don’t know what brought that on, but more of that, please?”

I laugh. “Are you okay with this?”

“You cuddling me while still inside me? Yes.”

“I meantthis. What we’re doing.” My heart crashes while I wait for him to respond.

“Yes.”

“Sure?”

“Yes. It’s what we agreed to.”

I lift my head and stroke his sweaty brow. “But are you okay with it?”

He cups my cheek. “Yes. I enjoy what we have. I haven’t thought about hooking up with anyone else since meeting you. Don’t stop coming over, Jacob.”

I kiss him. Emotion lodges in my throat. “I won’t. But if you stop being okay with it, tell me. Eventually, you’ll want more than I can give you.”

He’ll want a relationship with a man he can be with in public. He’ll want more than sex and secrets.

Archer sighs and kisses my temple. “Yeah, maybe, eventually. But not yet. Right now, I’m good with what we’ve got. More than good. Do you believe me?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Can you stop talking scary now?”

“Scary?”

“It sounded like you were going to break up with me.”