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THIRTY-FIVE

MICKEY

“I feel like I could sleep for a week.” Amos hummed in pleasure as I massaged his scalp, teasing my fingers through his soft curls.

I leaned against one arm of my couch with my legs outstretched and spread for Amos to fit between them as he rested against my chest. We fit together like we’d done this a hundred times. My body wanted to go to bed, but my heart and brain weren’t ready for the day to end.

“Me too. Maybe a month. I’m so exhausted, but also exhilarated. Exhilerausted?”

His chuckle vibrated into my chest. “It’s like we lived several days crammed into one. Was filming at Sparky’s really this morning?”

“This morning and also exactly a thousand hours ago.”

Amos tilted his head back and looked at me. “You doing okay? A lot happened today.”

“Yeah, I am. I don’t think it’s quite sunk in that the town knows about our families. About us.”

“It’s like we’re waking up to a whole new world tomorrow. No more secrets. That feels good, huh?”

I let out a long sigh. “There’s still one.”

Amos hooked his hand under my leg. “You’ll get there. You don’t have to make any big decisions now.”

“True, but it might be good to rip off the bandage while the town is adjusting to the news. Who knows, maybe there’s someone else who’d love to take over Red’s and keep it as it is.” It was a pipe dream.

“I hope so, but you don’t need to worry about that tonight. You’ve been worrying about so much.”

He tilted his head back and his frown looked like a goofy smile with his face upside down from my angle.

I bent to kiss his forehead. “Want to know the best part of the day? When you told me you were staying. Well, that’s tied with when you told me you’re falling in love with me.” I could hardly believe the words coming out of my mouth. Amos Flynn and I were falling in love.

My friends were going to be insufferable. I already had over a dozen texts on our group thread and individually with congratulations, told-you-sos, and prying questions. I loved those meddling queerdos.

“That was my favorite part too.” He hummed happily. “After making the decision to stay, I immediately felt a thousand times better. That ever happen to you? You decide something and then feel in your body that it was the right thing?”

“Actually, yes. When I opened my mouth and said something about pralines and dick ice cream.”

Amos began laughing so hard he had to sit up and wipe his eyes. He shifted around and faced me. “That’s got to be the worst pickup line that ever worked.”

“Weird is part of my charm.”

“You’re not wrong about that.” Amos leaned forward and pressed his smile to mine. Our gentle kiss turned heated as he climbed onto my body and straddled my lap.

Despite how worn out I was, Amos’s touch woke me.

“I want to get you naked,” Amos said as he pulled back, but then he yawned, which triggered one of my own.

Laughing, I pulled him close. “Not sure our bodies agree.”

His pout was adorable. “I’m the boss of my body, and I want to touch your dick.”

My dick liked that idea. “I feel gross from the long day. How about we combine a shower with some dick touching?”

Amos rewarded me with a quick kiss. “You’re so smart.” Suddenly full of energy, he climbed off me and pulled me to my bedroom.

Thankfully, the en suite shower was walk-in instead of a tub and big enough for both of us without risking an elbow to the eye or a knee to the groin. Amos stripped while I got the water going, then he pulled off my clothes. His initial burst of energy faded once we got under the hot water.

“Mm. Feels so good.” He stood with his back to the water and angled his head under the spray. Droplets raced down the planes of his chest as I soaped us both.

I surged forward and traced the path of a droplet with my tongue while running my hand down his ribcage.

He hummed in pleasure as I flicked my tongue across his nipple until it hardened.

As my hand moved toward his dick, I took his mouth with mine.

We swapped lazy kisses as I jerked him to full hardness.

There was something intimate to this kind of sex that I hadn’t expected. Neither of us was faking boundless energy or putting on a show. We were both exhausted, had acknowledged it, yet still wanted intimacy to cap off a memorable and emotional day.

Amos reached between us and stroked me as his tongue danced with mine. I pressed him against the shower wall for more contact and support because the hot water was relaxing my muscles almost too much to keep standing.

Instead of a frantic round of sex because Amos and I knew our time together was coming to an end, we got to have unhurried fun. This might not be the dirtiest, hottest, or kinkiest sex, but it was what worked for us. Something else might work tomorrow. We now had a tomorrow.

“You know exactly how to touch me,” he purred into my ear. “Feels so good.” He moved his hand down to cup my balls, which pulled tight as I neared my release.

I nibbled his earlobe. “I can’t wait to learn what turns you on. Toys? A bit of spanking? Porn?”

Amos shuddered against me. “Yes.”

I laughed against his neck, where I dropped a series of kisses. “I can feel that you’re close. Come for me, baby. I’m almost there too.”

Moments later, his fingernails dug into my shoulder as he spilled into my hand. His strokes on my dick stuttered, but I wasn’t far behind. My muscles contracted and released as I came. The last of my energy washed down the drain with my cum and I pinned him against the wall with my weight.

“So tired,” I mumbled.

“C’mon. Let’s get to bed.” He rubbed my back, then reached over and grabbed the handheld shower nozzle to quickly rinse any remaining soap from our bodies.

While he turned off the water, I retrieved two towels. After drying off, I grabbed an extra toothbrush from a previous dentist visit and gave it to Amos. We brushed our teeth and kept glancing at each other in the mirror. It was hard to keep the toothpaste in my mouth with how much I smiled.

“Want some clothes to wear to bed?”

“Naked’s good with me.”

I grinned. “Me too.”

When I moved to my side of the bed, I noticed the time on the alarm clock on my nightstand. I climbed under the warm covers. “Hey, it’s after midnight. Merry Christmas.”

Amos leaned over and kissed me. He tasted of mint and promise. “Merry Christmas. This is the best Christmas ever.” He snuggled close.

I was half asleep by the time I wrapped an arm around his shoulder and pulled him close.